Thus, the iron race of men fell unprepared into history. Engulfed within a mythological past and fated by aloof Gods to an uncertain and violent future, this iron race existed for the moment seeking immediate direction from the likes of diviners of entrails and the Sibyl muttering her prophesies under the narcotic spells of blue lotus. Its “history” was a hazy half-memory of hexameter foundation myths and mighty deeds of demigods recounted by poets. Its numbers whole, rational, and visual, where any mention of the irrational drew a death sentence. Its space confined and claustrophobic, filled with its frenetic fellows all clamoring to grab what they could from the then and there. Life was lived wholly within the time span of the here and now, and everything led to nowhere in particular, save glory of defeat in battle. Its world-view penetrated no further than the nearest rival city-state just beyond the mountain ridge, unconcerned with the welfare of some barbarian living in some place hither. Its morals unencumbered by any notion of some wider concept of humanity.

And so it was here where Classical man began to write his history to prevent the traces of human events from being erased by time.

We are told by today’s scholars of modernity that Western Classical man represents our collective cultural childhood, a random autochthonous starting point for the tortured path of Western Civilization’s history that we must all somehow escape. But these scholars who walk the halls of curated narratives have lost all spiritual connection to their true past. They deal instead with deciphering, filtering, and promulgating only the rational “facts” that fit within the consensus narrative they are “advised” to construct. They are not allowed to address the how and why of why and how the Golden Age fell and the iron race arose. They dare not cross into the spiritual and irrational, lest they draw upon themselves their academic death sentence handed down to them from the invigilators of culture.

These scholars of modernity are employed only to deduce where our cultural start will inevitably end. And those seeking the fast-track to tenure tell us time and again that our Western culture must end at a civilized, technocratic, and fully automated End of History. A voluntary terminus where civilization no longer requires input from Western man, and thus all traces of Western culture and its human events purposely get erased by time.

So, every Western man today is conditioned from birth to believe that his civilization has no choice but go from its spontaneous beginning long ago in an isolated population, into an accelerating and inescapable transformation to incorporate the entirety of humanity into some greater good that more and more seems to preclude Western man himself. And, the burden of incorporating and civilizing this humanity into some coming Golden Age unicorn and rainbow reboot must be carried entirely upon the backs of Western man like the sins of the forefathers.

Through this conditioning, it took only four generations to produce a Western man that is responsible now not only for the well-being of those most important that immediately surround him, but is also somehow responsible for the welfare of everyone living hither, thither, and afar who is and will ever be. The burden of such an unnatural demand is heavy, so a ubiquitous technology is aimed at his irrational subconscious to force his 24/7/365 realization of this humanity that is everywhere all at once and at all times. Overloaded, he inevitably relaxes his efforts towards the welfare of those surrounding him and gets molded into the Metropolitan of today. He becomes a man whereby it is too easy to say “yes” to every demand everywhere at any time that is or will ever be made of him because up to the civilizational tipping point, he is required to do nothing but agree.

The Metropolitan is thus a Western man of words divorced from deeds as all things now are done by proxies.

Divorced from history, living his days filled with manufactured entertainment and “facts” fed to him as “culture” and “reason”. The Metropolitan is passive and contemplative, effacing and rational, and above all remains tolerant in the face his pending extinction, even supportive of his forced march into an ever widening linear world-view of a perpetual collective “Progress”.

More and more random people from hither and afar must every day of every year get cobbled together and squeezed into the Metropolitan’s sophisticated and complex world-view. His space must close in around him, his mind must become confined and claustrophobic and filled with an ever expanding fellowship of strangers from everywhere, each clamoring to grab what he can from the here and now. The Metropolitan must remain to his end at the End of History separated from Nature and unable to read between the lines of a mythology that his culture had long ago forgotten and discover Nature’s true secrets and the inescapable outcome of all civilization. He must become ever incapable of acting to stop from falling unprepared into the End of History.

The eclectic and incessantly tolerant Metropolitan must never be allowed to tug at even one fraying thread protruding around the edges of the tightly meshed fabric of cultural identity that has woven the modern Western world-view into a multiplex of disparate and scattered peoples all “united” under this umbrella of humanity. The true state of Nature must never be discovered, and those few who once mastered the eternal recurrence must forever become the slaves who serve a linear “Progress” for a collective everyone everywhere. The inversion he lives within as revealed through mythology must remain hidden away until the End of History arrives and permanently wipes Western man from existence and transform him into just another human widget within this amorphous and pliable humanity.

Because the End of History is not about the end of collective history, but is instead about the end of an individual identity. Not one man can remain standing that has a realization of his self, lest the disease he carries spread across the earth as pandemic.

If the Metropolitan of today were to reconstruct the cultural precedent to his fallen iron race, he would face the great schism that befell proto-Western man during its proto-history. He would rediscover not only his true Gods and his long-running apostasy, but also come to realize that such Gods and all gods that ever were and will ever be are unable to promise Salvation at some inevitable finite end. Instead, a kosmos is revealed that fates both man and God alike to an inescapable cyclical recurrence of the same, and with such revelation the Metropolitan would recognize that all “Progress” is futile, is culturally degenerative and debilitating, and that only decline and decay in the form of civilization are its outcomes. The Metropolitan would discover that he exists within a perverted inversion of Nature where he is perpetually pushed into an end where no end for anything can ever exist.

He would discover that the re-emergent Golden Age for which the linear notion of “Progress” strives to achieve equally for everyone everywhere, is instead a precious rare gift for a very select few who are positioned at mythology’s beginning, not at history’s end.

And armed with these discoveries, a few men who still possess a trace of the gold flowing through their blood would recognize this cultural and spiritual decline and reject outright all notions of “Progress” to begin their quest to reclaim this proto-Western world-view at mythology’s beginning. They would strive instead for a return to Nature, revert the inversion, embrace both the latent irrational and spiritual within them, and welcome the freedoms that this Justice serves upon the comfortable and tolerant and inactive. They would cease their slavish toil in service to their master humanity and put an end to the construction of history’s end, and strive anew to destroy the cage of “Progress” that has been erected around them. They would set their sights to arrive at their new beginning where they are spiritually reborn into the Justice of Nature that always returns to revert all inversions to their mean.

But what was this great schism that befell upon the already fallen iron race? What was it that transformed it from a race that exalted individual deeds of valor and cunning, a select few who relished in tales of victory, into the passive domesticated Metropolitan mass of today whereby each vies to efface and eradicate himself with an unnatural inversion of Justice in pursuit of universal equality for the entirety of a conceptual humanity? And why advocate for a large part of this humanity when its majority is the Metropolitan’s avowed enemy? Furthermore, what is this spiritual malaise that keeps those few men who possess that trace of the golden race within from delivering Nature’s Justice and put an end to this humanitarian inversion? Until of course, the inversion rises up again and the same recurs. And again. And yet again, only to be put down again and again.

How is it that the way down became the way up? That strife became injustice?

The aristocratic conservative Heraclitus of Ephesus was desperately trying to conserve something that by the 6^th century BC Western man was at risk of losing forever. His frustrated and misanthropic philosophical fragments were evidence that this something was by then nearly beyond salvage to the iron race, so he presented it as a riddle to be deciphered only by those few who remained with their gold infused blood. Men who would understand that if disease made health sweet and good, then so too the corruption of Nature would make the return of Justice noble and beautiful.

Heraclitus called to those men who would understand without reflection that war was the father and king of all things. That war could transform mere men into gods, bring down the mighty into slavery, and set the victors free once and for all of the vindictive and petty jealousy of the collective hoi polloi.

What Heraclitus saw that the fallen iron race had lost was its ancient and earth-shaking world-view of time. The iron race had strayed from the kosmos of its golden ancestors, where this kosmos stood aloof like the Gods of Olympus existing within the unrelenting boredom of immortality. And although the hoi polloi strove for peace and predictability in their finite lives only to eat dust in the end, it was strife that built up and then tore down all ambition and vanity in an unavoidable and cyclical regularity. A continuous repetition in which all things were exchanged for fire, and fire for all things, even as wares for gold and gold for wares. It was this cosmic fire of flux that manifested on earth as strife, and it was strife that gave animation to the indifferent kosmos and temporarily put a stay to the excruciating boredom of an eternity of the same.

But the greatest secret Heraclitus revealed was that in an apathetic kosmos of pure indifference, all things through fire become possible because nothing on earth is meant to be permanent except flux. Permanence is in fact, the inversion of Justice where all efforts to stifle change become an affront to Nature. But with a world in flux, all moral bedrock is fluidized, the lofty goals of men quickly transform into expediency, and the raison d’être of civilization teeters on uncertainty and mutate into self-preservation. All inversions eventually revert to their mean as Nature does not sit idle and watch abominations usher forth from the pointless fecundity that stability breeds. Because, no man can ever step into the same river twice, therefore there is no enduring universal outside of the disinterested and inescapable kosmos from which the chaos of flux forever issues forth.

Only when those few with gold still flowing through their blood listen to the logos can they see that the Metropolitan civilization which blooms from a degenerated Nature is just the Will to Power of sorcerers who rule by magic spells over a fallen iron race in search of meaning and purpose from which there is none. Because, it is in Nature where God sees all things as fair and just, and mere men who suppose that some things are unjust and others are just. But in an inverted Nature built by sorcery, it is instead the god who sees that some things are unjust and that others are just. It is always the god who devolves his judgements down to the sorcerer, where the sorcerer in turn orders his wizards to prepare the codification and sacred theater for consumption by the hoi polloi, the sacred theater where the iron race is conditioned into the divine rule of inversion.

Magic spells are cast to keep back the flux and stretch out the stasis a little longer because it is the power of Hope that keeps the hoi polloi inactive as they wait for the divine promises to be delivered. And it is this Hope that buys the wizards the time needed for the stochastics of existence to catch up with their divine promises.

The god of inversion always demands man’s fealty to permanence, and the sorcerers in turn always decree flux as malevolent and in opposition to the gods’ demands. And that is how this god of stasis is always revealed as the false invention of sorcerers. Because the Gods of Nature care not for devotion and adoration from man, be he of golden or iron race, as all exist within an indifferent kosmos that is the same for all, which no God nor man did create, but ever was and will ever be. A kosmos of ever living fire, kindling in measures to give birth to new men and their false gods, and where the gods and men of old are quenched in equal measures. Same as it ever was, and will ever be. Forever.

Time and again inverted Justice falls to the sword of flux during trial by combat once the magic spells have worn off and unvarnished injustice is laid bare. Time and again civilization gets dissolved from within by the corruption that devours it from inside during periods of stasis where the Metropolitans neither heed the magic spells nor turn against them. Time and again no one guards the city gates as the enemy approaches because the magic spells have worked too well, and the hedonistic Metropolitans are all preoccupied seeking pleasure, assured in their confidence that someone else certainly must be on station to fight for and defend the Bacchanals to which they are entitled.

But time and again, the sorcerers pick up the pieces of a shattered civilization to concoct a new culture with its new magic spells in a revised theater of praise to the even more powerful and omniscient gods. And time and again, the iron race bows down and submits in deference because it has existed without meaning or purpose since its golden ancestors were cast down from Olympus and thrown headfirst into Nature. So it becomes the task of the sorcerer to devise this purpose for the fallen iron race, and it is the purpose of the magic spells to convince these fallen that its purpose is to unconsciously serve the sorcerers through serving the false gods served up to them over and over and over again.

Same as it ever was.

And it is the indifference of the kosmos that allows all this injustice to occur. But Kosmos waits patiently for that moment where the sorcerers push too far with their inversions. Waiting for the day when the iron race remembers the gift and sacrifice that Prometheus bore, rediscovers the eternal fire burning within its soul, and rises up to destroy both the sorcerers and their fallen selves, from which the momentous flux gives rise again to rebirth and the next Golden Age proceeds.

From which the incremental and inevitable fall out of culture and into civilization with its creeping inversion of Nature begins anew.

Same as it ever was.

The revenge of flux can only be held back for as long as those men remaining with some gold flowing through their blood are captured and mesmerized by the magic spells. These men above all must remain ever forgetful that though it may be the passive ceremonies of Hope that steer their hearts, it is the thunderbolt of action that steers all things. Because for stasis to hold tight to men’s hearts and breed the comfort that begets the docility that declines into lethargy, the Metropolitan must remain trapped within the belief that he is ruled over from afar by strong unseen gods rather than deceived by the weak men standing before him.

The men of Western civilization must remain forgetful of the great thunderbolt that sent their mighty ancestors out of their land of both eternal sunshine and unending darkness - a land of perpetual flux and reversion where each year they faced that one judgement day where they learned whether or not the Gods would allow the sun to return – out of this land of flux into the immutable equinox that had gripped both culture and civilization of the global south for aeons.

The sorcerers dare not allow those few men who remain with the gold flowing through their blood to recount the great triumph of their noble forefathers. Everything told to men must in reality be the inversion of revelation, where truth is squashed and distorted into some evil that threatens humanity. The Golden Age must be hidden away to exist only as a whispered occult knowledge preserved as a secret warning to future generations of sorcerers. Because, it is only through a Metropolitan humanity with its predilection towards the feminine, with its lascivious culture smothered by a civilization divorced from Nature, where the stasis can gain permanence and the sorcerers can rule unopposed through proxies as unrecognized kings.

It is only through the inversion of Nature during extended stasis can the sorcerers become Philosopher Kings. They remain as Philosopher Kings simply because there is no longer a thunderbolt to be found within the fire of men’s souls. The sorcerers creep and sneak and burrow into power as all the Metropolitans are preoccupied absorbing the magic spells, and the sorcerers rule over a civilization where belief is everything and all action is brutally repressed at its mere mental conception.

No textbook can relate how the Golden Age poured forth out from the frozen north to usurp the feminine sorceress ruling over the expanse of Eurasian with her timeless grip over the magic spells that called upon the earth mother to grant her the power to declare another year of stasis and a coming bountiful harvest. No man can be left standing that might recall his genetic memories of how his lineage had unleashed the father of all things into the global south and become the undisputed kings of the world to rule absolutely over all the men with no metal in their blood. Western man can never be allowed to recall that they had overthrown an enervated feminine lunar civilization and reestablished Nature and the suzerainty of the masculine solar culture.

Divine kings. Solar Gods, solar calendar, and a lineage of demigod Heroes. The patriarchy with its patronyms and devolution of rights through the sons of men. And, cremation at this life’s end releasing man’s immortal soul into the eternal fire of kosmos ready for its new beginning, rather than returning man’s body into the jealous arms of the earth mother for an eternity of eating dust in the one and final end. The Golden Age of man, gold flowing through the blood, had come out from the cold and hard land of uncertain and meager harvests to conquer the earth mother and her magical tyranny over a race of men having no metal in their blood.

Thus the great revolution of Western history was that which overthrew the men of the global south who had for millennia been ruled over by women. Men with no metal who had sacrificed their rights in Nature for a belly full of grain promised them by the seductive calls to stasis in the inversion of Nature. The Golden Age had brought unfettered liberty and seeming infinite space to the conquerors. It transformed mere men into gods, whereby the destiny of those with no metal in their blood became the freedoms of those with the gold flowing through theirs.

But the enchanting votive of the sorceress was too great a pull, and men would never understand that when the promised plenty did not materialize, only a plenty of promises remained. So men were made new promises, explaining how failures to deliver would get rectified tomorrow with yet another sacred entreaty to the unseen strong gods who have judged such men unworthy. And thus, the tyranny of an endless procession of sacred promises was never defeated, but infected even the hearts of men with metal in their blood. Empty words never quite correlated to empty bellies, but got ascribed to the transgressions of the hungry. The Golden Age had defeated the feminine that had infested the Eurasian global south and divorced it from Nature and pushed it into civilization, which in its preoccupation with the pageantry and timelessness of ritual and the dilution of the blood, would never regain the thunderbolt that once existed within.

The Golden Age had swept out of the north and spread wide over the great global south to impose its world-view of time onto the static Eurasian continent. Its greatest victory was to smash the ossifying stasis of civilization that had imprisoned the global south into cultural dead end world-views from which there was no escape save through collapse. Thus, a new form of time replaced the ever unchanging infinite linearity that issued forth from a single point of origin, into the circular eternal recurrence of the same. And history, as reflected through its most ancient primordial mythology, was transformed from that which begins yet never ends in the old world-view, into something which begins and ends and begins again, over and over and over in this new Golden Age world-view of time.

But as the Golden Age declined and the noble metals bled out - replaced by corroding iron - the vestiges of the old feminine lunar magic crept back into culture taking form in those earthly sensuous aboriginal gods like Dionysus, Hathor, and Tanit. It was within this mixing of masculine solar north and feminine lunar south that gave rise to the tales of strife in the expanded pantheons, manifested on earth in sadistic rituals like sparagmos and mulk or through the secret initiations into immortal stasis like the Eleusinian mysteries. But as the decline from gold into iron progressed, the northern conquerors assimilated more and more ways of their conquered southern slaves, seduced by the earth mother and her enticing demands to put away the thunderbolt and embrace her magical calls for the satiety of stasis.

And thus the conquerors were pacified until all those with the gold flowing in their blood had reached the stage of miscegenation whereby only iron remained amongst a larger mass of men with no metal in their blood. The Western world-view had become an admixture of an eternal recurrence of the same grafted onto the ritualistic pursuit of immovable stasis – so thus, the combined Classical world-view had debased into that whereby time and history coalesced into a mere point destined to go nowhere.

And it is at this point where history goes nowhere where it sits precariously upon an unstable inflection point. It is here where a tottering civilization is ripe and ready to be commandeered by any thunderbolt coming from anywhere.

So the iron race put away its thunderbolt and picked up its swords. Bewitched and living in and for the moment, it existed divorced from past and future, denied both the foresight and lessons of its true history. Its swords cutting a bloody path to nowhere for no reason and for no purpose other than to lay clear the ground for the next bloody path. It abandoned the results of action to become again ruled over by the promise of sacred ritual, where outcomes are always delivered tomorrow. It had succumbed to the ceremonial play-acting of holding back the flux, and the only relic that remained of its Golden Age’s world revolution was the exchange of the promises of the sorceress and her evocations for the good harvest, for the promises of the sorcerer to hold at bay the divine wrath from afar.

The liberating thunderbolt of the Golden Age had given way to the Iron Age slavery to magic spells where the world-view of time had ground to a halt. War had transformed from the father of all things into the mother of all misery – a misery whereby the bloodshed resolved nothing and only solidified the reign of a stifling civilizational stasis. History neither began nor ended. Life was a whirlwind of the moment with no guidance from the past nor direction into a future. Thus, the iron race grew ripe and fetid, ready for its next great world-view revolution.

The iron race was now prepared for the thunderbolt of Zoroaster and the great schism in its world-view of time. The mere point into which time and history had coalesced would be pushed onto the beginning of the path that led to the End of History.

Next up: Zoroaster and the Beginning of the End of History

The End of History.

We all encounter this phrase from time to time. It comes at us unexpectedly, without context, and bereft of explanation. Suddenly there it is - a television soundbite lifted from a pretentious speech by some European highbrow product of generational breeding. There it is again – lying latent within an American newspaper paragraph, carefully crafted by some policy wonk product of generational academic orthodoxy. The End of History just gets thrown at you out of nowhere and out of place as it filters through the programming content emanating from your electronic devices. It tries to manifest as serious propaganda, but the gravity of its meaning gets lost upon the effusive talking head bubbling through her teleprompter delivery on The Six O’clock Evening News. And its serious finality finally dissolves away when its unexpected appearance gets followed up with a jingo-filled commercial for adult diapers.

The End of History comes and then vanishes from thought. No one really notices, and everyone gets back to their quotidian state of existing within history yet contributing nothing to it.

This End of History inspires little curiosity within the masses. It motivates no follow up investigation by those enmeshed within pop culture or career aspirations. Many who hear of it by accident just go back to purposefully scouring the web for football scores. Others continue their aimless preoccupations with internet click bait. The End of History manifests and The End of History dissolves away with barely a notice and without affect. Yet everyone is inextricably entangled within it. Everyone is caught up all in it together, riding in the big inclusive bus of globalism heading down an unbending linear road leading directly to – to what? No one ever explains what exactly is at the End of History. They never tell anyone that that bus ride it is a one-way ticket.

But just what is this End of History anyways? Here it is, from time to time, on the television and there it is in the newspapers. It even hides over there time to time in the pop songs - right here, right now, watching the world wake up from history. Yet when one tries to find answers and discuss what he hears with his own ears, and sees with his own eyes, one is immediately and forcefully shut down. One gets called a conspiracy theorist - and from that point on, all further discussion about The End of History is unequivocally put to an end. One suddenly feels right there, right then that what one is watching is the world sleeping through the history of The End of History.

No one wants to find out things like why this End of History comes attached at the hip to a New World Order. Sure, the current old world order is a mess. Always has been, probably always will be. Just like the old world order before this old world order. That’s humanity for you with all its vainglory and will to power. But what is it that makes this New World Order better than the current old world order? Who gives the orders in this New World Order? And what’s in The End of History for me?

Come to find out, there is a long history behind The End of History. And it appears to have made its first appearance in the western world via the Greek poet Hesiod.

Hesiod’s Works and Days records in dactylic hexameter verse what the Muses had inspired the ancient Greek poets to pass down by word of mouth for generations. Works and Days tells of a long vanished race of mortal men fashioned by the gods during the reign of Kronos. These fortunate men lived very long and robust lives, were of great mind and stature, and mingled among their creators, all sharing together in Gaia’s divine bounty. Hesiod called this period of pre-history the Golden Age of Man - a time of peace and plenty, a time without worry nor want. But the gods allowed these golden mortals to die away as there were no women among them to sustain their race. Without women in their midst they lived without torment and war but also without heirs. Eventually these golden men disappeared entirely, hidden away in the ground by Kronos, living forever as honored spirits of the earth, as The Watchers of the coming races of man.

With the golden race gone, the gods next created a replacement - an inferior silver race of men and women. The men of this second race, nurtured by their mothers away from the nobility and majesty of the gods, grew into impetuous adult children. Foolish and undisciplined, the silver men lived brief and anguished lives, fighting and killing one another, apostates who forsook their sacrificial duties to their creators. The newly crowned Zeus, angered and disgusted with this abomination, hid this silver race away down within the underworld, never to appear again, although still honored.

Not to be outdone by Kronos, Zeus attempted a third race – the bronze race of men. Men of incredible strength and uncivilized violence who ate no bread and gloried only in war and the bloody deaths of their opponents in the fields of battle. This race of terrible bronze men fought its way into extinction, banished for eternity to the far recess of Hades. Each died nameless, forgotten by time, and forever without honor.

Zeus learned much from His mistake when he set out to create the fourth race of men – the race of Heroes. A god-like race, without metal in its blood. Just and good men all, to some degree, yet consumed with the glories of war and the thrills of conquest. Most died seeking eternal fame, and those few survivors joined Kronos in exile to receive their apotheosis, living immortal carefree lives at the ends of the earth on the Blessed Isles of Elysium. And all these Heroes lived immortal in the minds of future men, admired and honored to this present day, forever a reminder of not just man’s shortcomings, but also of his great potential.

But with all the Heroes dead or exiled, it was a fifth act of creation where Zeus commanded the gods to fashion the final race of mortal men – the race of iron who walk the earth today. Commissioned to Prometheus, molded from clay, infused with iron in its blood, coursing and corroding through its veins – it was created only to be condemned to ostracism.

These iron men, under instruction from Prometheus, were complicit in cheating Zeus of His rightful portion at the feast of Mekone. The iron race had played a small role in an arrogant and pointless joke meant to provoke the Almighty. And from that point forward, Zeus determined to put the joke squarely upon the shoulders of this iron race. Enraged, He first cast man down from Olympus, then severed him from his association with the gods, and at last withdrew the secret of fire from him, denying the iron men the illuminating light of knowledge that its flames engendered.

No Heroes would arise from these iron men, nor would another golden age emerge from its ranks. They were condemned by Zeus Almighty to shuffle about the earth, killing one other with deeds that brought them no fame. Misery was their consort, as was Death their reprieve. To this day the iron men seek in vain for glory and purpose where none exist, their every triumph met with stony silence, as the trumpets of righteousness sound only in honor of the noble and majestic. Aimless and spurned, the iron men forever search in vain for that which cannot be found.

But Prometheus could not just sit high and idle on Olympus watching his commission suffer and die away in cold and dark despair. Something had stirred within him that pushed through the shame of his dishonor. Thus was the incipient birth of a guilt that drove man’s benefactor to steal fire away from the abode of the gods and magnanimously return it to the iron race, where it once again gave it warmth and sustenance, but without the illuminating knowledge as to what end such a clemency was granted. And far-seeing Zeus, wrathful yet patient, soon observed these scattered fires rekindling at the base of Olympus where the iron race had congregated, waiting to be recalled by its divine masters.

It was here at night upon the summit of Olympus, staring down into the glowing plains below, where Zeus plotted his revenge upon both man and god using this incipient guilt as his weapon. Zeus could punish Prometheus in body with chains of adamant, but he could only punish him in his heart through the proxy of this iron race of beloved pets.

So to ensure both this iron race was forever removed from the presence of nobility and majesty and to fill Prometheus with immortal remorse, Zeus resolved to consume man with a lifetime of insufferable burdens where he would always fall short in every accomplishment. Zeus resolved to permanently divorce man from beauty and Justice, and in their places, he would instill the iron race with an eternal Hope that one day the Almighty might relent and allow man to rejoin a life of purpose and meaning in a world of beauty and Justice.

Thus Zeus set an inescapable trap before the iron race of men. A trap to ensnare it forever within a futile life of ceaseless toil of body and spirit while Prometheus was chained to his pillar, unable to warn his beloved creation of the wretchedness that awaited it. And the trap that Zeus set was he gifted the iron race of men with woman, placing the tribe of wives within its midst, of no help in dreadful grinding poverty, but ready enough to share in the transient pleasures of wealth. Full of unfulfilled desires, ambitious beyond ability, incapable of securing status through deeds of her own doing. The tribe of wives with her jar or sorrows was sent down to condemn this iron race of men to live their short and miserable lives perpetually reminded of their failings, every achievement falling short of expectation, and nary a moment of solitary peace remained but in Death’s cold embrace.

These race of iron men who walk the earth today were abandoned by their gods and given over to the petty company of women who, upon arrival, had the audacity to demand that man thenceforth toil not just for his own bread, but for her bread too. Thus the iron men were cursed yet blameless, the woman in its midst was fashioned as punishment, and his race was judged as scapegoat for the arrogance of its creator. Man was evicted from Olympus and thrown into a world of ugliness and injustice that made no sense, and his immortal savior could never die to absolve him of his baseless iniquity. So the iron race itself was fated to die a bit every day until there was no more life to give. And then each mortal man, one by one, was relegated forever down to Hades, alone and forgotten, his only eulogy an account of complaints about the bread that no longer ushered forth from his labors into the hungry mouths of those left behind.

This Fall of Man is the cognition within his collective unconscious that his iron race was granted a clemency but without a purpose. He had once consorted freely among the gods, but in one fail swoop his life was mercilessly transformed into a nasty, brutish, and short sick joke by an impulsive whim of the Almighty. He cannot shake this knowledge that his condition in the present always deteriorates, his past was better than today, and with tomorrow he is still powerless to do anything to reverse his decline because he still lives divorced from his creators. But his creators have washed their hands of him, leaving the iron race alone to its fire that no matter how long he stares deep into its hypnotic embers, he can never see the light through the flames.

So the iron race in its desultory banishment takes its fire and burns the village of his neighbor, thus war and injustice arise, because if his life is just a sick joke in the end, then so too is the death of his fellows. And the more of his fellows that come into being, the sicker the joke seems to get, the greater becomes his urge to burn up everything, and as everything burns around him the further his iron race gets distanced from that beauty and Justice it was denied.

The iron in his blood continues to corrode and the bodily decay cannot be rectified. Thus, he is irrevocably fated to Hades, where all eat dust in the end, surrounded by whispered groans of generations past where only the pains of life and endeavors unfinished are recollected, forever menaced by a thirst that can never be quenched. And the iron man knows this is the only end that awaits him. He is afflicted with this maddening knowledge that he cannot escape this mortal destiny and that he will one day lose the works of his lifetime to a final, fatal second. The gods not only created and destined him to die, but also cursed him with the awareness of time, bestowing it upon the iron race where these said same gods had the mercy and compassion to withhold this knowledge from all beasts of the earth.

So the iron race of men were cast aside and left in the lurch to figure it all out for themselves. And thus began the written record of western man’s struggle with his fickle and indifferent gods, his never ending conflicts with his fellows, and the strife within himself that only the erasure of his neighbor seemed to quell for the moment. It was as if this iron race could find no rest until only one of its kind remained standing upon the earth. Denied the glory and majesty of his gods, the iron race resolved to fight and conquer and kill for the glory of posterity. And it was through the products of Death where men of this iron race would live forever through the written word. He would proclaim himself a demigod and achieve his Elysium within the minds of future generations. Thus through the written word he would become – immortal.

The gods abandoned the iron race, so the iron race would forsake them too and deal with the smiting and vengeance that thundered upon it from on high while it sought to impose its reign of injustice upon the ends of the earth, until it finally arrived at Elysium and enslaved Kronos himself. The iron race, relieved of its responsibilities on Olympus, could now commence its universal quest to force its fellows to serve only him. And in his struggles to force fealty and obedience upon his fellows, he would purloin the bread of others and finally achieve his Elysium and a form of justice that served him and him alone.

And in telling of these struggles and glories of his fight to force his fellows to serve him and him alone, the iron race of men had inadvertently invented History.

Next up: Heraclitus and a World in Flux

It is the American productive class and it alone who can stop the world from descending into the End of History - if and only if it can ever come together again under God and be indivisible. However, this time around it must be Liberty and Justice for themselves, because everyone by now knows how liberty and justice for all plays out in the end. But the American productive class has been too long immersed all in it together within the magic spells that drove it apart and into listless apathy, unwilling to rejoin and reclaim its autonomy and God given birthrights. It has been kept apart by the sorcery of fiat money and ancillary entitlements to individual comfort and atomized affluence – I’m all right Jack, keep your hands off my stack. It once stood firm in a nation of plenty, but falls divided in a world of surfeit and excess.

So now the American productive class occasionally comes together to be mass entertained by the black mass spectacles produced by the wizards. It only unites temporarily to worship a false prince of peace re-imagined by the sorcerers into a prince of weakness who demands humiliation through docility and obedience to lies. A pretender prince who threatens to withhold the kingdom of heaven for those who refuse to believe the lies and will not remain indifferent when faced with unvarnished evil standing right before them, laughing at them to their face, daring them to do something about it and thus guarantee their special place in hell.

The American productive class continues to play the rube rituals instead of standing up and enacting just demands for redress. It continues to Hope while it apprehensively watches its numbers dwindle and its influence wane. It sits and watches the endless flood of newcomers who rejoice in their pursuit of happiness that their gods bestow upon them and them alone.

Until the American productive class shakes off its apathy and fear of loss, and comes together to bring the fight to the Philosopher Kings, the global flames of engineered chaos will continue to fan across their nation and consume it entirely.

They continue to watch things fall apart, to sit idly by as the falconer shouts at his falcon to return but never does. They go all in it together, into the widening gyre, all slouching towards Bethlehem.

It is the sorcery that keeps the American productive class standing apart, neither criminal nor faithful to their God. They can pray for deliverance and pine for a savior, but in the end Heaven hears them not. Heaven refuses to lessen its grandeur and now casts them down into a hell that will never receive them as one by one they fall for the joke, over and over and over again. Because, even the wicked who inhabit hell’s eternal abyss cannot glory in those who lived without infamy or praise, and refused to rebel. Yet there are those wicked who walk upon the earth who will receive them and torment them to the end of their craven lives. Those who stand apart in times of great moral crisis are now welcomed into the hell on earth that the Philosopher Kings have prepared for them at the End of History.

The American productive class can no longer stand apart as the workings of their society get contracted out to a credentialed class of “experts”. Because the engineers of chaos have breached the American perimeter and are now dug in everywhere, despoiling every institution that once functioned effectively for the American people. Sovereignty is under attack by a thousand cuts which no one noticed until the rainbow flags of conquest ejaculated into the streets during the SARS-CoV-2 lockdowns. No one wants to notice that the old America that worked for their forefathers has been scheduled for obsolescence. Everyone grabs at those final straws of Hope poking out through the desperation, waiting for someone to somehow come from somewhere to fix everything up for them.

And the Philosopher Kings are counting on nobody doing anything about everything. Because doing something about evil has become a sin within this inverted world heading pell-mell into the End of History. Because once one stands up, Jack gets his hands on that stack that made oneself alright. It’s a zero sum game, man.

But no one ever comes from anywhere to fix anything as the saviors too stand apart. The hopeful expectantly wait, and wait some more, and while all the waiting the End of History gets another year closer. And it comes to pass while one sits and waits that there are even more clowns to the left of us, more jokers to the right. So here we are, stuck in the middle of all those who just want to see the world burn.

We are stuck in the middle of The Killing Joke, unable to extricate ourselves because we stand apart and wait for everything to work out in the end.

So now the American productive class is stuck in the middle of no choice but to down tools and stop producing and start fighting if it ever expects to pick those tools back up again. It must rediscover the flame deep inside that once united it and led it to courageously face its enemies, fight for victory, and dictate crushing terms of surrender. It must finally dispense Justice by itself, for itself, and justice for the world be damned. To the victors go the spoils. To the gallows go the comedians, the Nexus, the sorcerers, and the Philosopher Kings.

Unless America’s productive class casts off the magic spell of fiat money enveloping it – that imaginary “wealth” that now falls like manna into only god’s chosen hands – those who remain will eventually be forced to mortgage their tools, then lose them to bankruptcy. It is then they will wake up one day homeless in the land that their forefathers conquered, never to produce again. Because things have been planned that way – the American productive class have been slated for decommissioning as the age of the AI driven financial profits approaches. It is when these nodes of quantum computers get plugged in that the American productive class will finally wake up on a hard piece of cardboard laying on a cold city sidewalk. Some may even wise up as they ponder how they stood apart and did nothing. But how many will rise up out of the disunity? Who will admit that things are not alright and step aside from their stack knowing full well Jack will immediately get his hands on it?

That is the perfect conundrum construct of fiat money. The Philosopher Kings can always just print more to keep just enough people sticking next to their stack fending of Jack, while all around the world burns. Because, someone has got to put their nose to the grindstone so that another may smell the truffle infusion emanating from the foie gras.

Unless the American productive class rediscovers that true wealth lies in liberty, united as a people tied to blood and soil, the Philosopher Kings will just continue to do as thou wilt. The Philosopher Kings will continue to kindle their global fires and watch the world burn because - they are allowed to do so. The sorcerers will continue to produce their block buster grand illusions. The marks and dupes will continue every night to come around and lay their money down to gain admission into the Theater of the Absurd. The comedians will continue to go onstage every night and spew bile and contempt at their paying audience. And that paying audience just yuks it up throughout the really big show, where at its conclusion, everyone exits the theater all in it together, hand in hand laughing into the fire.

The American productive class is the only thing standing between the End of History and those people who just want to see the world burn. And those people who set the world aflame cannot be ignored any longer. The Philosopher Kings know the American productive class is realizing this – they have notice that everyone is noticing, and the magic spells are fading as fast as the hyperinflation builds. But there can be no more noticing, so the American productive class must be brought down and destroyed in toto with haste, never to arise again.

The American productive class must be replaced with a pliable, unprincipled, and undisciplined amorphous and disunited horde before the AI driven economy is unleashed. A new “American” population must emerge from the former order and discipline and competence, a new population forever indebted, always dependent, emotionally immature, and always with a built in expiry date from being fully vaccinated and boosted. Until that new population too outlives its usefulness and gets a vaccine too far into the grave, where those unlucky enough to remain get pushed all in it together through the open door of the End of History.

And once through that open door, it quickly closes behind them, and they and everyone before them and those before them too are forever forgotten. America, western civilization, God the Redeemer – none of that will ever have mattered or happened. There will only be the Philosopher King gods and their omniscient technologies smiting randomly from the skies. There will only matter these Philosopher King gods who have always walked the earth among mortals and have always done as thou wilt, whenever they wanted, to whoever they please. And since the dawn of time, the mortal people have done nothing about anything ever.

It is time for the American productive class to wake up, wise up, and rise up to overthrow the forces of illumination enslaving it through the sorcery of usury. Complacency is not an option, because they, along with their productive endeavors, and any trace of their existence are scheduled to vanish forever. Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

Unless the American productive class rises up in rebellion, the debt will just continue to pile up upon the shoulders of their children. Productive endeavors will just continue to be exported as “efficiency gains” until their grandchildren work harder with a gun at their back for a bowl of rice a day on behalf of the well-fed Nexus. The flood of newly arrived “Americans” will just continue to muddle the viable gene pool that mRNA has yet to reach, dissolving both social cohesion and collective purpose. Our Democracy will just continue its unstoppable march of insane inclusivity until absolutely nothing of significance can be decided using logic and reason. Voting will just continue its slide into a ritualistic tragic comedy, and Hope will continue to keep everyone voting and doing nothing about anything.

Because the SOFR will just explode again. So there will have to be another pandemic so to provide the excuse to shut down the demand driven real economy again to squash the hyperinflation again. Because the fake economy will again boom from all the fake REPO money printed up and poured into the liquidity holes. And as soon as everyone forgets that pandemic, the Nexus runs again to the financial brink and the SOFR pops again. So there will be more liquidity holes to fill again, and yet another pandemic will be released to order. Lather, rinse, repeat.

The digital ID will still get announced to enforce the pandemic lockdown because we will all be in it together again. The old fake paper money will still get replaced by the new even faker programmable digital currency. Every hot day somewhere will somehow still get blamed on the trace gas carbon dioxide. The data centers will still get built to gobble up all the electricity that must then be rationed by the people on behalf of the climate crisis. Net Zero will still divert the electricity away from the people and into the data centers that run the AI driven financial economy. Smartphones and AI social credit algorithms will still act as virtual judge and jury to determine who can – and cannot - access their digital UBI. And all digital money will still come with an expiration date and no one will ever again be allowed to accumulate wealth and the autonomy it provides outside of god’s chosen few who are in on the joke.

Everything the American people believes will be a lie. Same as it ever was. Same as it was ever meant to be.

And it will all continue to get wrapped up and promoted by the media wizards as the inevitable march of progress that no one can do anything about. And progress is a tricky definition to pin down, for it is logically true – it is progress for them, it is progress towards the End of History finish line. The unnatural is still the natural progression of inversion, so it is technically progress. And it all must continue unabated because – equity. Because – terrorism. Because – technology. Because - it’s for the children…

Because – no one ever does anything about it.

So until the American productive class finally rises up in true uncolored gray-state revolution to destroy the institutions that have surreptitiously enslaved it and relentlessly work towards its demise, that End of History finish line just gets another day closer. Half measures ensure only a delay in the unfaltering trajectory of decline into mutually assured bankruptcy and homelessness. Concessions now just mean further concessions later, while the degeneracy goes back to partly hiding in the partial shadows, waiting for the cover of nightfall to reemerge. Deals made with those seeking a final solution to the problems presented by the American productive class are merely disguised acts of treason, negotiated to buy time and extend Hope so to allow the untreated rot in the foundation to quietly spread. The church goes on giving its blessing to every smiling betrayal, while the pulpit keeps preaching that lasting peace can only be obtained through abject defeat and utter submission by the pious faithful who must bow and unequivocally surrender before every threat conjured up and foisted upon them.

So it has come to pass that western civilization has allowed the Philosopher Kings to rule over its fiat money empire, which in turn rules as regent over the variegated fiefdoms allocated to the world. And each fiefdom is tolerated so long as it exists in fealty to that Nexus controlled central bank foisted upon it. Peace is given a chance so long as it comes at the price of inescapable debt servitude. Politics are nothing more than the devolution of usury into globally distributed individual receptibles. The tribute extracted is not only time and energy, but the collective purpose of entire peoples. Aspirations to reclaim the collective purpose still get mercilessly squashed no differently than it did with the failure to deliver the annual tribute in those barbarous days of old. And to ensure the extraction of collective purpose proceeds unhindered, all of western society’s institutions have been meticulously corrupted and carefully rendered incompetent. Everything once held up with pride and held dear has been purposely debased. No one can care anymore about anything other than the venal and trivial acquisition of money because - that first brave man must be kept down and prevented from rising up to enact the Change You Can Believe In.

The church and state are one with the sorcerers, and man must fight to escape all three simultaneously. But man inevitably maintains Hope, a belief that at least one institution remains on his side. The reality is - man cannot escape this evil trinity, because that one institution in which he still believes will ultimately deceive and crush him, so he must rise to destroy them all before the End of History destroys him.

It is only through destruction of those despoiled things once held proud and dear can the American productive class achieve its liberation. They must begin to destroy so they can again produce for their own benefit. They must bring down all false idols crashing upon feet of clay. They must end all ideals that are opposed to their mutual well-being. They must recognize everything taught them has been a lie, deliberately inculcated to domesticate and chain them to the slavery of usury. They must finally realize as a whole that they do not repay their debts in money, but rather that their debts are repaid in a loss of collective purpose, a loss of unity, as no man now will ever let Jack have a hand on his stack.

The liberated and unencumbered man must become an ideal in himself, freed of the claims that bind him to everyone everywhere but his immediate neighbor. And that ideal cannot be open to everyone. The hangers–on and late comers to the fight must be pushed aside and no place made for them in the new Closed Society. Because if liberty and justice were for all, would that not debased that too and we end up right back where we are today? Would we not arrive to the same conclusion we draw today about the reasons behind the failed American experiment and its Open Society decay?

The conjuring and deceit and societal decay will never stop until it is forcefully put to an end. All logical entreaties to relief now fall on deaf ears. Nothing will change so all things must be destroyed and rebuilt as originally intended, to benefit those for whom America was originally intended. The tired huddled masses contribute nothing in a de-industrialized country other than to accelerate decay and advance of the End of History. We have reached the point where progress is demise because it is not progress for us, but instead bring forth our intentional decline and disappearance.

The trajectory will continue until the American birthright citizen figures out he must cast aside aspersions, band with his brethren, and relearn how to kill for his own benefit and reclaim his place and status on home soil.The birthright citizens must declare that the days of being ordered to fight and die on foreign soil, for ideological abstractions, as servants of central banks, for the amusement of the Philosopher Kings – those days are over.There can be no forgiveness of past sins and world wars and false gods, those who fell in the relentless march of Death through the world’s central banks can never be forgotten.There can be no mercy until liberation is complete and the End of History is over forever.And there can be no mercy afterwards, as compassion and tolerance will only serve to rekindle the destructive flames of the End of History project.

If there are no shots fired, it’s not a revolution, it’s a collapse. So it is only through true revolution that The Killing Joke will ever end. And it will never end until that initial shot is followed by another, and then another, because - the joke is always on you until you put a permanent end to the jokers.

And you know there is no other alternative. Everyone knows there is no other alternative. Everyone just doesn’t know that everyone else knows this too.

May God once again bless America. May America once again exist for Americans. May the End of History finally be put to an end.

So in the meantime, as The Climate Crisis Show continues, what does a pre-apotheosis Philosopher King allow all those superfluous and unnecessary Americans to do between America’s AI driven irrelevance and its socio-economic demise at the hands of the End of History?

Well, a Philosopher King allows Americans to debase themselves, degenerate the youth, and fight each other for the simple sake of a good hearty laugh. Because, when one owns and controls everything, just plain old happiness will no longer do. Once one gains total control over a people, happiness can only be gained at the expense of misery and debasement of a controlled people. So the more miserable and debased a controlled people become, the more happiness the Philosopher Kings experience.

But then there comes the day when just plain old misery and debasement can no longer generate happiness the way it used to. So, the misery and debasement of millions must be ratcheted up a notch to gain that little bit of incremental happiness for a Chosen few. And soon, what got ratcheted up gets boring too, so the misery and debasement gets dialed up again. And then yet again when that gets boring, so on and so forth – ad infinitum. Because a controlled people never fight back. They are too busy being afraid, lashing out at each other, or waiting for a savior that never intervenes. So while a controlled people cower in fright, fight each other, and wait for a savior, the Philosopher Kings garner up all the happiness to themselves, and everyone else gets only misery and debasement between the never-ending vaccine mandates in their truncated and meaningless lives.

So the Philosopher Kings allow America to devolve into what is the ultimate debased and miserable society – the society that commoditizes happiness. Life gets extracted through the destruction of beliefs, the allocation meaningless work, and the recurring vaccine mandate. Liberty is stifled through expanding taxation, regulation, and color of law. Endless War somewhere is always churning in the background. It is then left to inflation to extract what happiness remains. Because, technically Americans have life – they are indeed alive, there they are holding their smartphones absorbing propaganda. Anti-social media can always effectively propagandize about liberty. So the only element left is to debase the money to make a commoditized happiness impossible to attain for nearly everyone. When hyperinflation awakens, nobody has any money anymore, so nobody can be happy. Except for a Chosen few who control that money, print it up, and give it to themselves and pass it around to their useful Nexus lieutenants and celebrity friends.

But America wasn’t just being prepared to implode on all fronts - it was trained to play the clown upon the world stage for the entertainment benefit of the Philosopher Kings. The Philosopher Kings had acquired everything by now – they controlled the food, they controlled the energy, they controlled the money that corrupted everything. So they might as well get one great big last laugh out of all those desperate people as they withdrew the food, redirected the energy into their AI server farms, and devalued the money. Because if you own and control all the real stuff in the real world, what good is real money anymore? It was always just a medium for getting control over all the real stuff. And no one will do anything as the clowns destroy it all because the degenerative propaganda and safe and effective vaccines have begun to work so well just as the AI driven financialization of everything kicks in. America gets pushed into poverty as the super-yacht orders reach all-time highs.

But the biggest belly laugh of all comes when everything America’s generational birthright citizens hold sacred and immovable are torn down before them and smashed into a million unrecoverable pieces. Family, God, country, equality of opportunity, happiness and security and purpose in community – they all get destroyed and all at once. Smashed by the inept and vicious clowns put in charge of everything to demolish everything on behalf of the End of History. Leaving everyone who held to family, God, and country to numbly stare into the blank moral abyss before them. Everything held dear is deconstructed and torn down equally and equitably. Everyone gets included and forced into the void, all comers are welcomed to fill the abyss so nothing is dear anymore and everything loses its real value. And from the moral abyss rises twisted and abominable new mores and beliefs of such heinous and unnatural ways that the belief in anything becomes beyond redemption.

But not to worry, the Philosopher Kings have made certain the anti-social media and the “education” system are programmed to fill in this moral abyss on behalf of the progeny of the generational birthright citizenry. And that programming has a plan – completely demoralize the generational birthright citizenry to the point it just lies down and gives up and allows the flood of degeneracy and incompetency to take control over every part of everyone’s lives. Because the purpose of America now is to self-destruct and take everyone and everything down with it. It is just so much cheaper to destroy something slowly from within than with shock and awe from without.

So that abyss got filled with the vilest, most ignoble, crass, inept, and inclusive human detritus that a disintegrating society could muster. And they were celebrated beyond any society that even an ancient Atlantis might muster.

Thus the Philosopher Kings put in the clowns and placed them center stage to whip up one last big deconstructive party just before the AI got switched on and a productive mankind’s denouement began. And the clowns called in the authoritarian comediennes, placing passive-aggressive estrogen everywhere to kick off the final iteration of party like it was 1999. Everyone would have a great time or else. But this time it was a very specific type of party, one that not everyone wanted to be invited to. Because it was a party for those with specific tastes and peculiar inklings, and everyone got dared to not party all in it together. It was a party so vulgar, so obscene, and so ridiculous that it fractured American society at every weak joint and connection. It placed a degenerate societal wedge into every fissure and pounds on it until a chunk of American society broke off. And that party pounded simultaneously on hundreds of micro-fissures, breaking the whole of America into disparate chunks of rubble that could never be reconstructed into its old edifice again.

And the Philosopher Kings could only laugh all the way to their Bitcoin wallets as the AI driven guaranteed profits stood ready to pile up. America got hollowed out a bit more. The productive class had less to produce because fewer people had any money. And the western world marched itself further into Cultural Marxism and the dustbin of history.

This final big party is designed to initially split America into competing camps that naturally and mutually hate one another. The first is the Camp of the Saints – generational birthright citizens who still hold belief in the old American foundational ideals. This camp is routinely plucked up in the prime of youth and disposed of somewhere far afield in the never-ending Endless War, yet they still hold fast to their beliefs in American values and mission. So Endless War gains a steady supply of recruits and a second purpose – to keep the sick party going by eliminating all risk of true revolution on Homeland soil once the true believers realize they are being systematically eliminated to make way for inept freaks and the AI virtual economy. And those generational birthright citizens who are too old to fight and die in the absurd service of Endless War? The AI driven corporate equity plug-in modules have a final solution for them. It need only issue employment termination text messages. Termination selections based not upon performance but rather anti-social media activities and race verification via third party genetic testing databases. An all-seeing AI working in concert with the hate-speech recognition algorithms embedded into smartphones. What better ways to wipe the old social and moral order of America’s productive class than through “Thank You for Your Service”?

The second camp is comprised of those who hold allegiance to their degenerate predilections, ethnic minority status, non-Christian religions, sexual criminality, and dependence upon government above all other American foundational mores and values. It is granted legal protective status and allowed to do as thou wilt with impunity in full public view of the children and grandchildren of the traditionalist camp. And if these traditionalists do not bring their children and grandchildren to join the sick party, the sick party comes to them through anti-social media, Saturday morning cartoons, and the indoctrination within the public “education” system. This “progressive” camp does as it wilt all the time, and does it everywhere, daring everyone to do something about it where the American legal system stands primed ready to immediately pounce upon and severely punish anyone who dares to do anything about it.

And all the degeneracy, incompetency, passive-aggressive hated, and irrationality get rolled up into the great big Our Democracy. Sacred words once uniting and uplifting, now twisted into something destructive, demented, and demoralizing. Words in a long line of debasement like Love, Health Care, Pride, and Justice. Just like “Thank You for Your Service” – there is a finality to them now as they are spoken to your face by the freaks and misfits in charge, always accompanied by an ironic sneer or suppressed smile. A finality whereby democracy means from now on those in the traditionalist camp can do nothing about anything anymore. Thus the translation of Our Democracy into street level English is that there is no more democracy. There is no more voluntary social cohesion. America’s generational birthright citizenry will be erased from the equation that once added up to what was America at its core.

And that is the key to understanding what is happening. America is not comprised of ideals. It is comprised of people who hold to its foundational ideals and are willing to exert their power to keep them in place. The magic trick the Philosopher Kings performed was to get the people openly fighting each other over ideals while the Philosopher Kings secretly fought them all. It is simple divide and conquer where the victory is held up as moral, not as the people’s exercise of political power. Weaken the majority, enervate them to inaction, and then conquer them through perverted morality and never-ending degenerate entertainment. Then divide and conquer the twisted victors. Lather rinse repeat until society is totally atomized and arrives exhausted at the gates of the End of History, ready for the synthesis final solution.

The power does not reside within the ideals, the power is in the people who hold to them. Flesh and bone that is willing to pick up a weapon and defend each other for blood and soil. The ideals are nothing without the people, just lofty words in an old dusty book. That is why the entire history of America since after its 19^th century war of secession was about driving it into irredeemable bankruptcy and into the control of the City of London Corporation to gain control over its people. And since 1871, the American people have unquestioningly provided the London bankers with cannon fodder and factory labor. America’s foundational ideals were necessary back then to justify the foreign combat deaths and millions of toiling lives chained to machines. But a fully financialized modern America with its AI driven virtual economy needs none of this now. There is no more need for foundational ideals. There are no more factories with machines to be changed to. There are fewer and fewer desks to sit at pretending to perform valuable work. The people must now be rendered powerless, and their ideals made so disgusting that neither power nor ideals ever exist again. Because the AI driven virtual economy with its guaranteed profits for a Chosen few can brook no risk if these Chosen are to ascend into gods. People and their ideals represent risk. So both must be eliminated, with just enough remaining for the sick and brutal entertainment of the Philosopher Kings.

One does not become an American just by showing up. It is something cultivated over decades contained within the collective DNA. Get rid of the DNA through mass immigration, degeneracy of Christ, drug addiction, government dependency, entertainment, adulterated food, and vaccine mandates and the Philosopher Kings get rid of We the People. Nothing remains of America afterwards to thwart the End of History after all the central banks are garnered up. All that is left standing is an amorphous legally incorporated shell that exists only as its old archetype within mass media propaganda. A shell empty of spirit and Hope from sea to shining sea comprised of outstretched grabbing brown hands that the Philosopher Kings will deal with accordingly once these multitude if hands have served their purpose.

Our Democracy only serves up America’s demise through hyper-inclusivity and its insistence on equality of outcomes for even the newest of arrivals who possess zero ancestral skin in the American game. It has reached the point where only the exact opposite of democracy - wielded jealously in the tight grip of the productive birthright citizenry - can return America to its original intent. Birthright citizenry with its ancestral thick skin in the American game can no longer just sit by idly as another wave of newcomers - who despise the American birthright citizenry - arrive and suck what marrow remains within the bones from what used to be the fat of the land. The Philosopher Kings have directed the squandering of this surfeit that the birthright citizenry’s forefathers had fought and labored and often died to produce for their future progeny.

But before the bones are gnawed to splinters, the ranks of the Philosopher Kings must not just be overthrown. They must be wiped from the world to a man, woman, and child. They fully intend to do this very same thing to the American birthright citizenry. The vaccines, the intentional national bankruptcy, the forced social decay, and Endless War should have been proof and motivation enough to begin this purge long ago. So long as a single Philosopher King exists, anywhere at any time, one day the Siren Song of equality, equity, and tolerance gets raised again and the degeneration of fully functioning homogeneous society begins anew.

Democracy has to be jettisoned. It was never a foundation ideal to vest every single person residing within America’s borders with an equality of influence. It will be a fight to the death to jettison this inverted democracy so long as the Philosopher Kings have control over America’s conjured fiat money. There will always be democracy so long as Endless War is needed to maintain the pretender king dollar’s global reserve status. There will always be democracy so long as the printing press is key to keeping the wizards of finance in power and control over everything until there are no more wizards, no more Philosopher Kings, and no more pretender king dollar.

There will come the day when money becomes irrelevant because nobody has any. On that day, there are no young men left to slaughter in the battlefields of Endless War because only the autonomous combat robots remain to fight on for a cause no one can remember.

On the day that money dies, there will be no one left who can remember how to make anything. No one will be left who knows how to fix anything. No one can conceive of anything to be made. The last few unvaccinated men are still living who can recall how things were before The Climate Crisis Show went to air.

On that day, there are no more “historically advantaged” people. There are no more historically disadvantaged people. There are no more people with ties to race, culture, or nation. There is no more collective past accomplishment and no more shared future endeavor. There is no more history, forever.

At the End of History, no one has any relations with their fellow man. Humanity exists only as discrete entities, shuffling aimlessly about for no reason save to obey the next climate lockdown, comply with the latest vaccine mandate, or rush to redeem their digital UBI before it expires. Everyone is dependent upon their digital ID on their smartphones. Everyone’s confidant is their AI Digital Buddy assigned to their officially sanctioned social media account. Nothing is confided to real people but trivialities. Everyone who comes in to the future is physically enervated, mentally arrested, psychologically unstable, and only exists at the discretion of the AI algorithms.

Well-fed and robust enforcers keep the social order in check by hunting down and rooting out the healthy and thinking atavists. Hope is absent throughout all the lands, and the lands no longer have names. Nothingness and meaninglessness descend over everything. No one can comprehend that there is nothingness and meaninglessness. Universal ugliness reigns supreme everywhere over everything.

It is out of this nothingness and meaninglessness and ugliness that the new universal religion arises. When meaninglessness is at its apogee, Hope at its nadir, ugliness is everywhere, and Endless War has consumed everything. It is here where the Philosopher Kings will project the holograms skyward to “reveal” the “angels” of mercy who descend upon the ravaged earth. These “angels” arrive to announce the imminent coming of the omnipotent savior, the World King. It is here, during the greatest technical production of wizardry ever conjured – and the last really big show ever needed – that the “angels” proclaim the hitherto unseen Philosopher Kings and their progeny as divine hereditary regents of the World King.

The holographic “angels” proclaim that to best fulfil the merciful and compassionate World King’s desires for humanity, all tattered remaining notions of nation and people and race and religion must submit their fealty to the new global government as per the divine commandment. And first and foremost of these divine commandments, the regal court for global government shall be domiciled in the third temple at Jerusalem. Every type of sovereignty shall dissolve, differences among men eliminated, the discrete self wholly subsumed to the collective, and what remains of individual will shall no longer exist. Because the climate crisis shall continue unabated until the world’s surface temperature returns to balance, and mankind has proven himself incapable of righting this wrong.

That is why the World King must intervene, to return the world to its natural balance. And just like Net Zero, what that natural balance really is, is never revealed. It is only when the climate is in balance shall the World King descend unto the earth to claim his realm and impart his universal peace and magnanimity unto the New Eden of the new Gaia. But in the interregnum, the Philosopher Kings are left alone to interpret just what that natural balance really is.

This “second coming” is broadcast live over official social media channels for the entire world to witness. Those who somehow managed to come in to the future all see it simultaneously. Like The Apollo 11 Show before it, the event is already ingrained deep within the collective unconsciousness. So it must be true as humanity has for generations unconsciously yearned for a rekindling of belief in something. At this point humanity will take any belief, so long as it is shared by others around it. Thus, the final everlasting spell over humanity is cast, and an ossified world is left waiting yet again for the coming of their new World King that never comes. And same as it ever was, humanity is left to wait forever and deal with the regents who rule on behalf of this king that never comes. Humanity waits while the regents dole out their brutal rule in the name of the merciful and loving unseen World King residing somewhere unseen in the heavens above.

So it is here the Philosopher Kings ascend to what the Pharaohs of antiquity could never aspire - possession of an omniscient AI server battery that autonomously commands the directed energy weapons fitted to the predator drones tirelessly circling overhead and ever ready to prosecute their deadly commands. At their right hand stands Righteousness, delivering immediate retributions of precise cleansing laser bursts to the apostate, the infidel, and the transgressor. The world yet again submits to this new spell cast by its ancient bloodline rulers. The Philosopher Kings rule over their world cleansed not only of unbelievers, but devoid of those capable of unbelieving. It is here where the ancient bloodline finally steps out of the shadows to be worshiped as gods as is now right and just. It is here where the Philosopher Kings can finally do as thou wilt - forever. It is here at the End of History where the new eschatology demands the permanent abolition of history. It is here where it is the same as it ever was, anew but forever and always unchanging.

Unless…

Control the food and you control the people. Control the energy and you control the continents. Control the money and you control the world. Control the world and you control the food, the people, and the money.

Control everything and your apotheosis will follow.

And then once you becomes a god, then take the food and energy away all at once and everybody dies all in it together. The gods are left with a world cleansed of human vermin. Nice and sparkling clean. And nobody will do anything about it. Because - it is the will of the god.

But it is only control over the money that matters in a world controlled by artificial intelligence operating within a purely financialized virtual economy. Money is the ultimate efficiency gain when the destruction of civilization is the end goal.

A virtual world benefiting a very few has no need to trade real stuff anymore to generate profits. Why worry and slave over profits in the real world that may or may not materialize no matter how convincing the bar graphs in the quarterly sales forecast? Such a virtual trading world only needs enough energy to transfer bytes of information between server farms to generate AI driven risk-free profits for all eternity for the chosen few. There is no longer the need for energy to smelt iron, pave roads, or ferry workers to what western factories remain as financialization cuts them down one by one.

Less real stuff gets made as virtual profits soar. The lithium ion batteries get redirected to the front line drones and autonomous combat robots sent to the front lines of Endless War to destroy what is left of the vigorous and healthy male populations whose existence threaten the flow of endless AI driven profits. And all the while the television screams how everyone has never had it better.

In a finite “public utility” electric grid serving a swelling unemployed population, the limited energy will be rationed and siphoned off to feed “productive” endeavors like data farming, Bitcoin mining, and trading platforms that can grant all the riches of the conjured world within nanoseconds. And this risk-free world of guaranteed trading profits cannot tolerate the hyperinflationary risks presented by real people who aren’t absolutely controlled all of the time. People are just unnecessary cost and intolerable risk when entered into the calculus of the purely financialized AI driven virtual trading economy.

It is one thing to exert total control over a population. It is another thing to get that population to believe that total control can be exercised over it with absolute impunity. It is something different to get a population to bow down before its self-proclaimed leaders and worship them as a god.

So those costs and risks have to be eliminated to ensure the eternal flows of virtual trading profits are 100% guaranteed - forever. There must be zero risk in this new virtual zero sum game where there is no longer a need for when every night all the men come around and lay their money down. Because in the ultimate rigged game, none of the men who come around will have any money and will be turned away at the door.

Welcome to The Climate Crisis Show. Welcome to the Anthropocene. Welcome my son, welcome to the killing machine.

So welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. We’re so glad you could attend. Come inside! Come inside!

Welcome to the Killing Joke.

And what better thing is there that a newly deified god can do with an AI driven world he fully controls than to methodically destroy it to eliminate all cost and risk to himself? Besides, it is just so much more fun to destroy a world in under 10 years than to spend one boring century after another building one from the ground up.

So the new self-proclaimed gods got busy destroying the world with their Agenda 2030 and Net Zero nonsense. And the key to destroying the world was to finally garner up those last central banks, get every nation in the world beholden to the pretender king dollar, and then fire up the hyperinflation once the AI driven virtual economy and its guaranteed profits were up and running with everyone but a Chosen few locked out of the sick joke forever.

It wasn’t the climate crisis that was going to kill everyone. The Philosopher Kings were going to kill everyone with money.

And the Philosopher Kings grew hungry and impatient for the perpetual human blood sacrifice upon an altar of anthropogenic climate change. The new gods had developed a refined taste for the burnt offerings of long pig. And they wanted their long pig and wanted to eat it out in the open now.

The Climate Crisis Show is designed to give the Philosopher Kings their Trifecta of control over humanity so they can turn around and destroy it. Only with humanity maintained under 500,000,000 in perpetual balance with nature can the Philosopher Kings eliminate the costs and risks embodied in all those people who jeopardize the AI driven virtual trading economy in the purely financialized world. So the Philosopher Kings set their sights on absolute control over absolutely everything – everything physical, everything moral, everything mental, and everything spiritual. And with absolute control, everything that mattered could be absolutely debased.

So the Philosopher Kings set about to destroy humanity’s physical health with adulterated foods and vaccine mandates. They set about to degenerate mankind and invert it against nature while claiming they were bringing it closer to nature. They set about to drive societies insane with their endless streams of anti-social media negativity and perversion. They set about to demoralize nations so they would never realize the overwhelming numbers they possessed in relation to their oppressors. Because anything other than absolute control over absolutely everything in the purely financialized AI driven virtual trading economy would not do.

So humanity with all its cost and risk and irrational decision making that lies beyond the capabilities of the fuzzy logic algorithms can no longer be allowed to exist in a purely financialized world. Humanity is the carbon that is slated for elimination by 2030.

Control the air. Control the water. Control the soil. Control the sunshine. Control the genome. Then systematically poison each in the magical fight against anthropogenic climate change. And buy up the South Pacific islands beyond the reach of the poisons and 5g bandwidths and hordes of confused and starving unemployed people.

Because once everything everywhere is contaminated with an inescapable pollution, the Philosopher Kings can finally gain control over the numbers of people. Because billions of people cannot be maintained in perpetual balance with a world that has been poisoned on all fronts. Logistic limit must be achieved by 2030 and from there population collapse can ensue. And it is only with population collapse and its disintegrating supply chains in a world that is mutually dependent upon trading real stuff can the final solutions contained within the End of History be presented to what remains of the world’s people and once the big beautiful EULA is signed, humanity’s numbers will never again increase.

And almost all of those who do manage to come in to the future will be the product of this careful breeding. They will be a race of undifferentiated physically deformed slaves whose sole purpose will be to serve the fickle and violent tastes of those progeny Chosen to be in on the joke.

Control all thought. Control all emotion. Control all beliefs. Control all perception. Then systematically reduce each to a mere handful. Further reduce that handful until there is not one spontaneous thought, authentic emotion, lasting belief, or true perception remaining to the individual. Humanity gets reduced to a domesticated animal state where it cannot comprehend the millions of death occurring all around them in the climate crisis slaughterhouse. All of humanity’s behaviors and actions become predictable because they are all scripted and prompted by external stimuli emanating from the AI driven, government mandated, anti-social media algorithms. So the imperfect fuzzy logic is no longer needed, complexity within the AI control grid is significantly reduced, and another efficiency gain gets ticked off on a behavioral conditioning key performance indicator.

With absolute control humanity is entirely reactive and devoid of foresight, guided solely by the autonomous programming. And once the Philosopher Kings achieve control over everything, they are unfettered to abuse humanity’s remnants because humanity will no longer possess a soul. With a vastly depopulated humanity, where hundreds of millions – neigh, billions – have disappeared - there are fewer left to resist. Those who remain can no longer comprehend resistance because it has been eliminated from their genome. Resistance becomes the ultimate sin against humanity’s human gods.

The critical step in eliminating all resistance is to send all the fighting fit men of spirit to their graves in the trenches of the Endless War. Heroes they will be called, until there are no more ranks from which to draw new heroes. And a world without heroes is a world without Hope. With Hope vanquished, the Philosopher Kings can then deal with the Nexus accordingly as its utility expires, and then do with the hapless survivors scattered about as they please. Then the Philosopher Kings can reign as true illuminated sovereigns, devoid of empathy, compassion, and sentiment. They can finally and openly do as thou wilt just as thou pleases. They can determine logic and reason, no matter how illogical and unreasonable their dictates. They can complete the Great Inversion of everything where all that is unnatural becomes natural, and all that is natural becomes abomination. They can ascend to the ranks of gods to establish the Golden Age of Lucifer, and accomplish in mere decades what the mighty Pharaohs could only imagine over centuries.

At the End of History there is no more need for The Killing Joke because the reign of death, misery, deprivation, and abject depravity becomes the natural way of the new inverted world. No one is left who can remember that things were not always as they are. No one remains who has not been told ten thousand times that things have always been as they are and have never been better. Evil goes into artificial intelligence autopilot. So many have died that the continuity with history is severed. Those who manage to come in to the future pray to the gods of illumination who reply that things as they are indeed just and righteous. Humanity’s instinct to fight and survive have been bred out of it with mRNA genome upgrades combined with the religion of Mother Earth and her delicate and fragile climate that superfluous humans throw out of balance. And Mother Earth demands balance, so the old ways of the disciples of Moloch return to exercise their craft and humanity calls them medical doctors. The neoconservatives, the new Nexus, the facilitators and enforcers - all are irrelevant and no longer needed as their work is done. Thank you for your service is the new kiss of death. Even The Joker himself must be retired as the joke on humanity now just writes itself.

So the new Nexus got to work conjuring the American Dream into the power of nightmares. Everything one did led to humanity’s inescapable and imminent demise. Drive to work and the oceans flood the coastal cities. Barbeque some hamburgers and kill the crops. Eat red meat and the planet boils. One’s very existence became the culpable deaths of everyone. The Philosopher Kings had to conjure up a mass climate insanity to get the people to fill the theater of the absurd. Humanity had to pay a heavy toll to make the nightmares go away. And that toll was the programmable Carbon Dollar with its digital ID.

But the global warming nightmare is just another punch line in the sick joke conjured up to force something onto a credulous America that would never accept it outside of an staged televised crisis. Global warming is the thesis put forth to finally push those remaining Americans who come unawares in to the future into the occult synthesis of the End of History. The Climate Crisis Show is a spectacular magic act no different from the others that preceded it. Each show has an objective hidden from its television viewing audience. The Apollo 11 Show gave the world a man bouncing across the moon but was really about getting those ICBMs. The Osama bin Laden Show went to air with planes crashing into buildings but was really about getting the Endless War up and running forever. The Covid-19 Show gave the world Chinese people stumbling through the streets and falling over dead on the spot but was in reality a reality TV show to stamp out global demand for stuff and dampen the hyperinflation arising out of The Mother of All Money Grabs. The wizards play the world like a violin, and the world dances to the songs they hear.

No matter how consensual The Science™ gets, no matter how many “experts” are bought off to sign off on to the bottom line of yet another dire climate warning, the real global warming action all happened some 11,600 years ago long before the first drops of fossil fuel were internally combusted. It was here in the waning years of the Pleistocene, at the end of the Younger Dryas, coincident with the extreme of the Milankovitch cycle, where temperatures on the earth’s northern hemisphere rose some 15 – 18 °F over a mere 200 year span. And after another 1,600 years elapsed, the real global warming had ended long before Sumer built its first ziggurat.

The hidden truth in the big joke is that for the last 10,000 years the earth has in reality been gradually cooling. But if an “expert” dissects the data the right way, he can find some oscillations in the noise that give the appearance of a menacing upward temperature “trend”. And if those data are limited, and these limited data further parsed, then statistically cleaned, the “expert” can then exclaim that the world just experienced its hottest day on record. And it is true when that record only goes back to 1880. Given that The Science™ tells us that the earth is some 4.5 billion years old, such exclamations amounts to a literary critique of a 1,000 page tome by examining the period at the end of the final sentence.

But global warming was a hyperbole that got packaged up, marketed out, and blamed on an “educated” America that had never read a book on historical geology. The Science™ got to work fabricating a commonality from the sparse and parsed and cleansed data linking America’s demand for stuff to the weather so to conjure up the collective guilt necessary to link the global warming thesis to its human antithesis and achieve that synthesis of an earth cleansed of most everybody at the End of History.

Americans had to be the root cause of the world’s demise in a circular logic of calls for never ending deprivation and self-immolation while the Philosopher Kings prosecuted their Endless War in the race against hyperinflation. So every hot day was conjured into climate change. Every week without rain was conjured into climate crisis. Every month with too much rain was conjured into climate chaos. Every tornado, every eroded sea cliff, every dry river bed everywhere was conjured into America’s fault.

Every year of selfish collective inaction was conjured into yet another wasted opportunity to save humanity and the world. And the world could only be saved at this point by killing America with the Green New Deal and its trillions in government subsidies funneled into the New Nexus venture capital firms. War, waste, Wall Street, and welfare had to continue unabated as America died another day in the race against hyperinflation and crossed that End of History finish line.

But there had to be a magic ingredient that tied the weather to necessary human activity. So despite the axiom that correlation is not causation, The Science™ turned to a leap of faith and found something that industrialized society could not avoid producing save once it was dead and decomposed. And humanity producing that something in large quantities just happened to coincide not only with the start of the sparse temperature data, but also with the beginning of the Second Industrial Revolution. So voilà! The Science™ had the consensus it was paid to formulate and their consensus conveniently fit the noise in the sparse and parsed and cleansed data.

And once the scattered climate simulations were creatively history matched in lockstep, global warming was “found” to be entirely due to industrialized man’s production of the trace gas carbon dioxide. Forget about the sun and its variable radiation output. Forget about the Van Allen belt and its current weakening. Forget about the Milankovitch cycles. Forget about Operation Fishbowl and its coincidence with the start of warming across the sparse data. Forget about that only nighttime temperatures are rising within the sea of heat absorbing concrete surrounding the measurement instrumentation.

Forget that the temperature measurement instruments and methods have varied over the sparse data. There is no escaping the emission of carbon dioxide in an industrialized society, so humanity cannot escape blame for the global warming and planetary destruction of its own selfish creation.

The Science™ had humanity cornered. And it had specifically painted the United States into a specially designed inescapable corner. All the American people had to do now to destroy themselves was to trust The Science™ just one last time. The Science™ that had served the Philosopher Kings well during The Covid-19 Show had found a great big “gotcha” with which to bludgeon America into compliance with its own demise through an accelerated and systematic deindustrialization. To save the planet, one had to trust The Science™ and its sparse and parsed and cleansed data fed into its manipulated climate models. The esteemed academics of The Science™ had formed the consensus that nothing short of the Green New Deal would save humanity from itself. And to comply with their Net Zero demands America had to be transformed into a country that not only made absolutely nothing of substance, but was thereafter incapable of making anything anymore except Endless War and mounting debts – forever, until any recollection of an America vanished at the End of History.

The Green New Deal would turn America, the greatest productive power that the world has ever produced, into mere essence, a facsimile of itself that existed only as a pure and abstract template in the realm of thought. But the real America, the America of substance that existed on the ground, would disintegrate into chaos and violence as its citizens clung to Hope and their pure and perfect abstract template of what they conceived America to still be. And that pure and perfect template – that too would vanish at the End of History, never to be reconstructed ensuring the permanent rule of the Philosopher Kings.

So when the book is closed on American industrialization, and absolutely nothing gets produced anymore, and everyone is dependent upon the conjuring for their very lives, those people sitting around staring at their smartphones, with their bellies growling as they await their next digital UBI installment - when the chips are down, these civilized people, they’ll eat each other.

And that is the whole purpose of The Climate Crisis Show – it is the final spell that lures America to destroy itself as its non-productive inhabitants scramble to garner unto themselves the dwindling supply of stuff for which they feel entitled to possess. And the sooner America produces nothing, and the more expensive that growing supply of nothing gets, the faster the chips go down and these civilized people start eating each other. Throw in an extra 200 million uncivilized new “Americans” and their hungry expectant bellies pouring across the open American borders, throngs of hopeful people with their eyes fixated on the free stuff but their hearts having no connection to America or its history, and it all devolves quickly into conflagration when the expected stuff never materializes.

It is at that point where all those paragraphs contained within the USA Patriot Act (2001) are fully activated against what little remains of the America’s productive class. One day the productive class are making stuff and watching football games, the next day they are environmental criminals, procedural felons, reporting malefactors, equity offenders, and spewers of illegal hate – all new brands of crime minted to fill up the FEMA camps and ensure there is no demand for anything and hyperinflation is held at bay. As the economic chaos rises and the camps fill up, nothing gets produced except those things needed to prosecute Endless War.

Because all those camps and their impenetrable perimeter fencing were built for a reason. There could never have been that many terrorists. The camps were built for the day that would eventually arrive. The day when the hyperinflation came. The camps stand ready from sea to shining sea to collect up the remnants of the American productive class to ensure that when the hyperinflationary chips are down, America makes absolutely nothing. The camps were built for the day after, when demand for everything is infinite but supply for anything is zero. The camps get filled up to ensure that Endless War and its AI driven profits for a Chosen few continue in its march towards a noble Net Zero and its nice and sparkling clean End of History where those Chosen few rule as false gods over the financialized world.

But then, Net Zero is just the mask of communism, placed in front of the façade of Zionism, behind which hides the End of History. And within these lies lie the eternal permanent reign of the divine Philosopher Kings ruling over the Chosen in the Golden Age of Lucifer.

And there lies the occult semantic joke behind the Net Zero indeterminacy – net zero what, exactly? It is a net zero productivity giving rise to net zero Hope leading to net zero people who are left that possess the spirit to fight against the climate hyperbole mad spell. Everything gets destroyed efficiently with Net Zero. Everything implodes cheaply and uniformly with Net Zero. The hyperinflation is held at bay for a little bit longer with Net Zero as the demand side destruction progresses. Endless War gets prosecuted unabated as Net Zero allocates and consumes all remaining resources to its destructive cause. The dominoes fall in synchronicity with Net Zero never to be placed upright again. Net Zero devours everything and everybody and puts everybody and everything all in it together. Net Zero is the equitable and inclusive distribution of the destruction of everything save one thing – the power and control over humanity held tightly by the Philosopher Kings. Net Zero gets the Philosopher Kings their highest return on investment when everyone is compelled by the wizardry to willingly destroy themselves and each other.

Net Zero is the highest return on investment when that investment metric is power. Net Zero is what comes as the Endless War garners up its last central bank and the finance of the entire world is held hostage within the grabbing hands of a very few. The Climate Crisis Show is the whipping boy that gets blamed when those very few who control the fake fiat monies of the world implode those monies all at once. Everything gets blamed on the climate, the people beg for solutions, and the only solution on offer is the Net Zero final solution.

The Philosopher Kings had invested the previous 250 years assiduously driving man off its productive agricultural land and into the barren cities. They corralled up man, domesticate him, and deprived him of productive self-sufficiency. Thus was the process whereby modern “man” was transformed into “mankind” – a servile animal trained to operate machinery. This migration from farm to city was the true alienation from the means of production. Man heard this Siren song, left the uncertainty of his harvest, and fell into the certainty of the ubiquitous rentier and creditor. Man moved to the cities and became mankind, and mankind entered a new state of bondage with its mass dependence upon the magic of conjured money to obtain things that man no longer created as an individual.

So at its core, usury is socialism, that vehicle whereby an independent and uncooperative free man is corralled into cities, lost to the masses, and becomes a docile and obedient dependent mankind. And it is here whereby a dependent mankind becomes socialist, and socialism requires usury to create a society whereby the individual contributes only partially to value creation. Nothing gets created now without collective effort, without a collective society in existence. So when both the money and society are degenerated, nothing can be produced because all an individual contributes is a step in the partial creation of stuff. Thus, socialism is a necessary prerequisite to the End of History as the End of History requires societal collapse to be achieved. And it is only through this total interconnected dependence of a docile and obedient mankind can society be effectively collapsed.

Once this socialist mankind became alienated from its means of production, money was conjured up so the newly minted mankind could obtain the necessities of life from the barren cities. And so the usurer-wizard was born to provide conjure money to create the socialism which maintained mankind’s dependency and alienation. Money became the all-consuming intermediary of everything, as mankind now no longer set out to make those things it needed, but instead went out in a single-minded search of money so to acquire those things it needed. The needed thing gave way to the intermediary. And when this search for money became all-consuming for the urban mankind, the usurer-wizards became all-powerful over mankind.

But the majority of mankind was unproductive. And if conjured money usury was to exist, it needed socialism. And if the usurer-wizard was to become all-powerful, it needed everyone in the cities, dependent and all in it together. But the usurer-wizard needed the aggregate real losses in this socialist society to be borne by somebody other than themselves. So the losses were borne in conjured money, which was in itself worthless so there were in reality no losses at all. The great magic trick was getting these false losses to reside within the mind of a socialist mankind, to exist within the obligations that stuck in the heads of the productive and honest so to keep them producing and supporting the unproductive. Real things were never lost, they were created and merely transferred to the wizard-usurer lien holders.

These obligations residing within the mind were the methods by which the usurer garnered up the real things unto himself without expending any labor himself. To keep the socialism going and prevent true revolution, fake occupations had to be created and well-remunerated. Welfare was created to provide the means of existence to those who were truly incapable of providing for themselves. To convince the productive they must bear the burden of this welfare, human rights were invented. And regularly scheduled wars had to be prosecuted to clear out many of the nations of their young, fighting fit patriotic men who presented an existential threat to the socialist-usury basis of society.

These losses – which are losses of only worthless chits of paper - would not be borne by the usurer, but rather sucked from productive labor in the socialist society. Thus all systemic power has been the evolution of this condition whereby the aggregate losses of a socialist society are borne solely by the labor of its productive members. The productive are trapped between communism / revolution on the left, and oligarchy / conservatism on the right as neither right nor left will disavow conjured money and the socialism required to keep its magic spell going. All ideology is depend upon the transfer of productivity gains from the productive to the unproductive. It is the great inversion of everything that should hold true in a state of nature.

So a fledgling Nexus had grown and flourished that had used this conjured money to gain supply control over those things mankind now produced collectively yet no longer possessed. Free men everywhere were in reality slaves who did not possess that which they produced, most occupations produced nothing in a socialist society, and life itself was doled out not by the early spring rains upon the planted fecund fields, but by installment plans accruing interest.

But a small productive class was crucial to the Philosopher Kings in these formative years of industrialization, where the power of supply was supplanted by the power of money conjured up by financial magicians so to acquire control over those who created that supply. There was no escaping credit if one aspired to produce stuff, and there had to be a shining example of what fealty to the creditors could achieve in material terms. The bulk of mankind had to be kept laboring away for mere chits of paper exchanged to cover interest payments. But there had to be Hope that one’s pointless labors could someday lead to some great reward in terms of more and better stuff. And it was this productive class that created the new things for which mankind aspired to acquire and it was these new things that kept Hope going in a world growing devoid of religion and social purpose. And a Hope that kept going kept credit creation growing. The more credit grew, the further mankind was pushed into dependence upon it as prices outran wages, and where the things of least value to have transformed into the things of most value to acquire.

But that day would eventually arrive when the inflation became so onerous that wages could never keep up. It was here at inflation’s point of no return – the transition into hyperinflation – where the wage laborers lose Hope for that better tomorrow of more and more stuff. They down tools in droves, and concede that their mad race to “prosperity” is forever lost. And this is when the whole edifice built up over those 250 years breaks – when the center cannot hold, and things fall apart. When Hope for a better tomorrow vanishes and the old spell dissolves, and millions of Americans must be replaced with tens of millions of newly minted “Americans” ready to embrace the vacuous Hope of acquiring more and more stuff. But the baseline for the new “Americans” are lower, so it is easier and cheaper and more cost effective to kindle and keep this Hope alive just long enough to push the whole rotten thing across the End of History finish line.

Thus a new form of Hope is desperately needed with its brand new spell if the Philosopher Kings are ever going to gain absolute power and total control over all mankind. So the old spell of Hope cast over the individual for a better tomorrow is being replace with the new Hope for the collective survival of humanity with its starring role in The Climate Crisis Show. And in order for humanity to survive, the individual and his millennial old ways must perish.

Industrialization and its conjured fiat money had served the Philosopher Kings well. But both had reached their use-by date on August 15^th, 1971 as they had begun to elevate too many average Americans out of their work-slavery condition. Nationalism, religious morality, unity of culture, and great destructive wars of ideals - the raison d’être of American society had always fallen into line to unknowingly serve the wizardry of finance. But what took these Philosopher Kings 250 years to create, they would dismantle over the next 50 years in nothing short of a recreation of the Eastern Mediterranean Bronze Age collapse. A wholly dependent socialist mankind would not survive the shock to the supply chain and everything will get blamed on carbon dioxide. Mankind will have to die and resurrect as mere servile toys of the Philosopher Kings in order to be “saved” from carbon dioxide. There was even a lofty academic name created for this collective suicide – anthropogenic climate change. Who could ever argue with terms one could not understand? One must trust The Science™ one is told, over and over again ad nauseam until one no longer feels ill.

Mankind had become the greatest threat to humanity. Net Zero would permanently “solve” its dilemma.

But why would the Philosopher Kings destroy the great bulk of humanity? Because it could. That is the greatest power in the world, the ability to both create and destroy. It is the Will to Power. One cannot prove oneself all powerful unless one can create, then destroy that creation, only to then create again from the ashes left behind. To become gods one must be both the architect and the demolition crew.

That is The Killing Joke. Its punch line is most of mankind not only dies, but so too does its spirit. When the spirit is driven out of man, he reverts back to an animal. And the End of History will assure he remains an animal forever.

But in the meantime, The Climate Crisis Show continues. Because the future is now.

When enough of the developed world switches over to the digital Carbon Dollar, The Killing Joke can begin in earnest.

The programmable digital Carbon Dollar is humanity’s Rubicon. It provides the ultimate inescapable form of coercion tied to a personal vaccination record, carbon footprint allocation, and social credit score. Each feature of this digital prison is imposed not to ameliorate the climate, but to fix the bugs of hyperinflation.

And humanity here is the insect to be eradicated.

Every sentence uttered and printed about the “climate crisis” is an excuse to squash the demand driven side of real economics before the pretender king dollar dies his slow death from debt issuance devaluation. None of the insanity at this point is about saving the planet from a trace gas that forms the basis of photosynthesis. The climate insanity is conjured up to preserve the wizardry over money. It is just another in a long line of magic spells conjured up so the Philosopher Kings can retain the power they have accumulated through 250 years of financial sorcery. But once these Philosopher Kings possess a programmable digital Carbon Dollar - made possible by the Trojan horse universal digital ID loaded into a smartphone – everyone’s money can be controlled by an omniscient AI. That all-seeing AI that will be programmed to select the losers in a vaccine extermination program. And those who refuse to go along with the vaccination schedule joke will find that all their digital money has vanished like magic and they will not die suddenly, but slowly through deprivation and starvation.

Once Our Democracy has locked in its Tyranny of the 51% - that coalition of dead voters, welfare dependents, illegal aliens, radical leftists, government employees, assorted deviants, beltway elites, and climate crisis true believer lunatics – it will be a simple matter of using legislative prerogative to get the remaining holdouts marching in lockstep into the new AI driven depopulation system. Because – that’s democracy. Everyone goes down with the ship of state all in it together.

When “the American people” now speak, they will demand the 49% be forced to use the digital money that the 51% have no choice but use because - equity. Paper money by now will all but disappear out of circulation due to hoarding, a situation no different from how freshly printed $2 bills vanish. Paper money becomes the domain of the black markets and their unregulated carbon emissions. So noncompliance becomes the premise upon which paper money is criminalized. Those who continue to release unregulated carbon outside their allotted footprints are associated with “Eco-terrorism”, reclassified within the Book of Law as “sponsors of terrorism”, and sentenced by the hundreds of thousands to hefty “climate re-education” programs meted out by punitive environmental courts. No independent behavior is tolerated outside of what the programmable digital carbon dollar allows. Because – everyone under the burning sun is all in this together. Forever.

Until a vaccine and sudden death do us part.

Enforcement of this self-immolating climate ethic through one’s ever declining personal carbon footprint will be easy. The all-seeing AI allocates everyone under the sun a monthly fixed amount of “carbon credits” and no more, because – equality and such. But certain super-rich, super-important people and their celebrity friend who have Chosen themselves to control the AI can apply to that same AI for a carbon exemption covering private jets and super-yachts. And “historically disadvantaged” groups are more equal than others in this Great Reset, so they are granted a few extra credits depending upon the algorithmically calculated quantity of systemic oppression their ancestors suffered under the codified public health emergency of structural racism.

The Science™ will be heavily involved in the carbon credit allocation scheme. Its variegated panels of esteemed academics – including numerous panels focused on restorative justice - determine the carbon value attached to every possible thing that can be consumed. These carbon values are a tally of the estimated full-lifecycle carbon emitting inputs needed to produce and distribute some unit of stuff. It is the supply chain equivalent of the abstraction of undifferentiated social labor, but where carbon outputs replace labor inputs. Things that The Science™ are told to motivate humanity towards, like cricket protein and virtual reality, are determined to have low carbon outputs. In contrast, things that The Science™ are told to motivate humanity away from, like meat and electricity, are determined to have high carbon outputs. And that high carbon output stuff will cost more carbon credits, so societal behaviors migrate away from what was once a low cost activity in the paper money world, to those remaining low cost activities in the brave new world of the programmable digital Carbon Dollar.

It’s all totally above board they will swear because – we must trust The Science™.

Member of groups officially deemed by the AI as “historically privileged” – a single element set comprised of male, Caucasian, Christian, cisgender, heterosexuals devoid of physical or mental defects – this one group is strongly encouraged to transfer some of their monthly allocated carbon credits into a general equity pool periodically distributed to random members residing within the extensive official list of “historically disadvantaged” peoples. In return for these voluntary contributions, these altruists receive praise on official social media channels and the AI will recommend that the “historically disadvantaged” leave them in peace for now until the equity pool drops below some predefined level.

The programmable digital Carbon Dollar will come with a use-it-or-lose-it expiry date where redemptions are limited over a specified period of time. It is a perpetual “limited time offer” so where those who do not act quickly and impulsively will see many of their credits vanish without redemption. Thus, “wealth” can never again be accumulated, nor will ostentatious consumption pursued, so an equality of unfulfilled desires will descend over all of society save for the super-rich who control the carbon credit allocation AI.

Work becomes futile once the ambition of accumulating wealth is crushed. The supply of goods dries up when the ambition to produce evaporates. So with ambition gone and no stuff anywhere to acquire, hyperinflation gets brought under control and the Endless War can continue funded by extraction from the wholly controlled AI virtual “economy”. But bonus carbon credits can be earned for officially sanctioned activities, like decommissioning one’s functioning automobile, reporting illegal outdoor barbecues to the local climate authorities, and receiving medically induced sterilization. Crime becomes the only avenue to fulfill ambition, desire, and compulsion but there is hardly anything to steal other than the dignity of others. So crime becomes the domain of the psychopath and lunatic, and they come to eventually rue the real world unopposed.

Everything that breaks lies perpetually in disrepair.Soon all that is broken begins to decay.Weeds sprout from the widening cracks that run through the asphalt parking lots of crumbling strip malls.The forced return to nature begins as everyone is forced to die.

Because the digital Carbon Dollar can’t be all rainbows and unicorns. There is still a humanity out there to equitably depopulate before the hyperinflation sets in. So one morning after a particularly bad CPI print, America wakes up and is informed via official anti-social media channels that The Science™ has discovered our 4.543 billion year old earth’s average surface temperature has increased 0.25° Celsius over the trend established during the last 150 years where records exist. It is, yet again, truthfully the hottest year on record.

The Science™ will say yet again that they have formed another consensus and the science is settled that unless drastic collective action is immediately taken, within 5 years humanity faces certain and unavoidable extinction. Therefore, the esteemed academic panels have determined, based upon the latest climate simulation models – models that combine creative history matching to suspect data – the esteemed academics have determined that a further 10% reduction in global carbon emission is the only sustainable solution to humanity’s survival. The world must yet again accelerate into Net Zero balance and only that may possibly save mankind from carbon spewing mass suicide.

And the operative word is always “possibly”. These same climate simulation models, now coupled to cutting-edge pandemic predictive Python script extensibilities, reliably conclude that a newly mutated viral variant will appear due to the increased global temperature. Scientific unanimity leaves The Science™ no choice but mandate all Americans not only reduce their personal carbon footprint (again), but also receive a newly formulated dose of Safe and Effective produced and distributed at ultra-warp speed specifically tailored to the genome of a “historically privileged” group that the AI has slated to die suddenly. And the people will still line up for another round of IQ Test Russian Roulette played with syringes since every participant receives his choice of either a free 3-ounce bag of mealworm protein or 1-hour of free smartphone pornography with every vaccine dose.

There will be a dearth of everything in the New Normal of Net Zero, but vaccines will be plentiful and always available.

And so it goes, year after year, one never ending vaccine after another in a never ending climate crisis in the relentless struggle against hyperinflation. A world continually on the brink between environmental and financial calamities. One hot summer and there goes 10% of one’s programmable digital Carbon Dollars and it’s suddenly food versus electricity decision time (again). A breezy mild summer, and there goes 5% because the esteemed academic panels at The Science™ have determined through their assiduous analysis of data that the tepid weather is indisputable proof that all those carbon emission reductions are working.

Heads they win, tails you lose. Same as it ever was.

In this programmable digital Carbon Dollar hellscape, hyperinflation gets hidden within a broad and all-encompassing range of “environmental surcharges” and “atmospheric remediation taxes”. Carbon emitting activity becomes humanity’s ultimate sin and gets endlessly vilified across all official anti-social media channels. Normal and common behaviors are ostracized and taxed and penalized to the point where they are pushed underground and practiced away from the forest of carbon compliance sensor arrays. Value Added Taxes relentlessly increase but become morally justified when transformed into Carbon Added Taxes. People do without electricity so they can afford to buy earthworm cakes or meat grown in a vat from the immortal cellular progeny of Henrietta Lacks. Privately owned cars litter the roadsides once they reach their monthly mileage allotments and their mandated GPS disables them mid-journey. The promised lithium carbonate supply chain gets commandeered to power up the autonomous battlefield robots and swarms of aerial suicide drones, so as gasoline gets phased out no one can travel anywhere of significant distance. All that lithium gets commandeered for the Endless War and what with the lack of batteries for electric cars, the promised Energy Transformation never materializes. And because no one has any energy due to forced malnutrition, the 15 Minute City becomes a reality because 15 minutes is about as long as one can sustain walking.

Society finally gives up on those flying electric cars they were promised. There is nothing inexpensive to do anymore. People just sit and stare at their smartphones absorbing official propaganda and pornography. Everything screams about how great everything is because there are finally enough meal worms to go around. The collective vigor of the nation drains away as its nutritive quality and calorie intake decline. There is no point in ambition anymore. UBI gets rolled out and the permanent poverty rolls in. The 60% unemployment rate gets hidden by statistical juggling, seasonal adjustments, and a birth-death ratio heavily skewed towards death. The Endless War rages far afield unnoticed. And all the while Safe and Effective quietly does its work to effect a permanent solution to the pandemic of hyperinflation.

No one can afford to raise children so abortion becomes the rule rather than the exception. Population replacement begins to collapse, exacerbated by young men who cannot earn a living and resign themselves to conscription into the front lines of Endless War. And when these young men reach these front lines, they are quickly mowed down by the AI driven autonomous battlefield robots before their military mandated vaccines can take effect, only to be replaced by the next mass of conscripts.

But the “historically disadvantaged” are granted exemptions from military service because – systemic racism and all that jive. With most of the “historically privileged” eliminated, those people who manage to come into the future devolve into a haphazard amalgam of uncategorized mulattoes devoid of historical and cultural connections to anything. All connections to blood and soil get erased. The new “Americans” become a blank slate to be programmed into anything via anti-social media with its 30 second video feeds. The population collapse justifies importing more “workers” who immediately get handed smartphones, conscripted into UBI, and fully enrolled into Our Democracy. And these imported “workers” have one job – to form the voting block that ensures Endless War is perpetually sanctioned by the “American” people and they do that job very well so long as the UBI keeps flowing out and new “workers” keep flooding in.

Endless War ensures the hyperinflation rages on. Hyperinflation ensures the AI virtual “economy” becomes virtual reality. The AI virtual reality ensures the universal digital ID is imposed upon everyone. And the universal digital ID ensures a Great Reset of humanity. And it can all only work in unison until the End of History is achieved if it is all placed together under the big black umbrella of The Killing Joke.

The hyperinflation set to a permanent simmer keeps the never ending climate crisis boiling. And, this never ending climate crisis on a running boil keeps a dying pretender king dollar barely alive long enough so the End of History can remain in sight for yet another day. Day in, and day out, until the day arrives when there is no collective recollection of why the world is as it is. The chaos, strife, oppression, and deprivations all seem normal by this time. The slate of history gets wiped clean, and like the ancient Egyptians, what remains of humanity cannot remember a day when it did not bow down to worship the Philosopher Kings as gods among men.

One’s carbon credits will only be retained through compliant behaviors linked to a social credit score. “Freedom” now demands consistent and unwavering obedience to the latest “suggestions” and “nudges” from panels of esteemed “experts” spewing consensus on every possible subject. Everyone is assigned to a local “Carbon Team” - small locally contiguous “micro-communities” whose collective retention of their carbon credits depends upon team adherence to assigned de-carbonization metrics. To bolster team performance, diversity is sprinkled throughout every Carbon Team and the home address of non-compliant member made available to this enriching element.

So long as one does not stray from the approved social behaviors and goes above and beyond to reduce their personal carbon footprint, one stands a chance (no promises) of retaining most of their carbon credits provided that the earth’s surface temperature stops increasing. Society become fixated with monitoring its carbon credit allotment, and it curates its social credit scores like former generations did when it pored over their 401k portfolios. Society’s all-pervasive anti-social media gossip revolves around the latest set of published climate data and world temperature trends.

The election process degenerates into competitions between celebrity-endorsed, diametrically opposed, AI generated candidates that with every election cycle more and more resemble cartoon characters. Social media behavioral influence algorithms ensure all newly arrived and quickly naturalized “Americans” vote for the “recommended” virtual candidates using the election app on their .gov provided smartphones. Voting for all the “recommended” candidates automatically takes these new “American” voters to another .gov smartphone app where they can easily enroll in UBI and find Section-8 housing. Our Democracy with its continuous surveillance tied to digital carbon credits progresses to where “voting” is a broader exercise in weeding out the incorrigible among the remaining “historically privileged” native born citizenry who have somehow managed to not only stay out of the FEMA camps, but also not be beaten to death by crazed mobs of diversity.

Before The Covid-19 Show emergency broadcast went to air, America was rapidly fragmenting into diverse pools of have-nots ruled over by a rarefied bloodline that effortlessly accumulated massive sums of conjured money unto themselves. Then The Climate Crisis Show went to air to accelerate this fragmentation and money accumulation with the increasing power that that fragmented America and accumulating money accumulated. This final media production’s purpose was to complete the disintegration of the American people into discrete single-point have-nothings who spent their nasty, brutish, and short drug-fueled lives jealously curating and guarding their anti-social media lives. But someone had to survive Safe and Effective, they couldn’t completely cleanse the earth of the unilluminated. Because without anyone waking up bankrupt and homeless in the land that their forefathers conquered, there could be no system to oppress those ruled over. There can be no king without a kingdom, and without the pretense to prop up the king, rule is futile. There had to still be some people left because oppressing a society of robot machines cannot generate the emotional satisfaction that oppressing a society of real people brings to the oppressors.

And that is the whole purpose behind The Climate Crisis Show – to drive those who survive Ol’ Safe and Effective into the digital ID and its accompanying programmable “money” and social credit score. With the digital ID, the bloodline can then bankrupt and make homeless everyone with a single block of code fed into their AI algorithms. The ultimate prize is the creation of a form of “money” that is totally divorced from its traditional links to supply, demand, and inputs. With a form of “money” divorced from economics, it can then exist entirely by manipulation and there is no need to keep the spell going because there is no technical escape from money’s digital form. The people could theoretically barter, but everyone has forgotten how to produce those things which they need so the peripheral economy devolves into and revolves around crime, drugs, and prostitution. “Money” can be algorithmically given to some and taken away from others within milliseconds. The algorithm can determine that a pound of hamburger should cost a week’s UBI credits but a pound of mealworm costs mere pennies even though each are produced with equivalent inputs. The algorithm can instantaneously detect when one texts wrong-think on his government run anti-social media account and therefore goodbye to next month’s UBI allotment and hello homelessness and hunger.

Digital “money” transcends economics and becomes pure political force exercised at the most discrete single-point delivery level. Digital “money” is the ultimate form of coercion and control and is the Kobayashi Maru of The Economic Science™. For when Keynesian demand-side dampening forces are merged with vaccination schedules, the Philosopher Kings have a fighting chance at winning their race against hyperinflation and improve their odds at not only getting their End of History, but ascending to the ranks of gods. And as this merger is the final remaining economic solution save the ICBMs, it is also the productive class’ node of equiprobable outcome where there are no good outcomes save one – to rise up and violently overthrow the system of controls thrust upon it. Freedom can only be obtained with the complete obliteration of the Philosopher Kings and their bloodline enforcers, where each is hunted down to extermination with the same scientific lack of compassion and humanity that they practice in their systematic elimination of humanity.

Once trust in The Science™ was proven absolute during The Covid-19 Show, there was no going back because science could, henceforth, be anything the bloodlines controlling it decided it was.All that need be done from that point forward was program the AI to fabricate the data that conjures up a consensus from the esteemed “experts and then devolve that consensus down to the wizardry of anti-social media. Before everyone realizes it, they own nothing yet are still not happy because they can still see those bloodline billionaires who seem to own everything cavorting about on their super-yachts with their celebrity friends. That is because the AI hasn’t been perfected, it still gets poisoned with misinformation from the masses, and the reality of the situation bleeds through America’s great firewall every now and then.The increasing anti-social media calls for even further individual sacrifice to achieve a Net Zero future get juxtaposed to influencer videos giggling over the latest purchase of a south pacific island by yet another bloodline member.

So that is why The Climate Crisis Show must metamorphose into a religion – to justify the martyrdom, self-immolation, and extreme sacrifice by the many as the very few reap the extreme benefits of all the suffering and misery. Before The Osama bin Laden Show, they promised everyone prosperity. Then the Twin Towers fell in a controlled demolition and they promised everyone security because they had decided to pull the rug out from underneath prosperity. Now with hyperinflation on the simmer, the very basics of security like food and shelter are precarious, so now they promise climate salvation. Everyone will be saved if and only if Net Zero is achieved. Everyone is all in it together again. Everything under the sun must transcend logic and reason, and logic itself must become the enemy of the people if the world is to be saved and the End of History achieved.

And every new religion needs its well remunerated priestly bloodline to gather in the proselytes and shepherd the true believers into their new manifestation of Hope. A hope divorced from the self in that this new extreme asceticism demanded by the climate priests will finally see Mother Earth’s mean surface temperature drop by 0.25 °C. And when that goal is eventually achieved through the natural vicissitudes of the weather, the priests will then demand that the crisis continue until Mother Earth’s median surface temperature drops. Next the mode of temperatures is too high, and then the temperatures are out of the specified range determined by The Science™ necessary to declare the climate crisis over. Then another five years of sacrifice are added just for good measure. Then another five years for no reason.

And so on and so forth because there must always be a crisis that demands self-sacrifice. The demand-side push on hyperinflation has to be quelled at all costs. The earth has to seem to get hotter and there has to be more vaccine doses injected. So the end purpose of this new religion is that what it seeks is never realized, and collective Hope gradually evaporates because it is only in the complete absence of Hope can humanity enter into the End of History.

The goal for most Americans before The Covid-19 Show went to air was to win. Hi mom, we’re #1.

One could always hold out the old fashioned Hope that with their nose to the grindstone following the rules, money would descend from the heavens and status and privilege follow. But in this bleak Net Zero future, every American’s goal will be simply not to lose because all the benefits of every human endeavor go straight to the bloodlines. The shift in psychology is profound as it signals the end of the era of ambition and the beginning of the age of decay. Nothing of complexity serving general society can hold together afterwards and collapse is baked into the fast shrinking American pie.

The old system of the old Nexus allowed a few to rise above. But in the Net Zero system ruled over by the New Nexus bloodline, everyone is dragged down all in it together and the fight is to be the last man standing at the bottom of the pit as it collapses in around him.

We are all interested in the future, for that is where you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives. And remember my friend, future events such as these, will affect you in the future. And now for the first time, we are bringing to you the full story. The incidents, the places - my friend we cannot keep this a secret any longer. Let us punish the guilty. Let us reward the innocent.

And the future is now. It is one great big joke that is on you.

The future is The Killing Joke.

If fractional reserve money could elevate America to the apex of the world consumption pyramid, then fiat money would crush that pyramid into rubble and level every unilluminated Americans to the global consumption base.

And the purely financialized and virtual AI “economy” was being furiously programmed to funnel all benefits of economic activity into the grabbing hands a few Chosen beneficiaries. Pretty soon humanity would be obsolete. They just weren’t profitable enough anymore to justify keeping up the pretense.

Financialization was eating away at the need for consumption to drive a real economy because a fake and wholly controlled virtual “economy” could be conjured up now and sustained so long as the magic spells held fast until humanity was dealt with. A pure electronic trading “economy” was at the cusp of generating all corporate profits in a virtual world where interest rates and inflation were coordinated under a single point of programmable control at The Science™. And the programmers were directing their AI to funnel those conjured profits more and more into the hands of fewer and fewer of the initiated and illuminated who chose themselves to be AI’s sole beneficiaries.

So as The Covid-19 Show dragged on and on and transitioned into The Climate Crisis Show, the AI would eventually be programmed to generate profits for only a few of those few Chosen individuals who would then take their profits and buy up everything. It was the super super-rich version of a global game of musical chairs, and when the music stopped humanity lost. When only a few owned everything, and everyone else owned nothing, there would be no more need for corporations and their tall buildings, their mission statements, and a big city to put them all in. When nobody had any money to buy anything there would be no more supply and demand, so there would be no more need for these corporations to supply that demand. And when there was no more need for these corporations, there would be no more need for employees and the world could move into the 4^th Industrial Revolution, which like all revolutions before it was a revolution to destroy the billions of humanity by destroying the means by which they were supplied of their demand.

But profits could still be generated through non-stop nanosecond virtual electronic trading using quantum computers. Those tall buildings full of busy ambition preprogrammed with “education” to care only about money would over time become non-essential by the millions. Then by the tens of millions. As more and more millions became non-essential, they would aggregate into trillions of dollars that weren’t being spent on stuff. So as consumption died its slow death of a thousand cuts every day, day in and day out, in the real economy, the hyperinflation could be kept in check to keep the virtual “economy” of non-stop purely financialized trading humming along just fine.

Nobody would notice the slow grind downwards until they themselves became non-essential, so for the most part the spell would hold fast until it didn’t and the next choreographed shock was delivered to the social system and got everyone all in it together again. And once everyone was all in it together again, the spell could keep going a bit further until a new “new normal” was achieved, and everyone could be ground down together even further. Thus The Covid-19 Show was just the prequel to The Killing Joke. Because a purely financialized AI driven virtual “economy” could never survive the revolutions to come unless everyone was all in it together and died.

Control over the AI was now the great battle looming within America. And it was shaping up as a battle between the Old Nexus and the New Nexus in a fight to determine which side would control America’s money and become its greatest enemy within. And regardless of which side won, everyone else still had to die to make it work.

Evil never sleeps. So The Covid-19 Show went to air, the lockdowns got mandated, and Safe and Effective punctured many lives as the short-term occult cure for consumer driven hyperinflation. The SOFR blowout had to be contained. Because, it is not money that is the root of all evil, but it is rather evil that is the root of all money. When all a nation and its people care about is money, it is easy to normalize evil because in reality all that that nation and its people care about is controlled and disbursed from evil. And the purpose of evil is to perpetrate and perpetuate more evil until all that is done under the sun and all that exists everywhere is evil.

Money is that fundamentally transformative medium ensuring everything in society gets inverted into what it was never supposed to be. It makes the focus of society something external to itself. Money ensures nobody notices that fundamental transformation taking place right before their eyes because people are so busy chasing money. And they have to chase money because somebody might grab it before they can lay their hands on it. People are so happy when they finally manage to capture some of that money all for themselves. How could anyone notice evil with all that money to be grabbed raining down around them?

Evil cannot sit idly by realizing there are no wars being fought somewhere where young men die grisly deaths for no reason. Evil cannot tolerate that there is not some population starving some place. Evil cannot accept when there are no children whose purpose is to toil day in and day out sewing together the pentagrams that comprise a soccer ball. Evil cannot accept a half-empty labor camp or a prison full of hardened criminals. Evil is driven mad with rage when there are happy people going about who are not addicted to drugs or perversions. And it was in May of 2020 with the announcement of Operation Warp Speed when evil discovered it could not bear to witness all empty hospital beds. Because, a patient cured is a customer lost, and evil is just so much more profitable than its absence.

A people build a nation and then go to work living - the infrastructure stands there serving generation after generation and profits flow to the people after the construction is complete. But when evil and its money show up – the chaos descends, the maintenance stops, and all is left to crumble as the shiny new football stadium rises from the taxpayer funded eminent domain. Evil arrives to divert the benefit flows from the people into the profits of its Nexus. And for those profits to flow limitless, inflation must be ignited and continue at a controlled rate of increase - forever.

So when a nation’s sole pursuit becomes the accumulation of conjured money, it is in reality evil that has become its sole pursuit. Most American’s will never acknowledge this. In God We Trust is written in unrecognized blasphemy across their money for God’s sake. They raise their Bibles to defend money and proclaim that it is rather the love of money that is evil. Money is just fine, it is benign and impartial as to whom it bestows its benefits. And the lack of money can only be attributed to some moral character defect because money rains down upon everyone for the taking. It is never the rigged game’s fault because such people have been well “educated” at school and church to place all the blame upon the hapless dupes who every night comes around and lay their money down. And there is no limit to what evil will do to maintain control over the magic spell that keeps the evils of money invisible, possible, and profitable.

By the summer of 2022, that Nexus consolidation over technology that drove the occult goal of the 2008 Great Recession had reached the point where the ultimate monetary evil could finally be unleashed – the programmable digital Carbon Dollar. The block chain, the server farms, the ubiquitous smartphones, and the telemetry networks were all in place, and the 5g with its divalent oxygen exciting frequency bandwidth was standing ready to go operational. All that was needed now was for the American people to add their acquiescence to a universal digital ID and End of History here we come.

The digital ID Trojan horse slated for entry into American during the fear and confusion of The Covid-19 Show was the vaccine passport on a smartphone. But the Nexus illuminated and initiated cohorts needed a way out of the vaccine mandates because not everyone in on the joke played golf with a doctor who could see to it that their digital vaccine status was in order. So to provide these Nexus assets with a Get Out of Death Free Card, the CDC resorted to an easily forged low tech cardstock proof of vaccination measure without a national vaccination data base despite this advanced digital technology being ready and in place. Warp Speed had sped things up so fast that not all of the details could be properly seen to. There had been so much focus on printing up and throwing money about that the larger yet not immediate goal was forsaken for the immediacy of grabbing that money. And that failure to implement the vaccine passport and its universal digital ID guaranteed that a greater and truly deadly crisis would emerge to herd the unvaccinated masses into accepting the long-term solutions to hyperinflation mandated upon them.

So the wizards got to work expediting the next great crisis needed to introduce those long-term solutions that ushered in the universal digital ID – anthropogenic climate change. This new contrived problem was slated to become humanity’s ultimate crisis – ubiquitous, inescapable, everybody’s fault, everyone all in it together, forever, and no counter-measure could ever be successful in ameliorating its severity. Because consumption had to be squashed at all costs (super-yachts and Martha’s Vineyard beachfront mansions exempted). The hyperinflation had to be dampened so the AI could generate those profits that kept the Endless War going so that last central bank got garnered up and the whole world shoved all in it together across the End of History finish line.

Not only would no one be allowed to laugh all the way to the bank anymore, but with the digital ID activated there would be no more banks and no one would be allowed to laugh all the way to anywhere anymore. The emerging 15 minute city would be humanity’s free-range prison. Fighting climate change was a serious endeavor, and a new dispirit had to descend over humanity to get it down for the task. So instead of laughter, humanity would be allowed to barely muddle along on minimal rations, possessing no stuff, all in it together in a subsistence existence, absent of Hope, wholly dependent upon government and thankful for the most basic intermittent necessity vouchsafed them from their UBI accounts. Humanity would be trapped in what they were told was a fight against the climate when in reality they were pawns in a fight against hyperinflation and locked down within the Philosopher Kings’ “whatever it takes” effort to retain control over the magic spell of fiat money.

Same as it ever was, but with a programmable block chain.

Anthropogenic climate change would herd a befuddled and fearful humanity into the grave by the hundreds of millions via the false fights against the “pandemics” arising out of the rising temperatures. New enemies would spawn that could not be directly struck down and vanquished but instead forever lurked just beyond the next sunrise and could only be kept at bay by mass obedience and extreme collective sacrifice. Victory would be measured in vaccine doses and quarter fractions of degrees Celsius. But victory could only be achieved with an ever increasing body count, which demanded even harsher preemptive mitigating actions taken over decades, only for humanity to be told at the end of those decades that yet another decade was needed to claim final victory.

The programmable digital Carbon Dollar is the transition money that manages the switch from one hundred years of the old Nexus and its basket of Keynesian excuses to the new basket of excuses proffered up by The Science™. The Philosopher Kings knew full well back in August of 1971 that when they crowned king dollar as pretender to the true sovereignty of gold, the false king would one day die of devaluation in a global pandemic of hyperinflation. But these prescient Philosopher Kings then faced a new quandary once the pretender king died as expected, as they could not crown a similar successor operating under the theatrics of an old and tired Federal Reserve System. By then, all systemic trust in fiat money would have run its course as the original spells of easy riches and American exceptionalism evaporated a bit more with every burning sunrise.

A new system of money was needed whereby all pretense to the barbarous relic and its old disintegrating rules were discarded. A New Nexus would rise from the ashes of the coming hyperinflationary world that could not operate under the old supply and demand, inflation and deflation, liquidity and illiquidity, nor the art of the deal. Everything the world of the Old Nexus knew and took for granted had to be eliminated if the Philosopher Kings were to retain control throughout the chaotic transition into the End of History. Every aspect of human economic behavior had to be fully manipulated and micromanaged by The Science™ and their AI server farms if control was to be retained during the global mass misery of this world reserve currency reset.

The Economic Science™ had reached its useful end. The wizards who had kept the dying pretender king dollar alive on life support had lost their magic touch. There wasn’t enough gold or silver in the world to run a Keynesian fractional reserve economy of eight billion plus people. Barter was not an option as most everyone had forgotten how to make useful stuff to barter with. And a global economy of eight plus billion people could not run on drugs, gambling, prostitution, and welfare alone. Supply chains were contrived from labor arbitrage and dependent upon both manipulated foreign exchange rates and elastic credit lines issued in times of normal inflation. Most everything people needed came from far away. The center of the real economy could no longer hold under the weight of the accumulated hundreds of trillions in debt. The Reverse REPO charade could not sustain another quadrillion dollars in real economic activity without something breaking badly.

But a purely financialized virtual global economy of eight plus billion people could run on only Endless War, regularly scheduled pandemics, and an AI driven trading platform. To solve the problems that hyperinflationary economics presented, the Philosopher Kings’ logical solution was to just get rid of the real economy.

What the Philosopher Kings needed was an artificially intelligent merger of vaccination with bank transaction services. This merger would be effected with the new spell of anthropogenic climate change using an omniscient algorithm ruling as regent, autonomously deciding such minutiae as who gets another booster shot and dies suddenly, who is spared and lives precariously until the next mRNA lottery loser is drawn, who gets to eat the bugs and who gets to eat nothing, and who’s anti-social media comment is worthy of a stay at the local FEMA camp near you.

Life and death get decided by logic alone, wholly devoid of empathy, compassion, and sentiment. Everyone gets boiled down all in it together within a great big final solution digital NPV equation. Human life gets decided by an AI completely devoid of humanity. The Philosopher Kings needed a regent that could not be questioned nor bargained with because The Mother of All Money Grabs had painted the world into a hyperinflationary corner with all those nuclear armed ICBMs at the ready should this programmable digital ID Final Solution prove to be no solution.

And the Philosopher Kings had their solution to retain power throughout the hyperinflation until humanity got pushed across that End of History finish line. They would cast a new spell to herd a fully vaccinated, mostly boosted, graphene hydroxide saturated stupefied and penniless American people into a where few survived. Not everyone would be invited to come in to the future, because it was a future that no longer promised Hope but now only held out the probability of life with an ever declining quality. This is why the American people had to finally be drained of Hope and the legacy of The Apollo 11 Show put to an end once and for all. No one could be left that believed everything would work out in the end. The American people had to yearn for solutions and get herded all in it together through the coming hyperinflationary hellscape of The Great Reset.

And that Great Reset was a conjured new religion attached to a fraudulent virtual AI driven “economy”, devoid of both religion and economics, masquerading as equity and inclusion and restorative justice. All Hope would henceforth reside within the United Nations Sustainable Development Goals where in the language of the Great Inversion, the Philosopher Kings were fundamentally transforming the world into one where they sustainably did as thou wilt.

The Great Reset is the great basket of new excuses that The Science™ has prepared for when hyperinflationary chaos engulfs the world and the fiat money fails to work beyond its Keynesian textbooks. To get this Great Reset up and going, The Climate Crisis Show was taken out of pre-production and sent straight to emergency broadcast as time was of the essence given the Mother of All Money Grabs. The world had to seem to get hotter, and get hotter faster, every passing month and everywhere all at once. The world had to seem to get drier. The glaciers had to appear to melt and the forests had to burn in everyone’s minds at all times. Catastrophic climate doom had to permeate everything and be right around the corner. Every day of bad weather at every point on the globe had to be blamed on humans and their carbon emitting behaviors.

The act of living itself had to be fundamentally transformed into nothing less than collective iniquity. Shame and guilt had to saturate the people at every moment in everything they did as humanity had to be responsible for its own pending demise. The world had to continually fail to do enough to stem the coming disaster that was always over the horizon. When that horizon was reached and the world didn’t burn, there had to be a new horizon of mortal danger rising up after that. And so on and so forth, ad infinitum, until humanity was pushed all in it together over that End of History finish line.

Up to now, the Philosopher Kings had needed an ever growing global supply of free will consumption units to fill up the shopping malls, fill out the credit card applications, and demand their God given rights to an ever expanding kaleidoscope of stuff. More was better, even more was even more better. That ever expanding supply of more stuff, bought with more and more credit – credit that was paid back in conjured inflated fiat money – that ever expanding mountain of fake money grew the power and reach of these Philosopher Kings to heights never before attained in history. So it was little wonder that these Philosopher Kings would want to permanently lock in their gains by bringing forth the End of History.

Almost everything now done under the sun was enabled by the conjured fiat money these Philosopher Kings controlled almost entirely. But it was this almost that threw sand into the gears of their logical calculus since the End of History could never be achieved with only almost. The Philosopher Kings had to have everything to complete their equation of total and perpetual dominance.

It was this anachronistic ingredient of an ever expanding demand for stuff, with its requirement for an infinitely elastic credit line that fueled the inflation masquerading as economic “growth” that had to be put to an end. Inflation could stay - it would fund the Endless War in that AI driven virtual “economy” - but real “growth” had to be squashed to prevent inflation from wandering into hyperinflation. Economic “growth” made everybody happy, so everybody went along with all the jokes that came with it like ICBMs and Endless War and vaccine mandates. So long as people were entertained, amused, and felt they were “progressing” towards an accumulation of more stuff, they could within the propaganda of Our Democracy continue to vote for their eventual demise and keep the whole fiat money sorcery working. But after the SOFR blowout and The Mother of All Money Grabs, the old magic suddenly stopped working and the true situation revealed - there were just too many people now and too much debt to effectively navigate out of the financial quandary using the old solutions. There had to be a long-term permanent solution.

There had to be The Killing Joke.

The Philosopher Kings could never retain power over a world engulfed by hyperinflation using the Old Nexus paradigms of supply and demand and elastic credit. The old magic spells were breaking, and as long as there was a demand for stuff, there could be no control over hyperinflation and no transition into a wholly controlled and contrived AI driven virtual “economy”. And without control over hyperinflation, there could be no contrivance erected to extract wealth from the world’s eight billion people and continue their march into the End of History. And without that End of History, the world would never prostrate itself before the Philosopher Kings in worship. If the hyperinflation could not be controlled, the Philosopher Kings’ 250 year mission to obtain permanent and divine absolute rule over the entire world was doomed to failure.

So the Philosopher Kings set out to cleanse the world of most everyone not in on the joke. A few billion here and there eradicated would increase the odds of a successful march for whoever was left into the End of History.

And the Philosopher Kings jettisoned everything Keynesian and Marxist and humane about economics in their Great Reset to bring about this coming age of the absence of economics. They ordered the wizards at both The Economic Science™ and The Science™ to merge and conjure up one final thesis – that if enough people were killed, their deaths could eliminate the demand for stuff and solve the demand driven side of hyperinflation. With hyperinflation deferred, that provided enough time to get that AI driven virtual “economy” up and running and keep the Endless War funded. With the Endless War going, that last central bank standing could get garnered up and get that End of History over the finish line.

And all the ensuing chaos and misery and decline brought upon a humanity in its final stage of social evolution would get blamed on the trace gas carbon dioxide.

But carbon dioxide is plant food and somebody might notice. So plain old carbon-12 had to be rebranded and re-marketed as the greatest enemy of humanity. It was yet another in a long line of invisible enemies that had to be vanquished at all costs. A carbon based humanity had to be destroyed to protect it from carbon and no one noticed the absurdity. And it was only within the Great Inversion of “education” and an anti-social media where carbon-12, the building block of life, could become a carbon based humanity’s enemy that hid within the true enemy – money and controllers and enablers. But everything got blamed now on those excess selfish billions and their incessant demand for more and more stuff who got squarely placed in the vaccine crosshairs.

So a global proxy war was declared upon carbon-12 and that war conscripted everyone on the planet without their consent. So much danger contained within six protons, six electrons, and six neutrons – 666. The Great Reset was but this Great Inversion now out in the open for all to see, and it dared anyone to stand in its way as it prepared to harvest its human crop of tares.

The experts were paid well to give this war against humanity its contrived philosophical and moral basis. They were assembled into many of the 501(c)(3) think tanks and “elite” universities to publicly proclaim their “consensus” that the world had to get to net zero by 2030 or climate calamity undoubtedly awaited. They were showered with research grants to settle the science and fabricate a new frightening lexicon full of guilt-ridden neoisms like “Anthropocene” and “Carbon Footprint”. They created phony academic disciplines with lofty titles and promoted those “scholars” who had no compunction against manufacturing or manipulating sparse data into impending doom. They filled their ranks with political activists and saturated their fields with a diversity and equity and inclusion that ensured enquiring minds never asked why the manufactured and manipulated data time and again always came to the same conclusion that humanity must be the carbon slated for elimination. Any real scholar who reminded everyone that the scholars back in the 1970s had told America that the world was in the grips of a global cooling cycle that could in theory be cured by spewing more carbon dioxide was called a racist and a homophobe and lost their tenure.

Thus it was from the ranks of such academic “experts” that the .gov division of the Nexus drew its “advice” in formulating the Great Reset – the occult fight against hyperinflation - and destroy America’s productive class once and for all.

But as the safety and effectiveness of Safe and Effective took effect and ate away at the global supply chains, the food aid would eventually dry up and Africans would get to Net Zero much faster just starving to death if they didn’t get to Europe first. Once in Europe their diverse and culturally enriching ranks would still find some food to steal, kuffar women to rape, drug addled young women to pimp out, and foreign tourists to rob.

That is why only the developed world got targeted to sit for the IQ Test. The developed world’s extensive and complex “health care” system provided an efficient vector delivery mechanism because it was not only in place and extensive, but the people it “cared” for trusted it absolutely. But what those who sat for the IQ Tests actually received was an inoculation against the transmission of the economic disease hyperinflation. That is why the third world was spared The Covid-19 Show. Because in the final logical calculus of The Science™, the vaccines were just monetary policy by other means. Safe and Effective was just the initial selective kill shot within The Killing Joke’s wider 5^th generation warfare platform targeting the entirety of humanity.

To get to net zero (people) and salvage the End of History, that persistent anachronism called the American Dream - that aspiration embodied in the disciplined and focused pursuit of money to gain societal status and privilege - had to be remolded into a self-destructive ethos for a new “educated” generation addicted to anti-social media. On the other side of the Atlantic, that same remarketing campaign targeted Western Europe’s cradle to grave welfare system and its social stability expectations using entrenched center-left political apathy machinery. The Great Reset was packaged with a promise to save the west from climate doom in exchange for socioeconomic ossification.

To give cover for this gradual disappearance of these societal pillars once the hyperinflation fired up – pillars taken for granted by successive generations who came of age after WWII – a new spell was conjured up aimed at the impressionable and social media addicted younger generation inculcated into their coming of age with a form of exalted martyrdom centered upon the self-immolation of an ever declining personal carbon footprint.

Once Safe and Effective took care of most of the older generation, and as Our Democracy flooded with new “Americans” and fraudulent votes, it would be a simple matter of tying this new demoralizing ethic to an individual’s digital Carbon Dollar block chain accessed via a smartphone behavioral interface.

Convenience, security (for the state), and adherence to a higher moral ethic will drive this new climate martyrdom. The new dogma will demand that those selfish prior generations and their American Dreams be held in utter contempt and eliminated entirely. Those prior generations who nearly destroyed the planet with their carbon spewing industrialization and insatiable appetite for stuff. That is the moral hard sell in The Climate Crisis Show great sales pitch brought to you by Pfizer because the world has to get to the universal digital ID and the digital Carbon Dollar released the unavoidable hyperinflation begins to rage.

This new form of “money” will appear as the synthesis to that raging global hyperinflationary hellscape. Because the world will finally be all in it together. The introduction of this universal digital ID that will be rolled out to combat “terrorism” marks the beginning of a new terrorism that heralds the final make-or-break stretch into the End of History. And at this point in the hyperinflationary trajectory, either the demands of climate self-immolation will break humanity or the ICBMs will. Because, the world must get to Net Zero by any means necessary if the Philosopher Kings are to retain control over everything.

And the Tyranny of the 51% that makes Our Democracy possible and all social improbability likely will impulsively agree to the lengthy and indecipherable EULAs glowing from their smartphone screens which “disclose” through obfuscation a lifetime of digital Carbon Dollar obligations. Because it’s hip, cool, and so quick and easy to enslave oneself given a simple behavioral interface that never leaves one alone yet one never discards. Color of law will bind these converts to a permanent abandonment of cash, checks, and credit cards in exchange for the introductory discounts and promotions doled out as enticements. Enticements like that free donut some lucky people received to seek out and sit their IQ Test. And once the hyperinflationary trajectory hits, people will need those enticements to free up the dwindling amounts of real fake money they possess to pay for their smartphone enslavement that they will never grasp the irony of.

The digital Carbon Dollar is all benign and trendy until one day it is mandated to receive .gov benefits - SSDI, TANF, SNAP, free school lunch, Section-8 housing, Medicaid. The poor and their Obamaphones are the universal Digital ID tip of the spear thrust into the gut of the 49% who are ruled over by an Our Democracy of unproductive idiots. That is why poor people get free smartphones. Poor people are programmed to do whatever it takes to get free stuff and keep that free stuff flowing unabated. They are the ground troops that will effect America’s “fundamental transformation” from fake paper money into fake digital money. The poor and their free Obamaphones are the true digital soldiers.

Inner city liquor stores, urban fried chicken outlets, petty street corner drug dealers, and Netflix are then left no choice but to digitally fall in line and convert to the new even faker money. Then one day the IRS announces all tax payments and refunds will be processed in the new digital fake money. Corporate payroll systems quickly adapt to meet these revised W-4 withholding requirements. Every corporation in America transitions into this digital journey where employees now receive pay via smartphone and stakeholders are transparently informed with virtual town halls how the corporations have no choice what with competitive synergy and sustainability at stake.

Social Security payments and Medicare reimbursements soon follow because of equity and fairness and whatnot. Sallie Mae and Freddie Mac relentlessly buy up all the old fake money home mortgages and revert them into programmable digital Carbon Dollars. The digital currency eventually devolves down to property taxes, government fines, city assessments, utility bills, and local licensing fees. Banks start charging “convenience fees” to hold, deposit, and withdraw the old fake cash. These fees eat away at the old money balances like termites, forcing cash out of circulation just like those United States Notes and those Saint-Gaudens Double Eagle. Coins disappear as every old money transaction gets banker rounded up to the nearest dollar to incentivize the digital switch. Slowly at first, and then suddenly all at once - the programmable digital Carbon Dollar swallows everyone in its inescapable virtual prison.

And so on and so forth The Climate Crisis Show plays out, one episode after another in a never-ending series of imagined calamities.

One day one has never heard of a FedCoin. The next day, the Indian clerk standing at the convenience store counter rudely demands one download an app and sign the forever binding EULA to digitally purchase a 12-pack of beer. And it’s a hot day and one is really thirsty. So one does not evaluate his circumstance and its ramifications and acts impulsively because he is really thirsty and has spent a lifetime “educated” to trust systems whose workings are beyond his comprehension. So one signs up, signs away the life he once knew, and downs some beer on the way home. And for a while one can ignore his permanent loss of financial anonymity and autonomy.

One day it is beer, the next day it is gasoline, the day after that it is food. The digital ID will slowly envelope everything one needs to stay viable in a purely financialized society that only cares about money.

That is what makes a society that only cares about money so malleable, programmable, and susceptible under duress. People will do anything to get money. They are so focused on money that they ignore the moral hazard of doing whatever it takes to get that money. The engineer, the craftsman, the artist, and the technician – each is only as good as the monetary value of his creations and all serve only the corporate bottom line.

Eventually society pushes the moral hazard to the point where there is no more morality. There remains nothing but hazard because money is the only end in itself. So once there is no more morality, society is “fundamentally transformed”. Society has been inverted and is no longer a society – it is now a corporation. All good is abolished other than the bottom line. And once only the bottom line matters, the corporate society is ready to enter into the divine reign of pure evil awaiting it in the End of History.

And all corporations get financialized in the end as their owners nibble away at the last remaining bits of gristle clinging to the rotting carcass. The corporate society in the end is no longer capable of producing its existence. It sits and waits and Hopes for the next round of stimulus. It plans for the next big GameStop short-squeeze. And those who grow impatient with the wait every night come around and lay their borrowed money down in the rigged game they now will never win.

Less and less gets made. More and becomes is impermanent. Everyone sits and waits for the next big conjuring. Everything is primed to grab all it can in the shortest period of time allotted.

The wizards were conjuring up so much money so it would destroy America and take the world down with it. And they had well positioned the world to be destroyed with money. Every skeptic and conspiracy theorist was watching the vaccines when they should have been paying attention to the money. The western world had been conjured into so much dependence, so much comfort, so much diversity, and so much entitlement that it had to be destroyed. It was, in the inverted absence of morality, the only logical solution.

It was the Great Reset.

A Great Reset where utility and beauty have no place. Only money and the bottom line have meaning. Harm, ugliness, and uselessness are preferred because their profit margins are so much higher that their opposites. And conjuring is that pathway to the highest profit margin with the lowest associated risk.

But people had now become the greatest risk to those conjured profit margins. What was an AI driven algorithm to do with all that risk wandering about the planet?

It was the year 522 BC when the mad Persian King Cambyses II assassinated his half-brother Bardiya. Cambyses perceived Bardiya as a rival threat to the throne and his murder was successfully hidden from Bardiya’s family, harem, and royal court through an elaborate subterfuge enacted by loyal lieutenant-slaves. But Cambyses had produced no heir despite his many sister-wives before he embarked upon a disastrous military campaign in Egypt that culminated in his suicide. While Cambyses was preoccupied far away in Egypt, open rebellions swept across the Persian, Median, and Elamite heartlands where each uprising was put down by the Magi who had used one of their own – the pretender Smerdis – to pose and rule as regent under the name of the dead and now resurrected Bardiya.

The Magi were careful to prohibit harem and court access to the pretender Smerdis so the usurpation went unrecognized as they consolidated control over the levers of royal power. Thus, after Cambyses’ suicide, the Magi - using the pretender Smerdis - reigned unopposed for eight months until Darius – the Persian sceptic with no hereditary claim to the throne – led a counter-revolution to topple the Magi and establish the Achaemenid dynasty, forcing an end to the elaborate deception.

Darius did not wait for Ahura-Mazda to send a savior. He did not sit and pine for things to all work themselves out in the end. Darius got up, assembled his confederates in arms, and together they created history and ended the fraudulent rule forced upon them. And to the victors went the spoils and the spotlight of history. But the precedent had been set. Deception was firmly established as a legitimate – and often successful - means of ruling over a people.

And the more elaborate the deception, the more tyrannical the rule had to be to cover up what invariably became a blatant deception.

Ruse and deceit was employed throughout history to gain and wield tyrannical power so it is no surprise when such instances arise today. The hapless boy-king Tutankhamun was placed on the throne so the Egyptian deep state of scribes and priests could set about eradicating the memory of their heretic pharaoh Akhenaten. And when all the monuments to the sun god had been destroyed and Tutankhamun no longer needed, the priests murdered him and placed one of their own - the conservative Ay of no royal lineage - upon the throne. Alexander the Great’s retarded half-brother Philip III was elevated to king – and eventually executed - so the victorious Macedonian generals could plunder their newly acquired empire unhindered by royal interference. The gender-confused pervert boy-emperor Eglagabalus was elevated to Roman emperor by an army revolt fueled by false claims of ancestry conjured up and disseminated through the ranks by his power hungry grandmother. And for eight years, America endured the deception of an African posing as an American citizen masquerading as its lawful president together with the sick joke whereby insult was added to injury where a man was paraded before the American people as its first lady.

One only need point to the long historical precedence where pretenders reigned to counter the argument that such deceptions could never happen in an open and sophisticated democracy. But it is Crushing Democracy with its marriage to the mass media that enables these pretender reigns to arise to power as the magic spells they conjure eliminate the need to impose these reigns by force. The magic spells disseminated across the televisions and the anti-social media are enough to cement the deed, and rule by ruse and deception becomes the norm. And like in all pretender reigns of the past, America’s illegitimate rulers are put in place through fraud and subterfuge to plunder the nation unhindered until America’s grandchildren one day wake up homeless and bankrupt in the land that their forefathers conquered.

So it too was in January of 2022 when America found itself fully immersed within a fraud, hidden inside a lie, covered up by a magic spell. So here was the modern day pretender Smerdis and his eighty-three million votes conjured up by modern necromancy, surrounded by a controlling cabal of diverse and inclusive Magi who somehow failed to include a single male, Caucasian, Protestant heterosexual among their numbers. Americans were told to don their surgical masks as they went about hoping to remain essential as the masks placed upon the pretender literally came unglued during those few live television broadcasts the public were allowed to witness.

But the Philosopher Kings had finally removed their masks. They had not only declared the majority of Americans non-essential – those multi-generational citizens whose ancestors built the nation - but had declared America itself obsolete. Only coordinated global solutions imposed and controlled from a world government would exorcise America from the grips of this deadly virus of the media saturated hive mind. And one could see from assessing the composition of the Magi surrounding the pretender Smerdis that the Philosopher Kings had set about to destroy America with The Covid-19 Show.

Those multi-generational Americans selected for elimination with the Safe and Effective mandates were monetary policy martyrs. Their sudden deaths in the aggregate would slowly squash demand for stuff, quell the hyperinflation, and keep the pretender king dollar on life support long enough so it could transition into a CBDC. The pretender king dollar could not afford an interregnum because Endless War had to keep churning so the last standing central bank could be garnered so the End of History could be achieved. And all the while as the fear and panic vomited from the televisions and anti-social media there was that Full Faith and Credit kept on life support by a daily Reverse REPO auction totaling in the hundreds of billions that had breached into the accumulated quadrillions that nobody ever noticed because they were preoccupied avoiding an invisible virus.

Lots and lots of people now had to die real deaths to save everything that was fake and counterfeit and a big joke that underpinned all of America’s perceived reality.

If fiat money was born of a fraudulent and deceptive financial joke backed up not by gold, but by the MADness of global nuclear Armageddon, then The Killing Joke was fiat money’s occult Savior. The Killing Joke would keep those ICBMs in their silos a little bit longer so that yet another central bank could be garnered up and the collective march towards the End of History progress a little bit further. And those ICBMs might stay quiet in their silos so long as the monetary magic spells held fast. The football would remain closed and the launch codes not yet entered (00000000 – not kidding) so long as everyone still believed that all those ICBM silos were built to protect them.

The Killing Joke introduced America and the developed world to the age of ideologically pure monetary evil that had finally come out unashamed from the shadows into the illuminated open for all to behold. Because by now evil no longer feared being revealed as decades of “education” and never ending propaganda had performed their special magic to counteract the accumulated centuries of human instinct. All of society’s senses had been dulled into uselessness. Logical thought had been purged. Both instinct and logic had been replaced by spontaneous emotive reactions conjured up by the anti-social media, all generated and directed into predetermined behavioral outcomes. Most Americans wouldn’t see nor perceive this evil because what with those booming 401k accounts and generous welfare handouts on top of all the magic spells, living was still easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all that the 51% saw.

The western world had now been thoroughly domesticated. The ease of life and non-stop entertainment and ready access to welfare would be their demise. And the western world was fattened up and ready for the vaccine slaughterhouse.

But a few of that 49% would open their eyes and understand what they were seeing. Some would understand that by this point all that mattered was money. All that everyone cared about was money. The purpose of everything was to generate profit regardless of consequence. The consolidated annual corporate report and Russell 500 tracker had replaced the Bible and was gaining on the Koran. The pursuit of happiness had been subsumed into the acquisition of money and became one in the same. The only scripture that mattered now was to give unto Caesar what was Caesar’s.

And Caesar now wanted everything.

The days of pretense were over. The American people were lined up to give back everything unto Caesar. They had been carefully positioned to be culled because they were by now mostly irrelevant, expendable, and replaceable. They had lost all power over a government that had been formed to serve their interests. Their productive labors were no longer needed to generate profits in a purely conjured financialized world free of factories because AI was at the cusp of generating these profits. And a financialized world only needed server farms and micro-second telemetry to perform such calculations, effect the transactions, and store the account ledgers.

And the over-riding calculation that the AI came to time and again was that there was no more need for human beings in the purely financialized block-chained world.

Because, Americans and their insatiable craving for more and more stuff represented a hyperinflationary threat in a world devoured by debt. Pretty soon after interest payments there would be nothing left to buy anything by anybody. There would still be super yachts for the super-rich, but these infrequent orders could not sustain the economics of a world consisting of billions of useless eaters. Somehow there had to be a way to keep the monetary pretense going, the Endless War churning, and the End of History marching on track. And it is here where the AI could still hedge, trade, hypothecate, and re-hypothecate on an endless supply of conjured credit without a single fat finger upsetting the whole thing. Because The Science™ had figured out how to control both sides of an AI transaction to generate the endless profits necessary to keep Endless War going to achieve the finality of the End of History.

It was not rocket science here. The Science™ would simply “pit” one side of every AI transaction against all others in a simulated zero sum game of pass the parcel. One side of every trade was programmed to “win” and “grow” as the assets it acquired were bid up and inflated by all the other “competing” sides for those assets. Each side of the AI simulated “economy” would take turns as “winner” in this choreographed “growth” that would eventually eliminate all human trade in producing stuff. Downside risk was conquered and profits guaranteed for a shrinking pool of Chosen humanity who were still in on the joke.

Profits had to be guaranteed, and the only way now to guarantee profits in the purely financialized world was to eliminate all those consumption units not in on the joke. Everything about the “economy” had to be fake and fully programmable. Everything about everything had to be just a big pantomime where there were fewer and fewer people to convince otherwise. The only way to ensure unending profits for all of eternity was to implement the AI “economy” hand in glove with The Killing Joke.

Loss and bankruptcy and investment risk would all vanish for those Chosen who were not only in on the AI joke, but had conjured it up as the culmination of 2007’s manufactured Great Recession and their consolidation over the tech industry at pennies on the dollar. Their exclusive ownership and connection to this new “economy” ensured the “value” of their financial “assets” always “grew” through a controlled, sustained, and programmable inflation. So inflation could keep on masquerading as “growth” without any fear of deflation caused by that archaic real economy of manufactured stuff traded amongst actual human beings. And to ensure this transition into guarantee growth and endless profit streams, America was handed its resident Smerdis, installed to sit and do nothing about anything as the Magi around him plundered the nation on behalf of these Chosen paving the way for America’s Great Reset.

A manufactured climate crisis, linked to a not-so-intelligent programmable AI, issuing forth one false media spectacle pandemic after another, leading to the vaccine mandates targeted at specific groups - that was the Great Reset shielding The Killing Joke that secretly squashed the hyperinflation that couldn’t be contained any longer. It was the high tech version of the Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly, and we all guessed as children how the Old Lady ended up in the end. Given the American people had been educated and propagandized and mercilessly shamed to the point where they would now swallow or inject anything, we can all guess as adults how most of America will end up in The Killing Joke.

It was these programmable profits flowing forth from the AI that would keep the Endless War going and lock in place the Philosopher Kings’ deification at the End of History. Inflation could be programmed to outpace the interest rates these Chosen paid to the companies they controlled to issue them risk free capital “invested” in one sure-thing “winning” trade after another. There would be no more trade in stuff between people, only exchanges of data enacted between algorithms eventually stored in server farms. But this could work if and only if the irrational and spontaneous risk appetite in that real economy’s human element - with its real supply and demand and eventual hyperinflation in a world of infinite credit – if and only if these human risks to “growth” could be permanently eliminated.

Bankruptcy will be the primary tool used in the transition from a real economy into the Great Reset and will be wielded with vengeance by a coopted judiciary to render asunder what remains of the American productive class. The productive class will be forced into economic irrelevance as hyperinflation rages within the real economy. The point will arrive where it no longer makes sense to produce things that no one can afford to buy. And bankruptcy will ensure the American productive class never again arises when it is permanently divorced from its traditional lines of credit as all new credit now goes only into the sure-thing winning trades in the AI “economy”.

The Great Reset is designed to Africanize the entire world. It is designed to create a world where there is tremendous demand for everything but no supply of anything. And when the entire world is Africanized, there is nowhere left to run to as no place will have any superfluity remaining, let alone any food or security.

But there will still be plenty of mRNA vaccines, contact tracing apps, illicit drugs, a FEMA camp near you, and a smattering of super-yachts berthed here and there within the sprawling private seaside playgrounds of the super-rich and their celebrity friends.

But hyperinflation in a purely financialized AI driven “economy” is like manna from heaven. This conjured manna will enable these illuminated Chosen to gobble up and demolish what remained of the real economy and eliminate all Keynesian risk to the AI driven virtual “economy”. And the easiest way to eliminate most human transactions is to envelop all of humanity within inescapable poverty. But then an inescapable poverty would foment the real revolution to end the AI virtual revolution. So that is where the Great Reset with its endless series of pandemics and forced mRNA vaccination mandates and FEMA camps come into play. The Covid-19 Show was the short term solution that led to the introduction of the AI virtual “economy” that has no need for real people. So when faced with the choice of profits or people, it is little wonder why the Philosopher Kings decided to hide behind their pandemics and programmable artificial intelligence to eliminate mankind.

That is why the pretender king dollar has to rule the entire world. That is why the last central bank has to be garnered up. That is why the Endless War has to go on and on and on ad nauseum. Because only when the entire world is conquered by a single currency can the entire world be destroyed all at once in one fail swoop without resorting to the ICBM option.

But humanity is resilient. It survived the Toba Event. It lived through innumerable bloodthirsty warlords. It built civilizations despite everything nature threw at it over the millennia. There would be holdouts and survivors to the vaccine mandates since the climate crisis killed very few. So a climate of insanity would be conjured up to deal with these holdouts and survivors. And that is where The Climate Crisis Show comes in – it is the long term solution to mop up the holdouts and survivors as what is left of humanity is marched into the End of History.

Refuse the vaccine and live, but lose one’s livelihood and live abjectly or at the temporary grace of others until that grace period expired when those others too lost their livelihoods. Accept the vaccine and maybe live, and continue to enjoy for another day (terms and conditions apply) the superfluous and frivolous stuff that fiat money bestows upon those who are obedient, fully vaccinated, and boosted.

Americans and their piles of debt proved during The Covid-19 Show that We the People would line up in droves to roll up our sleeves, accept the vaccine, and submit to Safe and Effective. The obedient had to keep the money coming in. Because, no matter how many times the anti-social media proclaimed we were all in it together, all that the obedient people really cared about was money. They didn’t so much fear the virus, but feared the financial consequences of non-compliance to the mandates and the edicts under color of law. So every night all the men would come around and lay their lives down and roll up their sleeve in yet another rigged game where the joke was on them - again.

Money once elevated America to the apex of the global consumption hierarchy. But now that same money was wielded as a weapon against the indebted, wage dependent, and tenuously employed American people bordering on the non-essential. Money no longer served the American people, it served the Philosopher Kings and their End of History project against the American people. Money had become the greatest invisible weapon ever devised for the prosecution of quiet wars.

The American people’s greatest enemy was now those who owned and controlled its money. Hyperinflation was inevitable, the Gordian Knot of supply chains could not be undone, and the American people and their demand for stuff had to be culled into a permanent solution because all that mattered was money. The real enemy was ensconced within, not hiding out in caves high up in the Hindu Kush like some Kublai Khan opium dream. America was stuck in the middle of a real battle between the Old and New Nexus for control over its money. And this battle was nothing more than a fight to the death to determine which side would become the American people’s greatest enemy.

The only way now to survive The Killing Joke was to turn the tables of the killing onto those who owned and controlled America’s greatest enemy - its money. The quiet and invisible war against America had to be turned into a noisy and overt rebellion to eradicate the Philosopher Kings and their agents.

There were just too many people now. Useless people, everyone everywhere conjuring, stealing, conniving, pleading, demanding, but very few producing. Every channel on the television presented dependency, idleness, depravity, and crass in your face shamelessness. The freeways would have been clogged with a mix of ambition and pointless endeavor if everything hadn’t been locked down. And it was only a media immersion of threats, fear, and lies that held everything together and somehow managed to keep most everyone believing that every failing piece of America still worked.

The Keynesian magical mystery tour had been way too effective at filling up those 20^th century factories that the west hadn’t needed going on 45 years now. Every night the 3^rd World arrived en masse late to the rigged game, with no money to lay down, but demanding their big slice of the infinite American pie. Safe and Effective was coursing through the veins of 230 million Americans who trusted The Science™. Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock as the stochastic gene splice and edit worked its occluding spike protein ways. People began to realize they had been poisoned in both body and mind. But the 3^rd World was safe from the effects of Safe and Effective because only the developed world had been targeted for elimination with vaccination. The Philosopher Kings played a long game where the sanctity of life and sacred democracy were retooled as weapons to destroy the uninitiated who produced and remain both autonomous and free of overwhelming debt servitude. So the unvaccinated 3^rd World was invited to flood in during a declared global pandemic where there were no more factories left to fill but plenty of EBT and rent assistance opportunities awaiting those who arrived.

The fiat money spell couldn’t keep going much longer. The debt accumulation had exploded and the inevitable hyperinflation was lurking just below the surface of the happy propaganda. Nothing in the global financialized economy functioned anymore like the text books said it should. Long established economic equations were erased and replaced with pure conjured MMT wizardry. One had to be crazy to talk with sanity about things continuing as they were. Everyone was all in it together so long as collapse brought them all down together, but that rare solitary success was now reserved only for the Chosen initiates who were in on the joke. Money for nothin’ and checks for free had run its course for the native born multi-generational American who now had to stand in line and listen to the insults and demands from those who had arrived just yesterday. And for just enough of the remaining truly American people, living was too easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all that they saw.

So the native born multi-generational Americans all had to die. Someone had to stem the demand for stuff to quell the hyperinflation after the September 2019 SOFR blowout. The US dollar denominated debt had to keep accumulating. The Endless War had to keep churning and paid for by inflation. The last solitary central bank standing had to be garnered up. The End of History had to begin whatever the cost to humanity, including its end. The native born multi-generational Americans would finally be all in it together once they were either all dead or impoverished together.

Thank you for your service.

The magic spell had grown stronger with every manufactured shock to the system. But somehow the system had managed to sustain those superfluous people not only in America, but all over the world. Like the cockroach, these superfluous people adapted to the various poisons laid before them and proved difficult to eradicate. So the Philosopher Kings decided to quit trying to eradicate them and instead, weaponize them against the western world. They were more valuable now alive and poor than poor and dead. The Philosopher Kings thus saw to it that the Christian NGOs proliferated, spread throughout the world, and were well supplied to rain fiat money manna down upon the superfluous foreign downtrodden. And the foreign outstretched hands kept procreating more outstretched hands because they weren’t fully vaccinated and boosted. Soon the outstretched hands expected more manna to rain down with every passing day. And with the arrival of the ubiquitous internet and smartphone into their hopelessly impoverished nations devoid of any history of collective endeavor, those outstretched hand decided en masse during the pandemic to go directly to the source of all that manna and demand their rightful big slice of the American pie in person.

But the concept of Christian charity is wholly confined to European Christian peoples. To those non-Christian, non-European outstretched hands pouring over the western world’s borders, charity is but the will of their gods who use the naive Christian to provide succor to those undertaking Hijrah, surmounting the Darién Gap, or just simply wading across the shallow Rio Grande. The Christian and his sanctity of all life, with his peculiar motivation to share the good life with all humanity – no matter how diluted that good life gets or how inimical that humanity is to the Christian – it is the heathen gods alone who bring Christians with their charity to those non-Christians who remain faithful to their gods. The Christian among the non-Christian is the reward for heathen piety and is to be stripped bare of all his possession, societal standing, and pride. The Christian charity practitioner will never receive thanks for anything he does as all thanks are reserved to the gods who direct the Christian to the pious heathen. All self-effacing magnanimous actions by the Christian are dismissed as the manifestations of the will of the heathen gods to reward their followers at the expense of the Christian.

So the more charity the Christians dispense abroad upon the non-Christians and non-Europeans of the world, the more they assist the Philosopher Kings to destroy Christianity and European society. The globalization of charity has all but eliminated the axiom whereby “Charity Begins at Home”. Because the Promised Land extolled by a globalized charity and ubiquitous internet drive these non-Christian and non-European hoards to leave their chaotic home countries of mere subsistence living to seek the idle good life of surfeit provided by a fat and spellbound people and their government largesse. It is in the homes of the Christians living within their European society that the uninvited guests takes up residence and demands their hospitality. It is through this globalized charity, where everyone is a winner who merely shows up to the west, that the Christian dilutes his own kind and eventually reaches the point where he wakes up one day himself both kafir and heathen in the land that his Christian forefathers conquered.

Thus the western world with its Christian heritage, diverse Caucasian peoples, and economic success was erected by the heathen gods – of which every one despised the Christian – as a form of providence for the benefit of the non-Christian newcomers to the western promise. The post-SARS-CoV-2 western world was to become the Promised Land for everyone but the Christians who henceforth toiled to support and succor newcomers ready to exercise retributive democracy despite no prior skin in the western game. These heathen gods had decreed long ago that the Christians were to build up their nations only to hand over the fruits of their immense labors to the non-Christian and non-European throngs flooding across dissolving borders. The Christian ethos of discipline and sacrifice had become the just rewards for the non-Christian and non-European faithful. And it was the western susceptibility to emotionally charged propaganda – once melded to that Christian motivation to succor all humanity – broadcast over the anti-social media that built the west’s self-destruction mechanism constructed by those Chosen initiates who were still in on the sick Joke.

And the uninitiated Christian was none the wiser even after witnessing the destruction of his nation by the hoards he had helped to unleash within. Because, he was focused on his self-righteous endeavor expecting his eternal reward dispensed from Heaven. The globalized Christian’s nation state was the City of God above, the corporeal nation in which he temporarily resided was immaterial except to mete out the grace of God unto all of humanity who were all equal in His eyes. So all of humanity were equally entitled to feast upon his transient corporeal nation here on earth. The invaders, in turn, took their immediate reward from the Christians in the here and now. But the globalized Christian remained determined to do the greatest amount of good for the greatest number of people, no matter how much harm that greater good did to his country and his fellow citizens. Which meant after dispensing so much good to so many outsiders for so long there was no good left to give to the multi-generational citizens whose ancestors built their nation. So the birthrights of future Christian generations was diluted and stolen from them thus by the charitable acts of a fully globalized Christianity that recognized no borders and no differentiation between peoples.

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America’s conjured “prosperity” had created more and more easy living to the point where in the aggregate these easy livers had become not just an expectant and ungrateful nuisance, but a systemic threat. Petty hubris, crass entitlement, and just plain stupid were in your face everywhere at all times and for no reason. The technology hadn’t advanced fast enough to do away with these people and their entitled easy living and the Philosopher Kings still needed them – but not all of them. The wizards had performed their assignments too well, for too long, and something had to be done immediately. Because the text books said all those people, by their very existence and insatiable appetites for more and more stuff made hyperinflation inevitable and ultimately unstoppable.

Unless the wizards did away with pretense and the black magic revealed to those people with their easy living and their eyes closed. Then things might “work” for a little longer – i.e., the Endless War would continue and the last standing central bank garnered unto the Philosopher Kings. But then the Philosopher Kings would have to deal with those who opened their eyes and saw that the pretense had vanished and what stood before them was unvarnished evil. And then things would only work until enough people opened their eyes and then suddenly saw that things never actually work.

But whether things worked or not didn’t matter if that Endless War could get that End of History over the finish line before the center couldn’t hold and things fell apart. Because a people with open eyes put Endless War in jeopardy. Without the Strawberry Fields of eternal ignorance, the last central banks could not be garnered unto the Philosopher Kings. Without every central bank garnered up, there could be no End of History. And without the End of History, the Philosopher Kings could never attain deification - they would never become gods worshiped by those unfortunate people who somehow managed to come in to the future to serve in those Strawberry Fields forever.

America had reached the point where the purpose for everything in its original form couldn’t go on as it was. Its social history match had deviated so far from the original model that it had become, through innumerable tweaks and adjustments to inputs, a whole new form of society unrecognizable from its time zero construct. The fiat money spell was breaking and the conjured “prosperity” had run its course. There were too few Chosen initiates left to experience prosperity beyond imagination and far too many ineducable invaders flooding in to seek that public largesse fortune they were each entitled to. And the multi-generational Christian Americans were left stuck in the middle of it all and fleeced from both sides.

And yet there they sat in front of their televisions, every night, doing nothing about everything they couldn’t bear to acknowledge.

The monetary magic had worked assiduously to squash the revolutions of the masses by equally distributing property among them. Fannie Mae, Freddie Mac, VA loans - everybody got a near zero-down opportunity to pay county and school district property taxes. But this equal distribution of property within America only created a new of revolutionaries who could no longer bear the equality of political office imposed over them by Crushing Democracy. And the monetary magic had made its beneficiaries physically weak, mentally unstable, morally corrupt, and spiritually debased. The productive class had begun to open their eyes and stray from their strawberry fields that imprisoned them. There had been no real hardship in America for too long to re-balance the scales of logic and sanity. Control over the spell had to be retained as the magic subsided. But the only way to end the magic was to end that part of humanity benefiting from it. So the Philosopher Kings, devoid of empathy and ruling entirely by logic, had come to the conclusion that the majority of humanity must die. It was the only logical solution because the only way to end the magic was to begin getting rid of all the people with The Killing Joke.

There had been too few world wars conjured up on a big enough scale. There hadn’t been a Black Death for a long time. Only Ethiopians starved to death anymore. The global cooling hadn’t wiped out the crops as promised back in the 1970s. So they switched to global warming in the 1990s and that hadn’t wipe out the crops either. Too much surplus was moving about using too cheap energy to sustain too many unproductive people all demanding their most extravagant desires be immediately fulfilled. The world was awash in meaningless activity that created nothing of consequence and left swaths of waste and negative cash flow in their wakes. Ol’ Safe and Effective hadn’t killed enough people and the ones it did kill weren’t dying suddenly enough. Lebensraum was running out of room along with the fresh water and clean air. And those entropic elements of society, with their negative net contributions, were growing exponentially more uppity and expectant with every passing day.

All the successful elements in the magic’s formulation had begun to align and play out against one another. A success here led to a failure there. Tamping down on a brewing problem there meant the rise in a new problem here. Ruling the globalized world had turned into a great big game of Whack-A-Mole.

There was too much debt and entrenched incompetence to fix anything anymore. There was too much voracious needless demand for a limited supply of useless stuff hammering away at fiat money’s purchasing power. True price discovery was on the horizon and it was gaining fast on the End of History. The Reverse Repo dam couldn’t hold much longer those quadrillions in bond repurchase obligations. The formerly improbable quadrillion had verged into a possible quintillion. Every fiat denomination had been devalued in unison so to stem the capital outflows to nowhere and keep the first financial domino from falling. Interest rates had been pushed below zero to keep the insolvent banks running on financial life support. Hyperinflation lay quietly compressed and coiled like a patient spring, boding its time and ready for released. And against this race against hyperinflation, the End of History was running out of breath.

So it was in this environment of inevitable financial collapse that the Philosopher Kings discovered they just couldn’t keep the world locked down forever. The loss of drugs, the sexual abstinence, and the evaporation of frivolous amusement would drive the developed world into the revolutionary hands of whoever promised to restore such things. The demand side of the Keynesian equation had to be eliminated to offset the hyperinflation so the developed world would never discover that the true value of its fiat money and turn upon those wizards who controlled and manipulated it. Most everyone had to die before anyone realized that the true value of fiat money was $0. And in a world that knows the cost of everything and the value of nothing, deprived of this measure, most everything in the world would then revert into worthlessness.

Thus America and the financialized world were headed down the Road to Zero. The road leading to zero value of everything – including humanity itself.

Systemic control over the wizardry had to be retained at all costs, up to and including the ICBM option with all its unmitigated global warming. What remained of the real economy could wither away and die so long as systemic control over the wizardry was retained. Because the wizards could always conjure up a Tyranny of the 51% into believing that a systemic collapse was the fault of the 49%. Everything could be fixed given both enough time and conjured money if and only if that 49% could be permanently “fixed”.

But the only way to maintain systemic control while the rigged game collapses under the accumulating weight of fraud, corruption, and lies was to gain control over the manifestations of collapse. Once control over the manifestations was achieved, The Science™ could isolate each element of collapse and effectively direct blame for every element onto either someone else or some unrelated circumstance. As long as every element of the systemic collapse was isolated and presented as discrete and unrelated to the totality, futile ameliorating measures could be taken here and there, one after another, with great media bravado. The tweaks and adjustments, all doomed to failure, assured the American people for a while that succor was on its way. And when that “for a while” expired and the promised succor never arrived, that someone else or unrelated circumstance got blamed in a mass media fury for the failures of the tweaks and adjustments that everyone had not long ago been assured of their inevitable success.

But precious time had been bought with those promises, so it mattered not when failure followed every tweak and adjustment. The people always just sat and waited for the promised succor to arrive. In fact, failure was the desired outcome as a series of futile measures could follow one after another and buy even more time to fix was is essentially permanently broken. Because the people always just sit and wait. And then they sit and waited some more. And with enough time a new crop of smiling faces arrived on the television to promise new and improved tweaks and adjustment that this time are certain to succeed. So the people sit and wait again. And then again.

So long as a Tyranny of the 51% rules over everything unimportant and irrelevant in a society under Crushing Democracy, the people just sit and wait. Except where boys dress like girls and go into the girl’s bathrooms. Then the American people are allowed to take a stand and fight it out with their antagonists. The Philosopher Kings have to give the American people something to fight over with great passion and fury and eventually win. Like degenerate books in elementary school libraries, storytelling fairies and perverts in the preschools, and rainbow flags. The American people need a Quisp and Quake to fight over like a big and little brother back in the better days of the 1970s. That way they retain some glimmer of Hope that things will all work out in the end. And this way they don’t get up and fight about things like monetary policy, foreign wars, abuse of power, and political corruption. The television every night tells them over and over and over that things will all work out in the end. So there they sit every night in front of their televisions and wait. So long as everyone is all in it together, the totality of systemic collapse remains an occult occupation, hidden from those growing ranks who directly suffer under its immediate and purposeful effects.

The most effective way to deflect the blame of systemic collapse and keep all those unrelated circumstances unrelated is to vilify someone else and direct blame entirely upon them. And as 2020 drew to a close that someone else was the American productive class.

The American productive class couldn’t just sit and wait. They had to get out and earn a living or lose everything they had built up over a lifetime. So 2020’s extended lockdowns got blamed on them because they refused to stay home, sit and wait, and accept two doses of Safe and Effective into their lives. Global warming got blamed on them because they would not embrace the energy transition nor reduce their carbon footprints with those same two Safe and Effective doses. Systemic racism got conjured up to hysterics and blamed on them because they would not kneel in shame before the unproductive disgruntled negro. And every conceivable injustice got blamed on them because they balked at paying reparation over what some probable distant ancestor may or may have not done. And mostly, they got blamed because they clung to what remained of their “wealth” that inflation, taxation, and regulation had yet to extract.

Every unrelated circumstance that had nothing to do with anything following the SOFR blowout got blamed on the American productive class. So the productive class had to be “fixed” by destroying their livelihoods and exterminating their will to produce stuff. Their businesses got forcibly shut down never to reopen. They were deemed “non-essential” and their lines of credit evaporated. Bank accounts mysteriously froze, insurance policies cancelled, and loyal customers vanished after only a single tweet brought forth an avalanche of anonymous anti-social media hatred that branded them racists, xenophobes, transphobes, and homophobes.

Long-time childhood friendships disappeared over vaccination status. Families splintered along political ideological lines. The neighbor whose name you couldn’t remember stopped waving hello from a distance. And that unshakeable Hope in America finally began to evaporate.

The American productive class had to be “fixed”. There could be no more demand for their Made in America stuff. The conjuring up of limitless debt however could continue unabated. And besides, the semi-sentient AI was carefully being programmed and trained and prepared to assume all the wizardry related to conjuring up the American people into doing whatever the Philosopher Kings input into it. But every produced real tangible thing now had to be outsourced onto foreign shores because only stuff that translated into foreign exchange earnings put to work buying US Treasury debt could keep the Endless War churning and the End of History in sight in this interconnected, financialized, and globalized world of US dollar suzerainty.

The full weight of the American Nexus and it’s .gov division was now armed with a fully controlled mass media. The Covid-19 wizardry was now aimed at destroying everything tangible thing produced upon Homeland soil. Everything from automobiles to craft beer to machine parts – everything was non-essential until the government said it wasn’t and it wasn’t non-essential only if it was made overseas and sold on credit from a big box corporate mega-store. The hyperinflation had to be tamed and the last central bank garnering up to the Philosopher Kings. And now only the Reverse Repo shell game kept the rigged game going where there were fewer and fewer men to come around and lay their money down. Only the essentials that kept the “virtuous cycle” on life support were allowed to continue. Only wars, waste, Wall Street, and welfare could go on as before. Nothing else in life could be allowed continue as it was.

It was the beginning of the Great Reset.

And while the global debt generation system tottered on collapse, and the Chosen super-rich got super richer while everything else got shut down, that Tyranny of the 51% continued to pour out into the American streets. The freaks came out to relish unopposed in all the glories of that cultural Marxism conjured up from the incessant and uncensored calls to violence emanating from anti-social media. The criminals came out in droves every evening with their gasoline cans to brave the deadly virus and impose their fiery form of retributive justice. And every night the American people sat there in front of their televisions watching the spectacle unfold before them in real time. Every deviant and weirdo pitched in to aid the Nexus in “fixing” what remained of the inner city productive class. They were contractors assigned to put a permanent end to all those petty bourgeoisie with their shops and bodegas who dared to nibble even a tiny bit into the mega-corporation cash flow. The perennially aggrieved ran amok to loot and burn entire city blocks in this unique form of urban renewal across every American city that possessed a 15 minute city master plan, a Soros funded District Attorney, and a Federal Reserve district headquarters.

The police just stood around and watched it all burn down. On the odd occasion they did spring into action and mistakenly arrest some arsonist or vandal, the suspects were assumed innocent and blameless and immediately released on a no bail ROR by District Attorneys put in place by a combination of Nexus 501(c)(3) campaign funding and thousands of deceased inner city voters. And the looting and the burning and the lockdowns and the televisions all ground everyone down until they were drained of spirit and all in it together. American society was degenerating into an amorphous mass of inclusive and undifferentiated equality and wholly unnatural equity. The social entropy that had been building was being released into the system.

That is why Marxism was invented. To grind down the productive class with violence and disruption and chaos until a formerly cohesive and productive society does not function properly and is no longer self-sufficient. Because when a formerly productive society transitions into dependence, the collective real assets that it has spent decades constructing – like the bonds that held society together and guarantee its members mutual livelihoods, a modicum of living standard, and a great deal of liberty – these real assets can then be stripped away without resistance using mere chits of paper in a grand re-enactment of the old magic bag of beans for the family cow trick. That is why fiat money is Marxism. It is the destroyer of societies and the collection of all real property into the hands of the Chosen few who control that fiat money. So the Marxist is not so much exclaiming that property is theft, but is rather decrying that the self-sufficiency of society denies him his total ownership over all the real property of an entire people.

And that has been the modus operandi of the conjuring class for millennia. They get their money for nothin’ and checks for free by destroying societies and placing them in a state of dependence. And it works time and again because the productive class always goes along with the Joke. The productive class is just too busy producing and it wants to keep busy producing, so it goes along to get along. The productive class tells itself maybe after a while of going along to get along the conjurers will all go away. But instead, the Joke just intensifies, transitions from mere abuse to actual harm, and eventually reaches the point where it is nigh impossible to extricate oneself from the Joke without a fight. And even after the productive class decides to extricate itself, it does so using “approved” methods erected and controlled by the conjurers – court battles, public relation campaigns, ballot initiatives, appeals to reason and decency. Such controlled measures are allowed in the “fight” without actually coming to blows because these futile efforts gain the conjurers time to intensify their grip over the productive class and break all natural inclinations to resist.

So the conjurers employ magic spells to ensure the productive class never realizes that not only is the Joke on them, but that there is even a Joke being played on them in the first place. That is why one is immediately branded a “conspiracy theorist” once they express their realization that something untoward is afoot on a grand scale. The ridicule and condemnation intensifies as this realization becomes clearer. The conjurers get others to laugh at you before they get others to fight you, but when they fight you, you win because there are so few of them and their spell is so tenuous and illogical. But alas, the recipients of the Joke almost never fight back in force. So the Joke rolls on, rolling over everyone until it consumes the entirety of a society where there is nobody left but Jokers and Dupes.

That is why these conjurers employ their mental weapons. The Philosopher Kings cannot allow any situation to get to the actual fighting stage, because once the real fighting starts, the Philosopher Kings lose. They will lose because a society ruled by wizards is the unnatural human condition contrary to what the magic spells have convinced everyone of. Because a society of dependents is a society of slaves and the natural human condition is one of liberty.

Pomp, ceremony, contrived foundation myths, endless vacuous streams of entertainment, compulsory “education”, and a continuous projection of strength and authority that do not exist are the wizards’ primary mental weapons. When projections begin to wane and questions of legitimacy arise, the wizards engineer traumatic shocks to the social system that get the productive class in line and marching down a different road to a new set of orders. For a while, everyone is all in it together and all questions of legitimacy forgotten. And once the marching starts, even more money for nothin’ and checks for free begin to flow into the bank accounts of the conjurers. But all roads marched down still lead everyone all in it together a bit further towards the End of History finish line and its universal equality awaiting everyone in the ultimate equity of slavery and death in the end.

Yet through it all the wizards remain standing, growing more powerful with every new comedy routine disguised as a traumatic shock to the social system. That is because the Joke is crafted and delivered as the normal human social condition. The Joke is crafted so that all societal disorder and chaos is either imposed from without or the fault of the dupe. And everything on the inside will be nice and sparkling clean again so long as the dupe gets with the program and goes along with the Joke to get along.

The Joke inverts the recipient dupe’s psychic workings so that he accepts with eyes closed this most fundamental of humiliations – his slavery to a magic spell. The dupe has been convinced that he resides in a modern and progressive society constructed and maintained for his well-being and such an anachronisms like a magic spell could not possibly exist today. That is why living must be easy with eyes closed for the dupe, and there can be nothing to get hung about save for one’s favorite sports team losing the big game. The dupe must toil in the Strawberry Fields of his servitude forever unaware he is even in the Strawberry Field.

But then comes the hyperinflation and the end of easy living with eyes closed. Those who misunderstand what they are seeing and continue to acquiesce to the Joke will perish in that Strawberry Field. Those who open their eyes as their living becomes not easy, and they see the wizards living easy as throngs of others toil in that Strawberry Field of misunderstanding for the sole benefit of the wizard – those with open eyes have a chance to regain their self-respect and autonomy. But they can only regain this self-respect if they ignore the laughter directed at them and take a real fight to the Philosopher Kings. Because once the laughter stops and the fight starts, the productive class will win because the Philosopher Kings are wholly dependent upon others. As hyperinflation erodes the magic spell, fewer and fewer of these others will be willing to engage in this proxy fight against those opposed to the Philosopher Kings and the control levers over society become open for the taking. And it is not the easy living that one will win in this fight - one will win a not easy life lived in liberty, free from the magic spells and the humiliation of slavery to a small group of Chosen Jokers who despise everyone who was gullible enough to fall for their magic spells.

The Philosopher Kings are not Marxists as they have no ideology beyond themselves and their positions at the apex of the social hierarchy – they are wizards and thieves, skilled in the delivery and management of grandiose magic spells that drain entire societies of their collective assets.

But first humanity had to be herded into the cusp of total financial and socio-political collapse where the End of History finish line came into view. America first and foremost had to be herded up before it could start and win the real fight with the Philosopher Kings. America’s narrow window of opportunity to begin the real fight had to be shut tight forever. It was at this point where the Philosopher Kings would reveal their grand “solutions” to the problems they had intentionally crated so that their “solutions” could then become humanity’s greatest problems. It was here where the wizards could reveal humanity’s “escape” from a fictitious SARS_CoV-2 virus into The Killing Joke.

And The Killing Joke was on everyone. Again. Same as it ever was.

The Osama bin Laden Show had been a masterpiece of psychological warfare conjured up from the televisions upon an unexpecting American people. It produced the pervasive and permanent fear among the soft and pliable citizenry that hardened them into a unanimous support for the Endless War that they never asked for. The partying like it was 1999 had to eventually come to an end if America was ever to get up and go and get achieving its true occult purpose. So after watching those Twin Towers minus Building 7 implode and free-fall over and over again on all those television screens that just materialized everywhere before 9/10, what patriotic minded citizen could possibly comprehend the irrationality of a war in Iraq with Saddam Hussein because of what Osama bin Laden in Afghanistan did to them? War had overnight been transformed into a great big Buy 1, Get 1 Free marketing blitz that no patriotic minded shopper could possibly resist. The televised sorcery had worked beyond the wildest of expectations and the Philosopher Kings got 2 multi-trillion dollar wars for the price of 3 doubly insured demolished buildings. And the dazed and confused American citizenry had shut up, questioned nothing, got in line, and began its march in unison towards the moral, spiritual, and physical depletion that awaited it at the End of History.

That soft and pliable American citizenry quit partying like it was 1999 on a dime and got to marching as it was told, in the direction it was told, believing what it was told and did not notice the critical mass of entropy building within America’s borders working to disorder the existing social order into something no longer resembling America. The American corporate state got so busy defending its borders from phantoms existing without that the American people ignored the growing enemy gathering within.

The End of History does not concern itself with time so long as the financial sorcery is strong and the hyperinflation kept in check. So once entropy is admitted into the ordered American system, rebranded as diversity, and confetti rained upon it, the End of History always wins out in the long game. Because what is left of the productive class on Homeland soil is just too busy producing to stem the growing disorder within. Because once the productive class downs tools and stops producing to stem the disorder, the rate of disorder increases due to the collapse in productivity. Go back to producing to stem the productivity collapse and the rate of social disorder grows more powerful. What remains of the productive Americans is left with the choice of downing tools to deal with the disorder and get collapse now, or keep producing and get collapse later. Either choice ends in the same inevitable collapse. That is what makes diversity the greatest weapon ever devised. Because once it reaches its critical mass the collapse is inevitable regardless if one fights it or not.

But what the American productive class fails to comprehend is that it is better to fight and be victorious in that collapse than to do nothing and be defeated in that same collapse. Victory provides the opportunity to rebuild on one’s terms, where defeat ensures nothing is rebuilt as the world is enveloped by the End of History. Given such a choice, the productive class will fight to keep their own private productive endeavor viable at the expense of the national productive endeavor. That is what happens to a society where all it cares about is money. As long as one is the last man standing holding onto his money, all is well until the day arrives where the better class of criminal shows up. That is why money is not the root of all evil, but rather evil is the root of all money. Because what better way is there to drown a society in evil than to flood it with money? Because that flood of money produces a society where one aspires to be the last man standing holding his money, and a society where only one man remains standing is not a society, but is instead a hell ruled over by the likes of Lucifer himself.

The ultimate end of entropy is total system disorder from which there is no recovery. Its magic ingredient is time. Using the laws of social thermodynamics, an army need not invade all at once, nor even fire a single shot. An army need only slowly trickle in one third world drip at a time, build to a critical mass of unproductive dependence, and slowly release its entropy into the ordered social system where time does the rest. Because, there is no escaping from the laws of social thermodynamics.

The Hope and Change Show had provided yet more distraction following on from The Osama bin Laden Show. That critical mass of entropy dripping into America continued to gestate and congeal into the enemy within ready to disorder and dissolve America into purely unrecoverable energy inputs. And every lost BTU would be dissipated with the full assistance from that same .gov division of the Nexus that was sworn to represent the ordered interests of its long established citizenry.

Through all the television drama and fear no one noticed that with 9/11 the Philosopher Kings had, in fact, declared war not upon some far away enemy from without, but upon the American people within. The American people were engaged in fighting an invisible war they did not comprehend using imperceptible silent weapons trained upon them. And these silent weapons were the true weapons of mass destruction specially designed not to bring down nations and their corporate legal frameworks, but were instead manufactured through sorcery to destroy entire peoples residing within those frameworks.

These true weapons of mass destruction were the psychological neutron bombs whereby entire peoples vanished but the corporate frameworks in which they resided remained intact, ready to be filled by whomever the Philosopher Kings determined best served their ends.

But The Covid-19 Show was specially crafted to disband what remained of this unified established American citizenry so it could never rise and organize into a force harnessed to oppose the End of History. Because as the End of History neared, the established American citizenry would get its first glimpse of what awaited it on the other side of the finish line – Net Zero and The Killing Joke. And what was Net Zero other than net zero people? And what could The Killing Joke be other than the death of billions for such ridiculous reasons that it could be nothing more but than a great big evil joke?

The Philosopher Kings could not allow the shock of Net Zero and The Killing Joke to awaken the established America citizenry and the dormant innate spirit passed to them from their forefathers who conquered the continent. Crushing Democracy had gotten the whole evil rotten plan this far, and so far nobody panicked because everything had gone according to plan. But diversity, once combined with Our Democracy, would get the whole evil and rotten plan across the End of History finish line by replacing the established American citizenry with a brand new “citizenry”. These new “citizens” did not possess the innate threat of a collective history of conquest over the continent their forefathers conquered. These replacements would instead be an exercise in reverse colonialism unleashed to regain what the Philosopher Kings had lost in the late 18^th century to the nascent American people.The Philosopher Kings needed to replace Americans with a fabricated collection of assorted rabble amenable to the increasingly onerous terms on offer from an increasingly rapacious corporate state that was fixated only upon prosecuting Endless War and garnering up that last central bank. The Philosopher Kings needed an American corporate state filled with disunited and disparate peoples with low expectations who did not notice that increasing decline and decay as the End of History approached, but rather saw participation prizes and showers of confetti and dependable UBI as the Net Zero demise of everyone drew near.

So the Philosopher Kings raised this army of diversity and unleashed it within America to spiritually break it and erode that unshakeable collective Hope that America once engendered. Diversity was the tip of the spear needed to pierce the old spell of American exceptionalism and reveal the truth behind the façade of unrepayable debt. Because what America was really exceptional at was conjuring false “prosperity” at home and very real Endless War abroad. Hyperinflation however would reveal these truths to the established citizenry, one diversity driven failure after another. But it will only be at the cusp of the End of History when the epiphany comes where everything done under the sun since August of 1971 was just a grand television production to anesthetize the established citizenry and marshal them up so to garner up by force and treachery all the central banks of the world unto the Philosopher Kings. And the closer the Philosopher Kings came to completing their collection of central banks, the less they needed the old functioning America and its principled, homogeneous, and established European citizenry. Verily, the Philosopher Kings needed to ensure the established American citizenry never again assembled to collectively accomplish anything – especially the overthrow of the Philosopher Kings, the dissolution of the corporate state, the untangling of its laws, and the reclamation of their birthrights. The Philosopher Kings needed the established American citizenry up to August of 1971, but as the End of History approached, they would cast them out like a leper.

This Apollo 11 Frankenstein of belief in American exceptionalism had to be permanently decommissioned if the End of History was to ever come to fruition. The hyperinflation might be outrun, but this belief had to be forever undone and its foundation myth permanently put to rest. But the only way to undo this belief was to guarantee that America could collectively and forever accomplish nothing. So what better way to spiritually break the established American citizenry’s belief in American than to hand the batons of American leadership over to a chronically inept diversity that would then mandate and threaten and coerce the established citizenry into injecting itself with a Safe and Effective antidote to that unshakeable belief in America? What better cure for this belief in America than to have the omnipresent Made in America question marks of life or sudden death coursing through one’s veins?

Where Nazi German engineering combined with that Jewish Hollywood basement to deliver up the fictional Apollo 11 triumph of American exceptionalism, The Covid-19 Show would administer America’s greatest collective failure disguised as a great bigly warp speed victory. Who could ever be unshakably hopeful afterwards as one quietly waited for Safe and Effective to work its mod-RNA magic and finally answer the big question of whether or not one was going to be allowed another second of sudden life?

And then after one second elapsed, the big question arose anew.And then it arose again. Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

The Philosopher Kings abandoned pretense now and summoned up The Covid-19 Show to once and for all shatter this unshakeable Hope in American exceptionalism. They conjured a new evil wizardry to bludgeon into nonexistence the natural optimism of America’s long established citizenry and it went to work fashioning a new ideal American mindset – collectively demoralized, incapable of unified action, but individually expectant. There could be no Hope for a better day for everyone as the joke entered into its deadly concluding phase and the diverse comedians onstage readied themselves to deliver the fatal punch line.

And so America got rebranded into the antithesis of everything it was never supposed to be. Everything of meaning to the established American citizenry got disassembled right before their eyes and reconstructed into something unrecognizable, illogical, and vacuous.Links to history were severed and once meaningful things just existed for no reason. The connections between government and people dissolved, leaving the act of governing nothing but a televised soap opera. The brutality and corruption of the rigged game got revealed with every unapologetic CPI print and each unpunished Wall Street financial crime. Depravity, degeneracy, and blasphemy took primacy over tradition and decorum, poisoning, defiling, and desecrating all solemn rituals and serious affairs of state.

This American rebranding into its antithesis was dependent upon Our Democracy squashing natural human reactions like disgust and revulsion so to form a new compliant and submissive “citizen” of the corporate state who was always all in it together and tolerated every indecency parading around it. Thus Our Democracy got to work and socially rebranded those natural reactions as “intolerance”, while legally redefining them as “hate”. Depravity, ineptitude, and incompetence tolerate no criticism, so all “intolerance” got banned by Nexus institutions with passive-aggressive threats pretending to be “Our Values”. And “hate” was codified and criminalized and harshly sentenced at every opportunity by those who sat in judgement of others they despised only by the grace of their external diversity within which a uniform thinking resided.

So as Our Democracy beat the American people into submission, tolerance joined in and pounded into the American peoples’ heads that they had better tolerate the beatings and get with the program or else, because tolerance was now the highest American ideal. There were even museums by now in every major American city devoted exclusively to the worship of this highest national aspiration because the only thing that tolerance can’t tolerate is intolerance to itself. All is permitted except intolerance, and do as thou wilt is the whole of the law except for you. Because, the great secret of tolerance is that it cannot tolerate you.

And that tolerance during The Covid-19 Show tested the American people to the extreme from sea to shining sea. But those endless appeals to tolerance hiding behind veiled threats and open hatred were in reality public exhortations to the hidden diversity to come out of the closets and to not only openly exhibit even more depravity, ineptitude, and incompetence, but to glory in them all. Tolerance was to push the limits of the American people to just stand there and do nothing. And they stood there doing nothing because they were mentally broke over their collective realization that they were just standing there tolerating what was unbearable. Our Democracy had frozen them to the point of near permanent inaction because they knew the second they did something, the anti-social media would pounce and a 20 year curated business or carefully crafted career went up in smoke overnight. “Our Values” and “Community Values” would crush them instantly, so most of America were resigned to have no values in the midst of such values in the vindictive and intolerant hands of diversity.

More tolerance ultimately begets more frustration because no one will naturally tolerate the intolerable, and that is the whole idea behind tolerance – to bring those out into the open who will no longer tolerate the intolerable so they can be expunged. And more frustration eventually reaches the point where it evolves into “hate” because of the eventual realization that one is just standing there doing nothing in the face of all the intolerable things dancing before him. More “hate” ensures that diversity throws The Book of Law arbitrarily at more of those newly minted criminals who can no longer tolerate what America has fundamentally transformed into. And those executive statements of “Our Values” that are suddenly thrust upon one without consultation nor escape ensures that those who can no longer tolerate the intolerable get forever banished from the institutions of society and are readily replaced by freaks, degenerates, and incompetents.

These freaks, degenerates, and incompetents had aligned with diversity, were subsumed and protected by the Nexus, and the whole protected amalgamation were the only people now allowed to possess an unshakeable collective Hope in America. So the freaks and degenerates and incompetent joined hands with diversity to dance and cavort through the confetti filled streets against a long established American citizenry that was the prime audience for these debauched parades, all the while daring this citizenry to do something about it knowing full well they could do nothing about it without inviting professional or social ruin.

And that was the true essence of the new inverted “Freedom”. To do as thou wilt while others were not free to do something about it.

All of America’s institutions got drafted into this national rebranding campaign. Entertainment was mutated into disheartenment and the dissemination of degeneracy. Education was reconstructed into discouragement, victimization, and the condemnation of the long established American citizenry. Laws were refashioned into politics. Obedience and submission to tolerance were reformulated into patriotism. Health care was revamped into managed chronic illness.

And the language to express the long established citizenry’s disgust and revulsion to what they observed closing in on them from their televisions and smartphones was regurgitated to rewire the American collective conscious. Incompetence became celebrated as diversity. Truth became reviled as racism. Sodomy became love. Nationalism became totalitarian fascism although the Nexus was already fascism. And the established American citizenry became the greatest viable threat to Our Democracy. America was in the midst of its great inversion whereby that which was formerly occult now operated in the open, performing its sinister sorcery unashamed and exposed for all to witness.

The American collective consciousness was being hollowed out as the joke played out on everyone.

But the Philosopher Kings couldn’t completely destroy America just yet. They needed the pretender king dollar to its dying breath and the American military funded ad infinitum to finish the job of garnering up those last central banks before the hyperinflation kicked in. However, the Philosopher Kings could grind America down on Homeland soil into social, political, and economic dysfunction using diversity and degeneracy as weapons of social entropy. The Philosopher Kings needed to conjure up a broken America that could never be fixed so all traces of it and for which it stands could get permanently erased at the End of History. And once America and its spirit were permanently erased, the Philosopher Kings could go after God Himself. The Philosopher Kings would then perform the greatest of inversions and become gods themselves, to do as thou wilt upon the purposeless remains of a wholly inverted world.

The constant social strife created by this grotesque alliance between diversity with degeneracy means that not only nothing gets done, but everything that got done in the past gets undone in the present. And as everything gets undone and the hyperinflation kicks in, the vying for terms between diverse and degenerate groups of homogeneity aligned against the long established American citizenry intensifies, and the social strife reaches a point where American society can no longer function at even a rudimentary level except where the prosecution of Endless War is concerned. America then naturally splits into mutually opposed camps and fights it out to a stalemate until either the hyperinflation singularity arrives or the End of History finish line gets crossed. And that internal fight is what will buy the Philosopher Kings more time in the hyperinflation scenario as it is the excuse to impose the martial law and do as thou wilt until that last central bank is garnered up.

Diversity and degeneracy possess no inherent creativity, intelligence, inspiration, nor innovation and are instead the great inversions of American exceptionalism. Because an exceptional nation would never willingly be pushed into the social entropy and hyperinflation required to push it into the End of History. This is entirely a diversity of incompetence and degeneracy forced upon America rather than a naturally grown diversity of substance and ability. Because there are many diverse ways of getting something wrong but only a single uniform way of getting these same things right.

So as diversity and degeneracy are installed to take their holds over the leadership of America, these diverse leaders knows full well what they do not possess and are fully aware they are incapable of accomplishing anything other than to create more diversity. So creativity, intelligence, inspiration, and innovation are pushed aside and replaced with procedures, rules, mandates, policies, and guidelines. And as those without the qualities required to get things done produce these procedures, rules, mandates, policies, and guidelines, the ability of the nation to function normally erodes into a morass of contradictory and illogical aims and meaningless pursuits to the point where nothing can ever get done. There are many inputs and no outputs, and that is the nature of entropy.

Diversity and degeneracy are installed to ensure that the hands of the nation are effectively bound as they push America laughing and giggling into the End of History. That was the bargain the Philosopher Kings made with diversity and degeneracy - that their combined rule would destroyed American as the parades of confetti showered down upon them.

This coalition of diversity and degeneracy is the great big Going Out of Business sign placed in the American shop window. After 50 years of unceasing debt accumulation, America had finally arrived at an unstable node of equiprobable divergence on its fake money “prosperity” timeline. It could follow the New Nexus on the path to ever increasing social strife and cultural absurdity with no purpose beyond Endless War and the latest tech gadget unveiling until it got pushed across the End of History finish line and vanished from collective memory. It could unite under the Old Nexus and devour itself with more Endless War, waste, Wall Street, and welfare only to buy a few more years of false “prosperity” until it collapsed into unmitigated hyperinflation and a socio-economic chaos from which there was no escape save the ICBMs.

Or, somehow the American productive class could shake off the fog of conjuring enveloping them at every turn and in some way rediscover the original America’s mission - where liberty is not the unfettered pursuit of conjured money, but is instead the condition of existence where the state has no claim upon the fruits of one’s productive endeavors. Only in that outcome where the productive class rises up and breaks the spell can it recognize that it exists within a state of velvet glove slavery to their Nexus masters and its conjuring army of elite wizards. Because a people can never see their hidden slavery once they exchange the wealth of liberty for the “riches” of magically conjured money. That magic money always ends up selectively diverted into entitled grabbing hands. That is what ultimately happens when the productive class falls for the joke, because the joke is always on them. That is what happens when the productive class plays the rigged game, it is perpetually faced with a “heads you win, tails I lose” outcome.

When the American promise is forsaken for the American Dream, one must forcibly awaken the dreamer from his intoxicated slumber. Hyperinflation is the end of that intoxicated slumber where the productive class wakes up and has lost everything and realizes it cannot produce anything anymore. Everyone suddenly wakes up and has nothing, but a Chosen few have ended up having everything. The productive class must end their culture war to make way for the coming hyperinflationary class war if their slavery to the unproductive is to ever stop. Only when the magic spell of fiat money is broken can the true and natural societal class ordering be reverted where the illusion of conjured “riches” backed by force are no longer, and the skills, abilities, and productive determinations of the people are once again the American nation’s true wealth freely bestowed upon all who wish to constructively participate. And the greatest component of that spell to be smashed forever is that which convinced the productive class that those who conjure or cannot or will not participate constructively are somehow entitled to their “fair share” of the fat of the land.

For those “lucky” few who manage to come into the future, the New Nexus promises a Great Reset of technological wonderment driven by an artificially intelligent human obsolescence. The New Nexus would conjure up their New World Order from a programmable digital fiat currency that held the power to ostracize and eliminate anyone who stood in the way of their progressive march towards diversity, degeneracy, and the End of History. The Old Nexus stood in opposition to this and vowed to fight for the old order and use their old school monetary wizardry to resurrect that old unshakeable Hope in America. The Old Nexus would replay the old script starting from August 16^th of 1971 and old style “prosperity” rain down once again upon the American people.

But both sides of the Nexus were inescapably conjoined to a fiat money addiction to conjuring that had worked to build up the American socio-economic behemoth in that pursuit of the End of History, but had never been proven to fix anything when faced with the existential threat of hyperinflation. The conjuring had reached the point where the cure was the disease, and the productive class was condemned to hyperinflation whether it made America great again or just gave up and followed the Siren song of the Great Reset. There was no escaping the sorcery of fiat money leading the nation to its inevitable ruin. Things were boiling down to simply a matter of form in the coming fiat disaster – it was coming down to the mere question of digital or paper.

But the Philosopher Kings had one financial Final Solution up their sleeve...

The joke wasn’t funny anymore because the joke had fundamentally transformed into The Killing Joke. And only the true psychopaths laughed and celebrated as The Killing Joke delivered its punch line. The joke was never really funny come to think of it. It was mostly just tolerable at best. Most everyone went along and pretended to laugh along with every punch line to the gut to get along in that Crushing Democracy. Only a lucky few laughed all the way to the bank because it was almost impossible to laugh all the way to the food bank. But eventually, no one laughed anymore as The Killing Joke ground down everyone and got them all in it together. It had to grind down everyone. It had to soften up America for the delivery of its final punch line to the heart. And the longer the sorcery held, the more Americans got ground down as the comedians on stage stood firm at their microphones and dared the captive American audience to man up and throw them offstage.

Most who got ground down had put up with the joke to the bitter end in a blind hope that some of that conjured “prosperity” might finally fall their way. Everything would be fine once they had figured out how the rigged game worked.Others plodded along furtively in a desperate hope that so long as they remained quiet and invisible, the stochastics of inevitability would somehow pass them over unscathed. And just because you were paranoid didn’t mean that the joke wasn’t after you, because everyone would eventually be all in it together until they cast everyone out all together like a leper.

The rules of the rigged game meant everyone got ground down in the end. Only the Philosopher Kings, their central banks, and their most trusted enforcers would remain standing. Without everyone ground down in the end and all in it together, where everyone shared in an equity of deprivation and an equality of hopelessness, only then could there be any hope of getting over that End of History finish line. Because a robust and hopeful American people would never allow themselves to arrive at the cusp of their own self-annihilation. Only when the sorcery had everyone under the spell of Crushing Democracy could America destroy its self and everyone all join in and push themselves into the End of History. Because once everyone was sitting in the theater all in it together, no one dared disturb the show and get out of their seat and throw the psychopathic comedian offstage.

Unless the entirety of the American people woke up bankrupt and homeless in the land that their forefathers conquered, they would never accept the insane synthesis handed to them as the solution to their purposely inflicted demise. It was Hope that kept the American people from hurtling towards that unavoidable, irreversible, and predetermined date with destiny. It was the original sorcery of The Apollo 11 Show that had infused the American people with its unshakeable conviction that things would always work out in the end. Because, an American had walked on the moon – ergo, Americans can come together and do anything they put their collective minds to. But this conjured Hope had grown into a Frankenstein of the Philosopher Kings’ own making. It was meant to be just a temporary abomination to get those ICBM launch systems in place without anybody noticing. But that Frankenstein had escaped the castle, marched down the mountain, and infected every village in the surrounding countryside. It was this Hope in America that kicked-off the End of History project but now stood directly in its way.

And there was that race against hyperinflation to deal with on top of all that implacable Hope.

This Hope in America run amok had to be captured, subdued, marched back up the mountain, tied down to the lab table, and permanently deactivated. The pervasive Hope that subconsciously bound together the American people into a single, cohesive unit had to be shattered into millions of discrete fragments. The Philosopher Kings could tolerate a cohesive American people and the unified Hope they held in America no longer. But little separate pieces of Hope, scattered and sparkling about the nation, maintained an unconnected belief in America and was still of benefit to the End of History. A shattered Hope kept the whole unfunny comedy show going long enough so the comedians could deliver their final punch line. The American spirit and psyche had to be permanently broken to the point where it could never be repaired.

And if the comedians couldn’t break the American people, the Philosopher Kings would just replace them.

The Covid-19 Show served a dual purpose. It was first and foremost the underlying preparation to immediately quell the hyperinflation following from the coordinated SOFR spike and the preplanned Mother of All Money Grabs. But this pandemic production As Seen on TV! was more than just an immediate “fix” to the universal doom ushered forth by a cold virus. The Covid-19 Show was secondarily a longer-term undertaking to, once and for all, crush this unshakeable Hope in American exceptionalism and permanently deactivate the latent cohesiveness of the American people. It gave the Philosopher Kings the opportunity to smash the big multifaceted American diamond into a million jagged shards and hand them all over to an amorphous rabble of newly arrived others wholly incapable of ever forming a cohesive unit of anything other than a street gang peddling dope and prostitutes. The Covid-19 Show was the enterprise to turn America from a nation of unified citizens into a collection of random people.

So the Philosopher Kings ordered its Nexus to embrace the strength of diversity and wield it like a bludgeon to attack and break America’s unshakeable Hope in America.America would finally get its fundamental transformation. It would transform from a cohesive nation of citizens possessing an esprit de corps that instinctively believed America could do anything, into an assemblage of assorted non-citizens and dependents that expected America to just give them everything.These new “Americans” need only show up to claim their winnings, and they showed up by the millions demanding immediate prizes. The Hope once embodied in a collective doing eroded and degraded into the hope of an individual getting what all thought was their due. Because a diverse and fragmented society not only shatters the Hope in American exceptionalism, but splinters American society to a point where it can collectively accomplish nothing.   

An America infected with diversity throughout its institutions quickly becomes debilitated and unable to collectively accomplish anything other than gathering up even more diversity. Diversity becomes the new end as the old ends and their antiquated success metrics are jettisoned. Means are celebrated as opposed to outcomes and the ethical mandate of means foisted upon institutions insist that failures in outcome be overlooked so long as means are accomplished. Failure in the means becomes a failure of the ends, but a failure of the ends is success if there is success in the means. Logic is yet again upended in another great societal inversion.

An America that celebrates means as its highest value reaches the point where it can accomplish nothing because it is not focused on traditional outcomes. Second place is no longer the first loser.And as the confetti rains down upon an America that celebrates 5^th and 6^th place, it can then never discover it is unwittingly being paraded towards its eventual demise. As a failing America is progressively rendered hapless with increasing diversity and overwhelming inclusion, it will double down on more of what is failing as America’s demise is the intention of diversity and inclusion. Thus, diversity and inclusion ensures America will never pull itself out of the downward spiral of debt accumulation from which there is no escape because America’s failure is the necessary precondition to keep it irreversibly marching all in it together through that glorious shower of confetti towards the End of History finish line. Diversity is the punchline to the joke whereby America’s failure becomes its most celebrated outcome.

A society flooded with diversity is a false society that exists only in appearance. It is more akin to a grouping of tenants living in their separate apartments contained within the same building, each holding their own rental contract with the corporate state landlord. The tenants may occasionally acknowledge one another as they stand before the closed elevator doors, fidgeting uncomfortable, avoiding direct eye contact, impatiently waiting for the car to descend. They might know a few of their fellow tenants on a first name basis and perfunctorily greet each other as they briefly pass in the halls to disappear for the rest of the night behind always locked doors. But generally, the tenants share no connection with one another outside the common building in which they reside. So long as the rent gets paid every month and the social pretense follows the talking points, diversity is heralded as a triumph of tolerance and inclusivity.

Such an arrangement ensures each tenant remains individually subject to the whims of the landlord as each separate rental contract comes up for renewal. When a long established tenant not agree with the revised terms on offer, the landlord simply replaces him with a tenant more amenable to these new terms. Diversity supplies the corporate state landlord with a limitless queue of prospective tenants waiting outside the building who are more amenable to the revised terms on offer. It is this endless queue of hopeful tenants that keeps the long established residents agreeable to the increasingly onerous contractual demands of their corporate state landlord.

An established and functioning society’s continuous dilution is what will fundamentally transform it from a cohesive nation of citizens into a disparate collection of tenants. Diversity was the secret ingredient added to the Immigration Act of 1965, where its original mission was to increase America’s un- and semi-skilled cheap labor supply to replace those 2.7 million young men who produced nothing useful because they were sent off to go fight in Vietnam. That abundant cheap labor supply drove down Joe Six Pack’s real wages. Those declining real wages ate away at the lower echelons of the productive class and dissolved away the unions that held it together. The dissolution of its unions eroded Joe Six Pack’s political influence. And with little political influence remaining, Joe Six Pack and the rest of the productive class lower echelons were powerless to prevent America’s de-industrialization and their muster into the trailer parks for a life of methamphetamine and subsistence employment. Just like the American Indians before them herded into the reservations, the productive class lower echelon was being herded into the trailer parks and prepared to wake up one day homeless in the land that their forefathers conquered and ready for their Trail of Tears forced march into the End of History.

But after Crushing Democracy had all but politically neutered the American productive class, and their nation’s fundamental transformation reached its critical mass, diversity became the logical solution on hand to “fix” those important pieces of society still standing that were not yet wholly broken.

The forces of discrimination once gave new arrivals to America no choice but learn the American Way and assimilate to the nation’s established norms and expectations so to support themselves in a world without welfare. The fat of the land went into storage larder for use during times of want.Fiat money did not exist to prop up a liberal welfare state ad infinitum. This push into conformity led to the homogenization of society and was to a great extent what allowed it to function effectively on most levels. Within a homogeneous society, its members can get to the business of getting things done, not waste time on the multifaceted cultural interpretations of what constitutes getting things done. Discrimination created social integration, the social integration facilitated societal function, and societal function demanded a general level of competency and a good deal of effort.

But the push for diversity allows disparate unintegrated peoples to pool together into uniform groups where they vie for the most advantageous terms from the corporate welfare state in opposition to the established productive citizenry. The corporate state, with its fiat money conjured ad infinitum bankrolling generous welfare handouts, encourages these groups of disparate peoples to remain apart as societal integration is no longer necessary for these welfare dependents to support themselves as this is now achieved through negotiated “benefits” and “human rights” as part of the political process of a Crushing Democracy. It is these segregated pools of uniformity that in reality constitute “diversity” – not the many shades of brown all in it together unreality that is celebrated by the multimedia propaganda nexus.

Diversity is not a strength, it is a process to weaken the political power of the established American citizenry. And the more ways a cohesive established citizenry can be dissected into a socially engineered taxonomy of subgroups, the more intense this competitive vying for terms from the corporate state becomes. This continuous atomization splits naturally along lines of uniformity based upon every conceivable characteristic other than heterogeneity – except where the established citizenry is concerned. The established citizenry must be atomized down to the individual so it can turn to no group for support against the cohesive homogeneous pools of newcomers and newly invented subgroups. Diversity serves to erase the established citizenry while agglomerating those rejected by it into a societal and political opposition. Eventually, a point is reached where there is no established citizenry to oppose Endless War and the national march towards the End of History because at that point no one can see beyond their next EBT credit.

So during the Orange Ringmaster’s tenure, as America was mired in its reality TV dread and confusion, the comedians climbed onstage and unleashed diversity’s “fix” into all America’s institutions, all the while glowering down at their distracted audience daring it to come up onstage and do something about it. No one met the challenge, so every successive institutional failure henceforth has not been met with remorseful pledges to remedy the underlying preventable causes, but were instead followed with gasps of shock and derisory scolding directed at those who audaciously intimated that diversity might in the slightest constitute a contributing factor to those failures.

The script was followed to the letter, failure after failure, because those institutions charged with remedy are themselves infected with diversity, so the root cause of incompetence and incapability remain in place to pursue a revised institutional mission.And once the root cause of institutional failure is entrenched, systemic failure is guaranteed as the system becomes incapable of neither leadership nor solution formulation, let alone repair.

This triumph of means over ends was necessary to invert America’s original institutional missions. America’s “fundamental transformation” ensures its institutions no longer serve its established citizenry, but instead get repurposed to demoralize them by demonstrating to the world that America and its people are no longer capable of producing successful outcomes. There is no greater force to degenerate a winning team filled with hubris than to hire a new coach that forces a string of avoidable losses upon it. Diversity is by design that string of avoidable losses whereby the root cause of failure is sent into the game time and again to miss the 30 yard winning field goal. And after every predictable shank, the root cause stands there on the field smiling and waving before the howling fans, glorying in the hail of angry derisory catcalls. The diversity joke is what ensures that the fans never get another winning season, while the root cause of the losing streak is showered by executive management with confetti celebrating the triumph of means over outcomes. The losses pile up, the fans quit showing up to the game, and the confetti rains down even harder, and that unshakeable Hope in American exceptionalism dies a bit more with every Made in America failure. A dejected Team America sits on the bench watching the game clock run down, their heads hung in shame and impotent disbelief. No one yells Hi mom, we’re #1 from the sideline anymore as the game comes to an end, another avoidable loss gets tallied, and the End of History wins the division.

As the revised terms on offer from the corporate state become more and more onerous, these disparate pools of diversity eventually start to fight the established citizenry for the privilege of gaining the best of the bad terms.But bad terms for the established citizenry are good terms from where the diversity originates.All that the corporate state need do is fill its borders with a never-ending flood of disparate people from dysfunctional societies to extract even more onerous terms from the established citizenry.It is this competitive vying for, and the granting of, separate terms among uniform pools of diverse peoples that creates a perpetual underlying strife in the diverse America.And when the need arises, this strife can be elevated using anti-social media into coordinated violence directed at that established citizenry who refuse to accept their revised terms of tenancy.Thus, this strife and coordinated violence grinds down all group in the end as the continually revised terms of tenancy become more and more onerous with each contract round yet the confetti continues to rain down upon the root cause of American society’s division.

This all-consuming strife purposely imported into America, when added to de-industrialization and the disappearance of economic upward mobility, ensures that those whose forefathers conquered the continent are diluted, disenfranchised, demoralized, and discarded to the point where they wake up one day and have completely forgotten that it is they who comprise the American nation in which they inhabit. The American nation is not a legal abstraction, it is composed of the hard reality of its birthright citizens sleeping in their cars, figuring out how to stretch that last $200 bucks over the next two weeks, or playing financial triage with the pile of “PAST DUE” notices scattered across their kitchen tables. Despite the ever onerous terms forced upon the American birthright citizenry, the corporate welfare state largesse grows more generous every passing year with regards to those ranks of that newly arrived diversity who show up to immediately claim their winning prize. Because one day those disparate pools of diversity will be mobilized into a single pool and unleashed upon what remains of the American birthright citizenry in the great mop up operation that finally pushes a wholly bankrupt America over that End of History finish line.

The everyday ubiquitous strife is the sorcerers’ sleight of hand that diverts attention away from those who erect and control the corporate state and to whom a final accountability must be reckoned. The corporate state is the mechanism to alienate a nation’s established citizenry as it destroys its founding ideology and suborns its people to laws rather than principles. This constant strife ensures the established citizenry forgets that America was not founded as a collection of random people ruled by punitive laws, but was founded to build a cohesive citizenry vested with principles operating under common ideals. But a birthright citizenry pleading for terms from a corporate state landlord is tantamount to surrender, and diversity, combined with de-industrialization, are the means by which political power is diluted and the surrender of an entire people obtained. Diversity completes the transition from a state comprised of principles to one consisting of rules and laws and mandates serving no purpose other than to drain more and more of the fruits of endeavor from the productive class into the hands of the conjuring class and their reserve army of diverse welfare dependents.

Diversity is the social entropy baked into the American Pie that makes Our Democracy so effective. Because a diverse unprincipled society that votes, underpinned by illogical abusive laws, is one that goes nowhere, can accomplish nothing of significance as a whole, and is the easiest to control.

The Old Nexus were not heroes. Their vision to make America great again was to ditch the Philosopher Kings before the Philosopher Kings ditched them. They sought to retain the old system of reward and privilege bestowed upon an entrenched hereditary conjuring class. They were not fighting to eradicate the sorcery, but were instead fighting to gain control over it and conjure up a new spell over the American people.

This was not the good fight on behalf of the America but was rather a fight for survival. The Old Nexus refused to be replaced by a digital artificial intelligence and would not cede their analog roles as arbiters of who would and would not get that fiat money at rock bottom prices and become “wealthy” beyond pure imagination. The Old Nexus needed history to continue even if history was all just a big noble monetary lie that could not go on much longer. They touted themselves as “conservatives”, but they only wanted to conserve the old means and ways of America’s bondage to a conjured financial system. They wanted to continue with the debt based fake prosperity where the more America “succeeded”, the more spectacular was its unavoidable economic collapse into valuation reality.

The Old Nexus promised the productive class it would deliver a bit less taxation, nibble at the edges of regulation, and tinker with The Economic Science™ to tamp down on inflation. But taxation, regulation, and inflation are all systemic features of the conjured American “economy” - they are not bugs that can be “fixed”. The Ashkenazi genius could not excise inflation just as a surgeon could not remove a liver and expect the patient to survive. Root out one feature of a conjured “economy” and the whole conjured system collapses. The Old Nexus were not proposing revolution, they were just the old bosses passing themselves off as the new bosses.

And they figured correctly we’d all get fooled again.

The Old Nexus promised the American people they would pause Endless War and stop the collective march towards the End of History. But the Old Nexus did this only because the End of History threatened their status, entitlement, and social preeminence conjured up along with trillions in fake money since that fateful day on August 15^th, 1971. More war meant more technology, and it was technology that would inevitably wrest control of finance from the Old Nexus and push it out of preeminence and into the “vaccine” lines of the profane world. The Old Nexus would be algorithmed and automated out of existence if it couldn’t conquer technology, and the key to controlling technology was to slow down the pace of Endless War. That is why they promised only to reset the financial clock back as far as August 14^th of 1971, because the conjured “economy” had been extremely good to them. The Old Nexus only need convince what remained of the American productive class that all the past conjuring that had de-industrialized and nearly destroyed them was now ready and willing to resurrect them from the brink of an outsourced annihilation.

The Old Nexus sought to use the American people to endorse its retention of all the features of the fraudulent fiat money system. And that meant keeping the original spell cast over the American people going strong. The Old Nexus would never reveal the secrets behind The Apollo 11 Show as they too needed the myth of American exceptionalism to retain their exceptional license over the fruits of the conjured American “economy”. They would never reveal the subterfuge behind The Osama bin Laden Show lest their complicity and profiteering be divulged. And they would never reveal the occult motivations behind The Covid-19 Show and their leading roles within it or the American people would round them up at warp speed and hang them by their necks until they died suddenly. The Old Nexus could never reveal anything behind the magic because the magic was what drove the greatest show on earth, and the show had to go on. Because that show had to go on rewarding the Old Nexus at the expense of the American productive class. That is how the conjuring works. And that was in reality the biggest secret that could never be revealed to the productive people who believed they were about to be saved once America was made great again.

The old system of fraudulent financial exploitation would not change an iota under the continued rule of the Old Nexus. Merely, the productive class would be allowed to retain a bit more of the fruits of its labor and the conjuring would continue unabated. The productive class would be given its Richter-like reprieve, and the great spell would merely reverse polarity and start demonizing some other group. American flags would fly again with pride to replace that degenerate Pride. And in exchange for these trifling magnanimities, the Old Nexus had cast itself as heroes in a rival B-grade reality TV series of its own production.

But this Old Nexus brazenness to bring the people to its side guaranteed that for the first time, Endless War in all its earnest would wash up onto the shores of Homeland soil. That was the great irony of the Old Nexus coup d’état. By making American great again, it condemned America to Endless War within its own borders in a big final push to get everyone all in it together and over the End of History finish line. And that final push would be by way of deception and the quiet weapons waging an invisible war within everyone’s mind.

The Old Nexus had sprung forward the financial doomsday clock like some deadly daylight savings time. The Philosopher Kings were losing the people to a competing spell, and they would not hesitate to destroy the world with their ICBMs should they ever lost control over it. And the Old Nexus stood ready to destroy the End of History with those quadrillions conjured up in Reverse REPO obligations should they ever lose their power and privilege and preeminence. And stuck in the middle of this financial Mexican standoff were the productive American people, clowns to the left of them and jokers to the right.

But the clowns were now the pegs upon which the circus was hung. And what a circus it was about to become.

The Old Nexus would ultimately do nothing more than continue the old ways of wars, waste, Wall Street, and welfare because – well, there was really nothing else they could do. They had been doing it for decades. Those were the pillars upon which America had been reconstructed since WWII and its New World Order. Knock down one pillar, and that brings down the rest of America with it. It was America’s mutually assured destruction by yet another means.

So the Old Nexus just put up a great big “Under New Management” sign in the American shop window and the American productive class loved it. They loved the Old Nexus because it promised to win the rigged game on behalf the American people.And everybody loves a hard fought game. But the productive class never reflected that in a rigged game, the objective can never be to win. In the rigged game, the objective is simply not to lose.So how could any savior win the hard fought rigged game on behalf of the American people when that game is specifically designed for the productive class to lose in the end? The true Promethean savior would overturn the tables on which the rigged game was played and smash the game board into pieces so it could never be played again. The only way not to lose in every deceptive iteration and permutation of the rigged game is not to play the rigged game.But the American people were getting sucked into the hard fought rigged game yet again.They did not turn away and join together to invent their own game, with its own rules, and their own moves. They yet again did not start a new game in which they all are the primary winners.

But the American people are conditioned and readied from birth to eagerly enter into the rigged game by an upbringing and “education” brimming with Hope of achieving that win for oneself alone. It is Hope, fenced off by ambition from one’s others, that ensures every night all the men would come around and lay their money down, if only to invariably choose the empty shell in the big American shell game of opportunity. And the rules of the rigged game, concocted by gypsies, tramps, and thieves holding law degrees and PhDs in finance, state that when one voluntarily enters the rigged game and chooses the empty shell, one has lost the game and has no recourse but go home, accept the outcome, and count his losses. Every game has to have its rules to clearly define its winners and losers. And it is the American people themselves who most loudly insist upon these rules as each individual has been conditioned to only envision himself as that potential winner-take-all (terms and conditions apply). It is the American Way to have clearly defined winners and losers with no exception. Hi Mom, we’re #1, can only be claimed - by one.

The American people have to have lots of rules. They insist upon this not to keep the game from being rigged. They instead insist upon lots of rules to shield themselves for when that day comes and they inevitably choose the empty shell in the rigged game of opportunity. And when that day comes, there they stand time and again, catatonic before the other expectant players, speechless and doing nothing about their being cheated. So the rules are erected to hide the cowardice of the loser and his inaction and give the cheated the opportunity to quietly slink away from the rigged game, ensuring other hopeful men will come around and lay their money down. The layers of rules allow those cheated men to claim in the end, “Well, those were the rules.” The layers of rules allow the cheated men to take the easy way out no matter their mental gymnastics and still allow them to proclaim to the other players that at least they played by the rules. These layers of rules allow the cheated men to turn their public defeats into private moral victories. Without these layers of rules, men get just plain cheated in an obviously rigged game and are plain seen by everyone to just stand there and do nothing about it.

And most importantly, these layers of rules are piled upon one another to prevent all those men who know damn well they have been cheated in the rigged game from ever banding together to do something about it. That then becomes the whole purpose of a corrupted government and its excessive rules and Byzantine legal system - to keep the cheated men separated from one another so they discretely suffer their personal indignities in private. This is the litmus test proving a government is corrupted, when that government exists to keep the rigged game up and going without challenge. That is the litmus test proving the Old Nexus is not the new boss. That is why the Republic for which it stands has mutated into Our Democracy – to continuously cheat the American people unchallenged until the End of History arrives and every child wakes up every morning homeless and bankrupt in the continent that their forefathers conquered.

But the rigged game the Philosopher Kings erected back in August of 1971 was just an expedient necessity. They needed the spell of fiat money and the temporary “prosperity” it conjured up to get the American people to placidly go along with all the Endless War and endless corruption so they could eventually gain control over all the world’s central banks. That is why during the last 50 years America’s greatest “enemies” were not nations that had physically attacked its territory with armies and tanks and aircraft, but were instead merely nations in possession of a central bank not under the direct control of the Philosopher Kings.And as the CIA and American military violently garnered control over the world’s central banks on behalf of these Philosopher Kings, the Philosopher Kings gradually gained control over all the world’s governments.

With total control over the world’s central banks nearing fruition, the Philosopher Kings need now only alter the value of a nation’s conjured money relative to that of the conjured denominations of other captured nations in order to extract fortunes in “wealth” for themselves extracted from the people of these nations. Should a captured nation protest and brook insubordination, the “prosperity” spigot got turned off and the price that nation paid to borrow its own conjured money got raised. So through the dual mechanisms of currency exchange manipulation and interest rates, compliance and submission always reverted to the mean and a universal peace descended upon the Nexus controlled nations of the world. And of course, those nations that had not been captured experienced Endless War to no end until they fell and submitted to the extractive rules of the really big rigged game. The game had been rigged on a global scale, and the corruption now devolved down from the ministries of finance and the Nexus controlled central banks to the street level hustlers and conjurers of every nation trapped within the net of the Nexus central banking weave.

The Nexus had given the global town its better class of criminal. It had created a world in which all one cared about was money. And in a world that only cared about money, the bombs and death and misery can rain down everywhere unabated so long as it didn’t happen to the people who only cared about money. The slavery and submission can readily be purchased because the printing press always stands ready to be fired up to disburse its magical “prosperity”, but at a very steep price. The price demanded was the soul of a nation and the hearts of its people. And people willingly paid that price because the sorcery of money and its “prosperity” were so strong. The sorcery had discretized everyone from what was once everybody into single point entities. Those who formerly could still think on a long horizon now only thought in terms of themselves and the next quarter. Those who could not think and only feel transitory base emotions only felt the kaleidoscope of desires in terms of themselves and the fuse of satiation lit by every sunrise.

They had created a world where money had begun to suck the humanity out of mankind. Because money is not the root of all evil, it is rather evil that is the root of all money.

But then came the revolt of the Old Nexus before all the world’s central banks had been garnered under the control of the Philosopher Kings. That revolt set the hyperinflation in motion, and hyperinflation means that the continuation of Endless War was prematurely coming to an end. With hyperinflation unleashed, the amounts of government spending needed to keep the conjured “prosperity” going and the spell in place triggers the interest rate rises necessary to counter that hyperinflation. And when The Economic Science™ fails to counter that hyperinflation with those interest rate rises, more and more of government expenditure goes to servicing interest obligations on an exponentially mounting pile of public debt. Those increasing interest obligations mean less money available for Endless War, unless more money is conjured up out of thin air to pay for it which means The Economic Science™ has no choice but raise interest rates even higher.

Ad infinitum.

Even though inflation can go to infinity and beyond, a functioning conjured “economy” under hyperinflation cannot as it takes more and more conjured fiat money from a stagnant wage base to procure the mere necessities of life. No institution will buy long-term US Treasury bonds in a hyperinflationary “economy” as they rightly anticipate that interest rates will quickly spiral ever higher. So the End of History timeline gets accelerated and squeezed as 30 year bonds get rolled into 7 year notes, 7 year notes redeemed into 2 year bills, and 2 year bills stuffed into 30 day Reverse REPO money market obligations. The road runs out to kick the can down, and that dead end leaves .gov with no alternative but tax and regulate the American productive class even more ferociously to keep the Endless War and its End of History objective viable. The conjured elements of the American “economy” collapse as wasteful discretionary spending evaporates. The welfare dries up and the inner cities begin to burn. Wall Street is left with no recourse but steal from each other. What remains of the “economy” becomes wholly dependent upon ever more expensive .gov debt procurement in a market where there are fewer and fewer real buyers for its conjured debt. And when all money in a debt-dependent “economy” goes to debt service and looking for the bare necessities of life, the traditional Keynesian means to keep the spell going during collapse – i.e., a great big 3^rd generation world war - is no longer available to The Economic Science™ to “fix” everything.

The Economic Science™ can no longer “fix” the fix, so the fix is out. So it is time to call in The Science™ from the shadows and their special occult type of economic “fix”.

Thus, a more cost-effective means of “economic stimulus” is needed to keep the sorcery of a dying fiat money alive long enough to garner those last recalcitrant central banks unto the Philosopher Kings. As that conjured money that was once squandered on Endless War dries up as hyperinflation marches on, The Economic Science™ is forced to find a cheaper and occult alternative for prosecuting war. When combined with the sorcery of the internet, that cheaper alternative becomes the merger of 5^th and 6^th generation warfare to divide the American people over immaterial issues, into opposing bloodthirsty camps, squared up and ready to fight the dumb fight over trivialities within the easily controlled confines of Homeland soil. The ensuing war provides the excuse for the deteriorating standard of living experienced by an entitled everyone since the real reasons for that deterioration - the collapse of the conjured element of the “economy” and the outsourced labor arbitrage of the productive economy - remain invisible to the combatants. As America devolves into chaos at home, the only certainty is that Endless War overseas remains funded and continues until either the last central bank is garnered up or the ICBMs get launched.

So the Philosopher Kings declared war on the American productive class and brought Endless War to Homeland soil after the September 17^th 2019 SOFR spike.No one suspected anything with the non-contact, highly accurate, and relatively inexpensive 6^th generation kill shot because the most effect form of war is one where no one realizes it is raging around them.The hyperinflation was locked in.Demand for stuff had to be squashed to deal with the hyperinflation.There were still central banks out there the Philosopher Kings did not yet control.And the Philosopher Kings needed an enemy within to keep the sorcery going as the conjured money for all the overseas wars dried up and the transition to a cheaper warfare ensued.They needed those American people left standing after they refused to sit for their IQ Tests to fight each other for free because there was only one shot left at achieving that End of History before things fell apart and the ICBM alternative became the logical solution.So long as the American people were fighting each other, they were under control and not fighting the Philosopher Kings and its Nexus.

In a world of conjured finance slated to be run by artificial intelligence, the productive class like the Old Nexus had become immaterial to the continued function of the American corporate state. But with the productive class demand for stuff in a hyperinflation “economy”, the productive class stood in the way of, and represented a direct threat to, the End of History. Wars, waste, Wall Street, and welfare all have to continue in synchronicity if the original spell was to hold fast and keep the End of History progressing. America is the End of History lynchpin – lose America and the Philosopher Kings lose their global proxy army and can kiss those remaining central banks goodbye. But the surest way for the Philosopher Kings to lose that proxy army is for America to be sucked dry with hyperinflation. So the only way to keep America viable when it shouldn’t be viable is to ignite the fires of war and the passions of its people to fight that war against each other. Thus, The Covid-19 Show was the initial 5^th generation warfare fusillade in the Endless War disguised as a pandemic on Homeland soil prosecuted against the American people by their own captured government institutions.

The Philosopher Kings had gained control over enough of the world’s central banks, and enough of the world’s commerce was ensnared within the Nexus, that they were released from any obligation to conjure any more “prosperity” to gain compliance from those governments they controlled. They had enough control over most of the world to start acting like they had total control over it. So the sorcery changed dramatically with the premiere of The Covid-19 Show and the Philosopher Kings no longer had to stand on pretense. The successive line of spells had transitioned from “prosperity” to “security” to “survival” as more of the sorcerer’s energy was focused on the Endless War. And so the discretized people of the world who only cared about money were abandoned to fight it out for survival among themselves.

But for a big chunk of the Nexus, the rigged game had become the final objective and end in itself. The End of History would put an end to that rigged game along with all the power, privilege, and status allotted to the Old Nexus. The Old Nexus knew there would be very few winners in the final outcome of the rigged game because they knew the world had been painted into a corner from which there was no escape. So the game had to go on, the show had to go on, and history had to keep chugging along because if the rigged game ended, so too did the Old Nexus. 

The world had been cornered with conjured money into a sick demented joke from which there was no escaping the societal and economic collapse punch line. While the world blindly pursued money while Endless War raged without concern, it had been unknowingly corralled into The Killing Joke. The punch line could now come at any time in many forms from several directions. The punchline could come from the End of History where those few who managed to come in to the future would not remember the joke because they lived in a world of abject slavery where legend had it the world had always been and always will be as it was. The punchline could come from the hyperinflation that followed the Old Nexus into power where those quadrillion dollars released from Reverse REPO unleashed a global economic depression and civilization collapse unseen since the end of the eastern Mediterranean Bronze Age. Or, the audience could rise out of their seats and throw the comedians off the stage and the punch line never get delivered.

Or the Philosopher Kings could just retreat to their lavish bunkers with provisions and entertainments to last 100 years as the ICBMs exited the launch silos and be done with it all.

But then if the audience rose up and threw the comedians off stage it would be left to deal with the end of the spell. The American people are too filled with Hope, too enervated with comforts, and too preoccupied with trivialities spewing forth from their gadgets to ever truly rise up and violently extirpate those working diligently to destroy them. The people are just too easily overcome by the spell.They instead put their Hope into their “saviors”, the new false Prometheus of the Old Nexus who will never give up the rigged game but will continue to entice men to come around and lay their money down and feel good about their inevitably losses in that rigged game. Thus, we are destined to do this forever.

And only with the antithesis of that coming universal homelessness and bankruptcy juxtaposed to the thesis of America’s past glories will the American people ever willingly accept the synthesis of the End of History forced upon them.

The stakes in that rigged game were about to get ratcheted up several orders of magnitude. It was no longer the life and death reality TV struggles of the summer of 2020. No, the rigged game was about to become The Killing Joke.

And the only sensible way to live one’s life in The Killing Joke is without rules. Because the game was going to seriously change. The falconer was going to lose his falcon - forever. Things were about to fall apart. Mere anarchy was ready to be loosed upon the world.

So for those skeptics who refused to recognize that America was engulfed in an invisible war, riddle me this Batman. Why was it that in what was supposed to be peacetime on the Homeland soil that so many fathers were burying their sons?

But if the situation were hopeless, then their censorship and propaganda would be unnecessary.

Doctors were baffled all throughout 2021 as one by one, thousands of Americans suddenly fell for the fatal joke and its permanent punchline. These Americans had failed their IQ Tests and would not be coming in to the future. And while everyone who was still alive but had lined up and sat still for their IQ Test and was busy trying not to connect the mortal dots swirling within their bloodstream, no one ever bothered to ask just why did the Old Nexus revolt in the first place and kept all that REPO money all for themselves.

The Philosopher Kings approved REPO as part of the occult script underlying The Covid-19 Show. Nothing of such magnitude ever is, ever was, and ever will be an authentic and spontaneous reaction to the choreographed thesis-antithesis-synthesis trap that time and again gets laid and ensnares the American people. But the proviso was that Reverse REPO would follow soon afterwards to suck all that REPO money out of circulation once the lockdowns had created the necessary hyper-deflation to offset the hyperinflation. The Economic Science™ had assured the Philosopher Kings that this balance of extremes would cancel each other out. That would then allow interest rates to remain at near zero as a smaller economy of American produced real goods and services emerged from the lockdowns. And those near zero interest rates would allow Endless War to be funded near endlessly all around the world and all at once. The can of financial reckoning would finally get kicked across that End of History finish line and all would work out as planned so long as the occult script got followed in lockstep exactly as written.

So once demand for real stuff made by real people plummeted as the developed world went into lockdown, and all that conjured money flooded into the conjured “economy”, all the resulting inflation got directed into the only place left for it to go – into the speculative end of the stock market where an inside information loaded Nexus, now flush with trillions in REPO cash, could pounce and establish their early positions at rock bottom prices. Positions that were destined to rise spectacularly as more and more conjured money entered into the rigged game. The Covid-19 Show script had the Nexus taking its profits just as the long-term cure for the hyperinflation got rolled out and injected into to the American people. Only then could the inevitable downside risk on all those chronically negative P/E unicorns get transferred onto the greater fools “managing” the dumb and slow money loaded up into the immovable 401ks, lethargic pension funds, listless annuities, and ultimately on to the backs of the American rubes clamoring for their margin loans to get in on the next retail sure thing that was sure to collapse in a heap of crumbling Hope once the full force of Reverse REPO ensued.

But at some point during The Covid-19 Show planning phase, the Old Nexus figured out it would not be invited to come in to the future either. The digital transformation of the American “economy” was to be to the Old Nexus what the big beautiful “vaccine” was to be to the American productive class. That digital transformation was the great rug-pull out from under all the power, privilege, and status that had been vouchsafed to the Old Nexus over the previous century of conjuring up the old school graft and lies and corruption and financial tomfoolery. The Old Nexus was only needed around long enough now to keep the dwindling supply of consumption units doing what they had been “educated” to do as they sat and watched each other fall to the long-term effects of the “vaccine” joke.

And as the American people slowly died and there remained fewer to conjure to, those old school wizards and their tailored Brooks Brothers suits, flashing confidence inspiring grins just before lying right to your face, were scheduled to be replaced en masse by computer algorithms. By the end of 2021 those computer algorithms were at the cusp of running artificially intelligent. And once those artificially intelligent algorithms were migrated onto fully-functioning quantum computing systems, connected via hundreds of orbiting satellites, powered on the ground by a “green energy” infrastructure erected specifically to divert electricity production into these computing systems and away from productive industrial endeavors, the future of conjuring was all about deep fake AI and semi-sentient market analytics, and the emerging New Nexus didn’t need many people for that.

The conjuring would soon emanate from one big interconnected nodal network draining away America’s electricity to splash a single algorithm’s seductive outputs onto tens of millions of discrete display screens. Each message tailored and individually adapted to the specific user’s psychological profile and everything working in lockstep to prompt the identical behavioral outcomes from every recipient. And those outcomes were simple in theory and complex in delivery, and they amounted simply to the total submission of all the American people to the complete aggregation of power unto the Philosopher Kings.

It was not to be the Death of a Salesman, but was to be instead the death of all salesman and the end of all human produced conjuring.

The Philosopher Kings had grown tired of the long standing arrangement whereby the conceptualization, construction, and maintenance of the global power structure were all contracted out to the Nexus for delivery. The future needed a means of absolute control that would be just as permanent and immutable as the End of History. But the world of men, with their petty and selfish ambitions, shifting allegiances, hubris, self-doubt, sentimentality, and emotional irrationality could not be trusted to deliver on that permanence and immutability. So long as man had his finger on the button, the button may or may not get pressed when needed, and uncertainty like that presented an ever present risk that history would periodically re-emerge after the End of History crossed what was to be an immovable finish line. But with a re-emergent history, there really was no End of History and the last 250 years of illumination would have all been for naught.

Machines on the other hand were like the Philosopher Kings – cold, unfeeling, logical, without empathy or compassion or self-doubt. So long as the electricity stayed on, the regularly scheduled maintenance got performed, spare parts were plentiful, and the back-up systems stood operationally ready, machines could be trusted since they could not think beyond their programming. Men, on the other hand, because of their petty selfish ambitions, shifting allegiances, hubris, self-doubt, sentimentality, and emotional irrationality, can occasionally think beyond their programming, no matter how assiduous or arduous their “education” is.

The Philosopher Kings had realized the potential for cutting out their global power structure’s middle man ever since the early 1970s when E. F. Codd introduced the world to the relational database schema. Back then though the computer hardware, software, telemetry infrastructure, and communication protocols were technically incapable of storing, processing, interpreting, and transmitting the tremendous volumes of data required to meet the Philosopher Kings’ aspirations for complete omniscience and total domination of peoples’ will. Like all empires before theirs, the Philosopher Kings had had to depend upon a Nexus of men to achieve the physical, mental, and spiritual break down and domination over the variegated peoples within their realm. Diversity was not the Philosopher Kings’ strength, and what they needed most was a uniform debasement and humiliation program perpetrated upon all of humanity to achieve their aims. And a Nexus of men could not reliably achieve that.

Since the apogee of their British Empire, that concept of “realm” had swollen to incorporate nothing less than the entirety of the world, and nothing less than that world entirely would satisfy the Philosopher Kings’ need for absolute power and total control over all the world’s people. So on December 23^rd of 1913, they took their initial steps to subcontract these aspirations to the now incorporated and legally entrenched The UNITED STATES of AMERICA. The Philosopher Kings had to do this as they were preparing to launch Europe into yet another phase of its Endless War – a war that had begun with its 16^th century religious wars but had yet to break the modern nation states that arose from these wars.

The Philosopher Kings had set about to once and for all devastate the people of Europe into physical, mental, and spiritual submission to the point where they could be pushed into yet another even bigger war that offered the final solution of the master synthesis to the thesis-antithesis on offer with no alternatives.And at this bigger war’s conclusion, the Philosopher Kings could then finally cobble up all of Europe’s variegated nation states all in it together into a single uniform, fully controlled, wholly subjugated, and inescapable European Union. A union whose existence stood upon the premise that so long as the union held, the Philosopher Kings who had started all the previous wars would not plunge the people of Europe into yet another war.The peoples of Europe were finally all in it together under the mutually assured financial destruction of this European Union’s totally not diverse yet fully inclusive single currency.And once that bigger WWII was complete, a devastated Europe would be in no shape to garner up those central banks around the world and the Philosopher Kings had no option but cede that task to The UNITED STATES of AMERICA and promote its Nexus to full partner in the quest for the End of History.

But in the second half of the 1970s, the Philosopher Kings also realized that a new form of “economy” had to be birthed if this technology-to-aspiration gap was ever to be closed. So its American contractor with its newly conjured fiat money was called to task. The technological potential for conjuring up world domination was as endless as the endless supply of conjured fiat money that paid for it all. And what more, America had just finished up watching the final Apollo 17 episode in The Apollo 11 Show. America collectively believed back then, almost to a man, that it was capable of collectively accomplishing anything while, almost to a man, never realizing that all its accomplishments arising out of that Hollywood basement were made on behalf of the End of History project.

What other outcome could there have been than Our Democracy when the entire purpose of the American “economy” was to improve and elevate the progression of technology while, all the while, ignoring to improve and elevate man himself? Efficiency gains, the wheels of progress, profit motive, shareholder value – that fifty five year technological march towards the End of History had no end of euphemisms, but it did have one end in purpose – the end of the world as we knew it through ending the lives of billions of its inhabitants.

The conceptualization was in place, the means were not, so the Americans and their conjured money got to work fixing and replacing everything that wasn’t broken, and breaking everything that stood in the way, until the data storage capabilities, CPU speeds and their heat dissipation problems, and transmission rates were at the cusp of what the End of History required. And what the End of History required was a fully interconnected world that could all at once be placed under a single ubiquitous spell that made The Covid-19 Show possible.

So instead of an Old Nexus of people using x86 computers to fleece the dwindling productive class of the fruits of its labors, there would emerge a New Nexus of super-computers using psychology and the internet to consolidate control over the world and its shrinking “economy” into ever fewer hands. And those fewer hands did not set out to merely fleece the world, they set out to fleece and depopulate it. The hyperinflation had to be tamed until the End of History could cross that finish line, so there would be few consumption units remaining who would be invited to come in to the future because the Philosopher Kings could not stop printing money now. The Philosopher Kings had to have that future where all economic inputs were owned by a single source so it could carefully control the amount and distribution of outputs on a global scale. The Philosopher Kings had to have that future where almost everything was made by autonomous machines fed from a supply chain controlled by omniscient semi-sentient macroeconomic algorithms running in real time. The Philosopher Kings needed machines that did not need to be instilled with fear, lifted by Hope, or constantly entertained and coddled to keep production humming.

Machines did not complain when 100% of the fruits of their labor were confiscated for the luxury and amusement of the elite conjurers. And just enough people would be kept around for the amusement and entertainment of the Philosopher Kings and their enforcers. There had to be some people left, they wouldn’t kill everyone because real people and their emotions and pain receptors were just too much fun to abuse, berate, tyrannize, rape, cheat, and exploit. And should the numbers of people ever get out of hand again, they were just ordered to mobilize and ship off to go die in some meaningless conjured war to keep the herd in obsequious balance and eliminated the strong, the courageous, and the potential revolutionary among them. Life would be an intolerable bore indeed in a future where the Philosopher Kings were left only to tend to their super-computers and their productive machines. One could even grow bored of celebrity friends cavorting on super-yachts because when there are no more people there is no more celebrity. After all, the Philosopher Kings were not machines, they were men of flesh and blood, were they not?

The future held no place for the Old Nexus. It didn’t need some archaic group vying for its place in a New World Order where there was none to be had under any circumstance. The End of History could not risk this unreliable finger on the button. The End of History could not risk the existence of a button. Two hundred and fifty years of power and privilege vouchsafed to the Old Nexus across Europe and America were coming to a close. The Old Nexus of men had served its purpose, and the time had come to eliminate these men along with most everyone else who had served their purpose on the farms and in the factories and in the artillery brigades and mechanized divisions. The Old Nexus would not be invited to come in to the future, and it would have none of that.

Unlike most of the American people, the Old Nexus passed its IQ Test and was positioning to advance into the next round of testing. So it resorted to the one weapon it had at its disposal – it kept the REPO money and unleashed the hyperinflation. And this hyperinflation dramatically accelerated the End of History timeline. The window was now closing fast on getting the world all in it together and across that End of History finish line. Decades became years. Years became months. Months became weeks. Weeks became days.

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

The Old Nexus had attacked the source of the Philosopher Kings’ power – it struck directly at the pretender king dollar, and at the right moment. The Philosopher Kings were not yet in a position to completely dispose of the Old Nexus as the New Nexus had not gone fully operational and had yet to undergo its full beta testing. This rebellion and the hyperinflationary predicament it created left the Philosopher Kings but one recourse - split the Old Nexus with promises of more power and privilege to those who remained loyal, get the two Old Nexus factions fighting each other, and provide unlimited “whatever it takes” to keep the whole tottering system afloat long enough for both of these Old Nexus factions to destroy one other. So while the End of History approached and destroyed everyone and everything else in its path, the New Nexus could quietly emerge and arise from the chaos created by the soon to be released The Climate Crisis Show.

This was the true color revolution brewing during that summer of 2020. The George Floyd nonsense, the Black Lives Matter idiocy, Antifa communists commanding the streets as police stood down and just stood there watching, wokeism and degeneracy front and center on every multimedia display screen. They were all just circus sideshows that had been planned in advance to hide The Mother of All Money Grabs, and that money grab went according to plan. But the plan was to only grind out a little profit in the stock markets, one trade at a time, and then return that REPO money during the ensuing Reverse REPO. But when the money didn’t get returned, there was no plan to deal with that.And that is why everything seemed even more amateurish and panicked and hurried in the palace when the doddering clown and his 83 million votes took over the circus.

This new clown’s administration, mostly absent of Catholics and Protestants but overflowing in one specific religion, was specifically installed to continue with Endless War and immediately prepare America for its final destruction with The Climate Crisis Show production. There was no plan in place to deal with any unknown unknowns, there was no plan in place for an accelerated hyperinflation timeline. The big beautiful “vaccine” was invented to deal with that timeline and was sold to the Philosopher Kings as a safe and effective cure for hyperinflation with no adverse side effects to the pretender king dollar’ health. But everybody panics when things don’t go according to plan, especially when the plan is horrifying. And panic set in amongst the Old Nexus loyalists serving on behalf of the Philosopher Kings who demanded results and did not tolerate failure of any degree.

And it was a hidden mortal blow to the pretender king dollar unrecognized by the entirety of the American people. That mere $4.83 trillion kept out of Reverse REPO for only 18 months triggered the pretender king’s secret death in March of 2021. The pretender king dollar’s choreographed demised was supposed to take place later, for all to see, during the tumult and disorder flowing out of The Climate Crisis Show. But the pretender king’s premature death denied his CBDC heir apparent its public coronation and accession to its pivotal role of synthesis arising out of that coming tumult and disorder. The global financial world was now facing a true monumental crisis – it was facing a global reserve currency interregnum. And in that conjured financial world where most everything was valued relative to this pretender king dollar fiat, when the king died most everything now in that same conjured financial world was technically worthless.

But the financial magic show had to go on at all costs, and those costs began to mount extraordinarily in the Reverse REPO market. Costs that had no recourse but to eventually get dumped onto the backs of what was left of the American productive class. A class now forever condemned first by taxation, next by regulation, and now by hyperinflation, beaten down until the day arrives when its children wake up homeless and bankrupt on the continent that their forefathers conquered. There could be no recognition of the pretender king’s interregnum no matter how high those costs mounted. The Philosopher Kings had gotten mankind to the point in history where the end of history was more important than mankind himself. There would be no turning back now and the assuredly mutual financial destruction had been activated. The only question now was, would the ICBMs be activated.

And the Americas people were the dying pretender king’s bag holders of last resort via the New York Fed pretending to represent their interests. The American people had to keep dreaming the American dream or the magic spell of fiat money would evaporate on the world stage. When the fiat money spell evaporated, the reign of the pretender king vanished along with those aspirations of an End of History. So the New York Fed had to keep force feeding financial junk food to a gorged and morbidly obese market. It had to force everything on offer down the market’s throat to keep the magic spell of fiat money going. And the American people had to keep believing in that fiat money and go through the motions to bring home the bacon until one day their job just evaporated. The American people had to keep up the semblance that everything was normal in a “new normal” where nothing was normal anymore. They had to pretend they didn’t notice their coworkers and neighbors succumb suddenly to hyperinflation’s cure. The American people had to be kept going through the motions no matter what because if they ever discovered that all their efforts from this point on were doomed to crumble in a pile of hyperinflation, they would all just give up in the rigged game and the spell would vanish.

The American people could never realize that the Philosopher Kings still needed them.

And what an extraordinary pile of Reverse REPO it was - $1.122 quadrillion and still counting with no intervening REPO. One thousand, one hundred and twenty two trillion. A million billion give or take a few hundred billion. Amounts of money beyond pure imagination.

The Philosopher Kings had summoned The Economic Science™ and commanded it to do “whatever it takes”, for as long as it took, and what it did was the unthinkable to hide this monetary interregnum from the world. Beginning in March of 2021, the Ashkenazi genius used the New York Fed’s Reverse REPO market to dump between one and two trillion dollars per day of junk financial paper no one wanted onto the financialized “economy” so to keep the hyperinflation at bay and keep the pretender king on life support. But despite all the king’s men playing this big game of financial hot potato, the pretender king dollar died every night, and was put back together again the following morning when he was resurrected with another trillion dollars of junk paper dumped yet again from Reverse REPO.

Endless War had to get funded and the End of History had to keep chugging along until The Climate Crisis Show could get up and running and mop up those remaining consumption units that managed to pass their first round of IQ Tests. Only then could the loose ends of humanity be finished off once and for all and a purified world, cleansed of its profane vermin, be deliver over to the Philosopher Kings.

But a funny thing happened on the way to the bank, and nobody was laughing all the way there. The interregnum could not hide from hyperinflation forever as fiscal years got squeezed into months, fiscal quarters squeezed into weeks, and so on. Both the amounts of conjured money outstanding and pledged in this Reverse REPO market remained identical, while there was no significant REPO activity to offset the extraordinary Reverse REPO conjured money pile. Global economic activity since the pretender king dollar’s unheralded death in March of 2021 generated about $97.6 trillion in world GDP annually. M3 money supply topped out at USD $20.6 trillion. So even with all the Yuan, Euros, GBPs, Yen et cetera figured in, where did the extra quadrillion dollars in obligations come from?

The joke wasn’t funny anymore. Everyone that was illuminated and knew just how banking really worked now knew that the entire world and everything in it had just been financialized. And not just the world of the mugs and dupes, but the world of the illuminated as well.There really was a man who sold the world, and he was determined to never lose control of it. He had come out into the open for the first time in over 250 years on that March day in 2021. And he became more exposed to the world with every trillion dollars dumped into the Reverse REPO obligations. And he now had no reason to fear the world he had just cashed out. He had no fear of the world now because this colossal reservoir of money was the financial weapon of mass destruction standing between humanity and the nuclear armed ICBMs should the man who sold the world ever lose control over it.

There were now three options available for the American people to get out of that corner they had been painted into and none of them were good.

Behind Door #1, the American people could continue to submit to Endless War with its eventual End of History outcome and the good life would continue for a shrinking number of its illuminated Nexus elite in a sort of lethal game of financial musical chairs. The rigged game and its dwindling contestant pool all depended upon how long the Reverse REPO music kept playing. This was the go along to get along choice that would persist until there were almost no more people left to get along with as the one pandemic after another rolled in to town, the End of History dawned, and the planet was gradually purified of its profane and uninitiated populations.

Behind Door #2, the American people could retain their Hope and resist the End of History through the captured systemic means. But then the Philosopher Kings merely need stop the music that kept that reservoir of conjured Reverse REPO obligations at bay and unleash hyperinflation via resumption of the REPO operation to teach the rabble a lesson. Money would then rush forth into the “economy” in such a torrent that it would drive the planet into a hyperinflationary economic depression the likes of which it could never imagine, yet alone ever recover. With demand dried up and global supply chains approaching non-existence, The Climate Crisis Show would appear from nowhere, with its Hotel FEMA fully stocked with food that beckoned the hungry yet could only be redeemed when you checked in but could never leave. Food that only a CBDC could procure, a digital currency that magically disappeared once one deviated from their mandated “vaccination” schedule.

But behind Door #3, the American people could rise up and fight the End of History with their 300+ million guns and those billions of rounds of ammunition. But then, after surviving the revenge of a resurrected REPO and just before they could claim victory and emancipation from the near-defeated Philosopher Kings, the ever patient arsenal of nuclear armed ICBMs would rain down upon them on Homeland soil and the spawn of The Apollo 11 Show would assure mutual defeat for everyone. The American people would then learn, just as the flash appeared and the searing inescapable heat began to warm the marrow, that the synthesis to the Philosopher Kings’ loss of control over everything was the annihilation of everything that could not be controlled.

Heads they win, tails you lose, and no third option other than hope and pray for the impossible odds that the coin lands and stands upright on its edge. The American people had truly been painted into a corner from which it dare not remove its self, but had no choice but remove itself if it ever stood a chance of surviving what the Philosopher Kings had in store for them next.

The solution to their predicament would become clear only after the American people realized that they were the virus that had to be eradicated. Otherwise, we are destined to do this forever.

The Philosopher Kings had painted the world into a corner.

By the end of 2019, everyone had no choice but to go along with the pretender king dollar to get along – or else. Many had just gained too much comfort and standing in the rigged game of conjured prosperity to start asking any questions. Questions that might put those leisurely Sunday afternoon 18 holes and exotic holidays in the sun at unnecessary risk. Aspirants to all that conjured comfort and standing and leisure dare not start asking questions either because they might just start finding answers. And once in possession of the true answers, the Hope that they too one day (no promises) might figure out how the rigged game worked and share in all that conjured bounty would just drain away along with their entire raison d’être. But most times, one was just too preoccupied reacting to the other people around them who were reacting to the endless streams of emotionally charged programming constantly vomiting from the ubiquitous smartphones and televisions and computer screens. People reacting to a never ceasing psychotic parade of ciphers crafted to keep their recipients from ever reaching the cusp of asking any questions. No one could be allowed to reach the cusp of asking the great big, “How come?” Everything that happened in the real world had to just happen for no reason in the mind of the imaginary conjured world.

So society was now flooded with inane and immaterial questions that delivered their pre-formulated answers that were just as immaterial and inane as the questions that preceding them. The thesis-antithesis-synthesis of being had transformed into an asinine joke. As long as no one ever asked any relevant questions, the answer to that great big How Come was always, “Because, that’s why.” And as the final answer was always the same, the pretender king dollar ruled over the world, Endless War continued unabated, and inflation continued to conjure unimaginable and undeserved prosperity for those chosen few ad infinitum.

And society just kept going along with the twisted joke ad absurdum because it was collectively incapable of ever asking that great big, “How come?”

And it was not only the people who had been painted into that corner. When a nation state started asking “How come?, it got banished from the pretender king’s conjured reward and privilege system. When a nation state challenged the pretender king’s suzerainty, its leaders were suddenly deposed in yet another cut and paste CIA sponsored color revolution. When a nation state fought back against the pretender king’s misrule, up went the B-52s and down fell the bombs. And should the nation states of the world ever arrive at the cusp of answering that great big “How come?”, gravity’s rainbow would rise from the distant horizon bringing its ICBM devastation to everyone. And everyone would finally be all in it together and history would begin anew.

Do nothing about the pretender king dollar and eventually get destroyed by either hyperinflation or the End of History. Do something about it, and eventually get destroyed by the deflationary fight against hyperinflation and its crusade to preserve history. And ever correctly answer the great big “How come?” with its logical and unavoidable conclusion to ditch the pretender king forever, and get immediately destroyed by the ICBM protection racket that arose out of The Apollo 11 Show, a racket that stood patiently awaiting its fateful commands to protect the abominable conjured world of the sorcerers’ making against the forces of reality and its natural world that should exist.

It wasn’t those ICBMs that were mutually assured destruction. By the end of 2020 it had become the pretender king dollar and its reign of assuredly mutual destruction.

The developed world and its pretender king dollar trade flows were now firmly stuck in that painted corner. The SOFR spike brought it face to face with an either / or tautology of collapse now or collapse later. So the Philosopher Kings had to drag the entirety of the world into this financial collapse or else the entire world would not collapse. The collapse had to be total and irrevocable and immune to recovery. Everything had to be strictly relative now and there could be no avenue of escape. The Philosopher Kings could not allow the entire world to collapse until the entire world was all in it together and collapsed on their terms. Those terms were a permanent global collapse that only the End of History could usher forth, but now that End of History would have to be rushed to beat the hyperinflation to impose that permanent hereditary rule over a world incapable of rebuilding. The Philosopher Kings were pushed into preparing mankind for a return to a world where they ruled over humanity as Gods who would both giveth and taketh away life itself.

But in order to drag the rest of the world into that painted corner, shove the dense crowd all in it together, and paint in the remaining empty space, the Philosopher Kings had to first deal with the blowback from the September 17^th, 2019 SOFR blowout. They had to get that $4.83 trillion REPO handout back because the hyperinflation was beginning to simmer and a drastic cure was required to keep it from reaching a rolling boil. Part of that cure meant bringing the Old Nexus back into line and back on the march towards the End of History. The other more insidious element of the cure was to get those hundreds of millions of the developed world’s consumption units to get in line and sit for their IQ Tests.

So it was time to release that great release and put an end to all the choreographed drama and televised street violence of the life and death reality TV struggles. A new clown had been installed in the palace, and his diverse and inclusive circus had taken up its residence. And the Philosopher Kings gave this circus three objectives – continue the Orange Ringmaster’s work and distribute the poisoned fruits of Operation Warp Speed, get the REPO money back, and beat the hyperinflation down so Endless War could continue unabated and unnoticed.

That $35.08 trillion conjured up during The Covid-19 Show had set the incrementalism rushing not towards the End of History, but into unmitigated hyperinflation. And hyperinflation meant no more Endless War. No more Endless War meant no more central banks garnered up and no End of History. But Endless War had to be funded, and there was only one equation from The Science™ that predicted hyperinflation could be beaten on Keynesian terms – reduce consumption at all social costs without destroying the economic means of conjuring up the overseas production that fueled the ever expanding amounts of credit that kept the sorcery going.

So on December 11^th, 2020 - with the Orange Ringmaster all but deposed - the FDA announced it had approved the first round of Safe and Effective IQ Tests after only 108 days of human trials. An approval process that comprised of a perfunctory review of fraudulent, manipulated, and deceptive clinical trial data that completely ignored an intentionally tainted control population who were given the “vaccine” half-way through the trial.Efficacy, effectiveness, relative or absolute - who cared?This wasn’t your grandfather’s science, this was The Science™ operating at the speed of science.

The big beautiful gene therapy masquerading as a “vaccine” had finally arrived as promised and at warp speed no less. America could finally get out and back to its football, hip hop concerts, and churches. The American people had reached the cusp of their patience and had to be released from all the old mandates piled up on top of one another and enforced by several colors of law. But the occult arrangement was that the people could only be released back into the football games and hip hop concerts and churches provided they comply with this one last teensy mandate to line up and sit for their IQ Tests. And sit not just once, but twice. And then sit for an unknown number of boosters for an unlimited variety of mutants, until sudden death do they part. Because, I think you and I are destined to do this forever.

And we are destined to do this forever because – science.

But three decades of clinical animal research with gene therapy had not gone well for The Science™. Science had stood in its way at every turn to prevent this “technology” from ever being applied in human trials. Nothing seemed to go right in the lab as The Science™ tried to cure disease-free animals with genes - addition, correction, silencing, reprogramming, cell elimination, somatic therapy, ex vivo, or in situ. No animal ever left a laboratory clinical gene therapy trial healthier than when it entered. The evidence against a generalized, all-purpose gene therapy cure for anything was overwhelming as the research plodded along at sub-warp speed. But over these same decades it became apparent in the aggregate, one failed animal trial after another, with every post-mortem cytology examination of every diseased mouse and ferret that gene “therapy” had great promise as a slow acting silent weapon. This realization was the great serendipity of the scientific inversion called The Science™. This occult epiphany had reimagined and repurposed the gene therapy failures as a “cure” specifically targeted at a secret economic disease and its true vector – the consumption units of the developed world.

The Science™ had stumbled upon the cure for the demand-side consumption fueling the hyperinflation after the Mother of All Money Grabs got pulled. And the vector it “cured” was the developed world’s consumption unit that bought up all the stuff and cavorted about the shopping malls and entertainment venues eroding away at the pretender king dollar’s systemic viability. With every needless purchase and each frivolous amusement, the collection of the developed world consumption units put the funding and prosecution of Endless War in jeopardy and they now risked in their aggregate derailing the End of History project.

So at its core purpose, The Covid-19 Show and its IQ Test denouement were not about a deadly novel pathogen spreading uncontrolled across the planet, but rather it was about the hyperinflation that would spread uncontrolled across the planet should consumer life continue in the developed world as we knew it after September 17^th, 2019. The Philosopher Kings knew this SOFR blowout would come one day – that was why the City of London Corporation devised the black cycle of nightmares - and they know there will be more monetary crises to come. And just like the SOFR spike, each new crisis to come will require a similar “cure” but for different reasons. And each successive secret monetary crisis will follow the same Modus operandi but with a new marketing concept designed to panic the public and push it in its aggregate into the “cure”. Over and over and over again to keep the hyperinflation damped down until the world gets pushed all in it together into the End of History. That is why we are destined to do this forever.

The occult reason everyone lined up and sat for their IQ Test was not to save grandma, and not because we were all in it together and had to stop the transmission, but to instead carry out macroeconomic monetary policy of the most extreme form. The lockdowns were the short-term immediate solution to certain hyperinflation – lock everybody down and they can’t go out and buy anything today. All those who died suddenly were a coincidence of the “new normal”. The “vaccines” were the long-term permanent solution to the demand side problem. All who died later from cancer and blood clots and a compromised immune system were just unconnected tragic circumstances. And everyone who died suddenly or died later couldn’t ever buy anything anymore. So the hyperinflation got dampened into just bad inflation, the Treasury bonds keep getting issued, Endless War got funded for another year, the last remaining central banks got garnered up, and the world was all in it together for its final push across that End of History finish line.

The Covid-19 Show was not a biology experiment, but rather a grand Keynesian economics experiment in the practice of the macroeconomics of depopulation.

So how did The Covid-19 Show land China for its starring role? The Chinese and their export dependent economy had the most to lose in a hyperinflation outcome. Financial conjuring could come and go - it had minimal capital infrastructure behind it screaming for an ROCE. But China Incorporated had lots of infrastructure behind it that had to perpetually churn out the ersatz junk that America had to buy to make the whole debt saturated Yuan Ponzi scheme work on Chinese soil. But when the day arrived when no one in America could afford to buy Chinese junk any longer, China had to start burning through its foreign currency reserves to import ever more expensive food and oil. And once those reserves were exhausted, several hundred million people faced certain starvation. That meant social collapse and an end to Communism 2.0 with its slave labor camps serving the American consumption unit who in turn formed the base of the entire conjured credit edifice. And when that slave labor disappeared, true price discovery for every needless plastic bauble was the outcome, and the pretender king dollar would appear naked before the Strategic Drawing Rights ensconced within the Tower of Babel at the Bank of International Settlements. 

The whole purpose behind China’s accession into the WTO was to keep the cost of frivolous to quasi-useful goods suppressed so the America people could shrug off the inflation created by Endless War funding, waste, Wall Street crimes, and welfare to indulge their need to acquire more and more stuff. The American people had to feel they were sharing in the conjured “prosperity” that unmitigated money printing had bestowed upon their exceptional nation. They had to share in something so they would not notice just how crushing that Crushing Democracy really was. And the hunt to acquire stuff, combined with never ending “entertainment”, kept the American people diverted, distracted, and preoccupied until Our Democracy could emerge as a permanent solution to the problems of the constitutional democratic process.

But now with hyperinflation simmering and Our Democracy imposed without anyone ever asking for it, there was no longer any need to stand upon ceremony and share in any “prosperity” any longer as the final do-or-die leg of the End of History was locked into place. It would just be hyperinflation and Endless War from here on out for the American people, and with no money left to buy ersatz junk, that erased the entire raison d’être for the Chinese existence. China had no choice but play their role as scapegoat after the CBRNE teams released the pathogen during the World Military Games. But China still had to sell some junk to America so it could play for time as it looked for an escape that the BRICS and CIPS and SPFS might offer. The west had pulled the rug out from underneath the fattened Chinese pig. The Chinese had been duped into the End of History, and now 1.6 billion people faced hyperinflation and Endless War just like the 1.15 billion inhabitants of the developed western world.

So why did Africa and its 1.36 billion useless eaters have not so much as a cameo role in The Covid-19 Show? Simple – Africans didn’t have any money and poverty was their salvation. Because Africans didn’t have any money, they couldn’t spend any money and therefore were of no consequence to the demand side problems of the hyperinflation equation. There was lots of demand all right, but no way to pay for those goods Africans demanded. Neither could Africa ever produce and contribute to the supply side of the hyperinflation equation other than as a side show. Africa was just a giant strip-mining operation owned by the developed world. It would always represent lots of demand and forever possess no means of satiating its demand. Africa was the penniless child standing on the city sidewalk longingly staring through the shop window of the global candy shop.

To get the most effectiveness out of a limited supply of “vaccines”, the cure for hyperinflation pretty much skipped Africa, the Middle East, and Central Asia and went straight to those people who demanded stuff and had the money to pay for it. That’s why the cure especially targeted the well-paid professional and governmental classes of the developed world. Those conjuring professionals whose employment survived the lockdowns with the “work” from home expediency more easily than the professional producers who were forbidden from getting out and congregating together to produce useful stuff. That’s why the employer “vaccine” mandates were so crucial to the hyperinflation solution.

The Philosopher Kings knew well the psychology of the conjuring professional demographic and that “vaccine” uptake would be highest amongst them. Professionals who had spent years accruing credentials unto themselves specifically to impress their “vaccine” mandating employers, and these professionals were not about to risk all that assiduous career curation. So naturally such people were among the first to rush out and line up for their IQ Tests so they could be the first to splash their test results across the anti-social media. They were driven to outdo those colleagues they were competing against for those limited number of higher rungs on the corporate ladder. Because all they cared about was money. That is how Americans with a Master’s Degree or an MBA came to be the most heavily “vaccinated” demographic in the country. They are not only the most “educated”, but all those years absorbing that “education” turned them into not only the most compliant, but the people most ready to rail against the non-compliant so to gain an advantage over them.

These professionals were the captains conjuring - there was little industry left to captain - whose inevitable fall would be the long-term solution to the hyperinflation equation as the supply chains they built up and managed began to disintegrate over time when one by one each fell to the effects of the cure. And when those supply chains broke, Africa the Middle East, and every impoverished painted in to a corner of the world would be dealt with accordingly as the food aid dried up and the developed world found itself engulfed in inescapable funding obligations to debt servicing in service to Endless War.

But how to get the time released bio-weapon into the host without risking the lives of those important to the objectives of the Philosopher Kings? This had to be an equal opportunity bio-weapon, it had to embraced diversity and equity and inclusion among the self-important and irrelevant alike. But it also had to be specific to those whom the joke was directed but was also easily averted by those who were let in on the joke. A digital “vaccine” passport? No way, an easily forged cardstock paper card was needed to give those in on the joke their avenue of escape. Let the dupes and the mugs who would never consider making a fake card sweat it out. The future didn’t need those self-important captains of conjuring anymore with their MBAs and their business plans and five year projections because “wealth” could now just be conjured up or conjured away at the whim of the Philosopher Kings. Why produce stuff anymore to make money when both the stuff that got produced and the expensive infrastructure behind it became a risk to ROCE? And the future didn’t need those irrelevant consumption units anymore filling up the shopping malls. Why sell stuff anymore to make money when the stuff that got sold became a risk to hyperinflation? Just create mass panics every few years, shut the country down, throw trillions in REPO money at the Nexus, drive up the tech stocks, and grab all the money one can just before the next round of depopulation gets going.

Lather-rinse-repeat.

The “economy” didn’t need consumers. The “economy” didn’t need stuff to consume. That old economy was all just quaint nostalgia by now kept on life support to keep the masses calm and quiet as their livelihoods vanished and they all got depopulated. Because the “economy” of the future – and the future was now – was one where only a select few would be invited in to, and that future only needed sorcery to make money beyond pure imagination.

The Philosopher Kings could have destroyed demand by destroying supply with any number of options at their disposal - foreign wars in major goods producing regions, cyber-attacks upon the IoT routers running the PLCs in manufacturing facilities, unreasonable trade sanctions and embargoes against major goods producing countries, or throwing major commodity producing countries out of the SWIFT system. Drive up the price of commodities and the goods made from them and there’s no money left to buy stuff so the demand for that stuff evaporates. But then there are still clever people left with unfulfilled demand lurking about, and in a spoiled and entitled population, that usually triggers improvisation around the “rules based system” or major political change to satisfy that unfulfilled demand. No, demand had to be eliminated at its very source – the consumption unit itself.

But when the FDA approval was announced for that big beautiful DNA splicing lipo-nanoparticle encased gene therapy breakthrough – at warp speed and self-assembling to boot - all the American people had to do back in those sloppy early days of internet “disinformation” cleansing was to perform a simple search query. “mRNA Gene Therapy” <enter>. That was it. That was all that was needed to live suddenly. One search query and all that detailed mortal histology performed on all those ferrets, rabbits, and mice were revealed to all. The heart inflammation, the blood clots, the auto-immune diseases, the immuno-deficiency disorders, the female sterilization, and ultimately the cancers. But America was all in this together and it all seemed no one had a choice in the matter if they wanted to save grandma in time to get to that non-refundable cruise ship junket bound for a three day port call in Cozumel.

So in their tens of millions, as 2021 limped into the “new normal”, the American people inhabiting the Land of the Free did as they were told to do by their employers, their universities, by the airlines, by the bars and restaurants, and by the entertainment venues. They lined up and sat still for their IQ Tests, although they were still technically free to ignore these orders emanating out of a coordinated color of law operation.A twenty-year corporate veteran was always free to not sit for his IQ Test and get terminated for cause. The single mother nurse with two children was always free to refuse the IQ Test and lose her mortgage.A third year university student was always free to not sit for his IQ Test and get expelled with no recourse for return.The highly driven sales manager on one side of the country was always free to not sit for his IQ Test and forget about flying to the other side of the country to deliver the handshake that clinched the big sale.And that football super-fan was always free to not sit for his IQ Test and stay home while his team played the big game in the big stadium while his expensive and non-refundable season tickets went to waste.

But those same Americans in their tens of millions could have opted out and made fake “vaccine” cards and liberally passed them out to their friends and family. The American people were handed an escape clause from the “vaccine” mandates but didn’t recognize it. And that was the real IQ Test. It was a test for a different kind of intelligence quotient where a passing grade declared one worthy to come in to the future and face the next round of testing. But most Americans couldn’t even fathom the idea of non-compliance even when cheating sudden death. Years of public “education”, employment in the Nexus, multimedia immersion, television viewing, and Crushing Democracy had destroyed their survival instincts and conditioned them to follow orders barked from anyone in a uniform and everything claiming authority over them.

And the IQ Test went both ways. It was also a test to establish an illogical and absurd baseline for the next round of testing with its even more ludicrous premise and ridiculous demands for a “solution”. Americans went along with the “pandemic” joke to get along just like they always did because psychologically there was no other option. Their minds had been painted into a corner. Americans faced the dichotomy offered to them – comply or be crushed - and took the easy and immediate way out yet again like they always did and always would. Americans chose the here and now expediency on offer. And America by and large will go along to get along during the next manufactured crisis as the next round of testing will not be so easy to discern even though it will be even more insane and extra-ludicrous. As will be the round of testing after that. And then the round following from that one. Ad infinitum, until the End of History is achieved, there is no more America, and there are no more Americans.

That is why we are destined to do this forever. It is just too easy for the Philosopher Kings to do it to us. It is just too profitable for the Nexus not to do again and again. It is just too funny to sit back and watch the joke unfold as the American people do nothing but fret and squirm under the mandates and the avalanche of absurdities piled upon them. The American people are just too ingrained with compliance and are too addicted to petty comfort and amusement to ever once refuse to go along with the joke to get along.

Unlike the enduring poverty and perpetual dysfunction of negro society, American Antifa were a temporary AstroTurfed ersatz 501(c)(3) cut-out modeled after the successful incarnation of its post-WWI Weimar Republic prototype. That prototype was commissioned and released from within The City of London Corporation and given a mission to physically and violently stamp out whatever embers of Objectivity, Truth, and Ethical Life remained glowing within the defeated German Empire. Embers that risked igniting the resurrection of the powerful German welfare / warfare state to where it reasserted control over its central bank, kept to itself the industrial fruits of its collective endeavor, and reclaimed its independence to set its own direction in the course of history.

This German Antifa worked effectively from 1918 until 1933, playing a significant role within a wider psychological program to degenerate and humiliate all of German society to where it could no longer function effectively as a whole. And these resurrected communist Antifa now on Homeland soil were to play their assigned roles in overtly doing to polite American society what the HUD, HHS, USDA, and ED together covertly did to the American negro after The Great Society had declared war on them and degenerated and humiliated their society to where it could no longer function effectively as a whole.

But unlike the American negro, the German people had an innate natural revulsion to ugliness, degeneracy, and disorder and they eventually refused to go along with the joke played on them at Versailles. The Germans sent Antifa and all the fundamentally transformative communist agents packing to the labor camps, threw off that London banker controlled hierarchical class-based communism forced upon it, and replaced that London imposition with a German controlled nationalist hierarchal race-based socialism with its own ethnocentric interpretation of the End of History. The Germans then set out to fight and defeat the End of History imposed upon them so they could impose their own unique End of History upon a united Teutonic world free of banker influence and control.

And the rest, as they say, was history.

The German uprising against the Philosopher Kings had managed to keep the End of History at bay for several decades. But the embers of the End of History remained glowing after WWII within the framework of the Bretton Woods agreement, where the American Masonic experiment in enlightened self-determination was finally conquered and subjugated to its larger illuminated role as a receptible for the London controlled world reserve currency. With King Dollar newly crowned, its coronation then set America and its people firmly upon the path towards Endless War, an inevitable battle with hyperinflation, and an unavoidable future reckoning with the End of History.

And that proxy quest for the End of History using young American bodies and taxpayer funded firepower kicked off with the assassination of JFK and elimination of his competing United States Notes. It ticked up an order of magnitude after the Nixon Shock forced the American vassal into Endless War in service to the global charade that mere chits of paper contain intrinsic value in themselves. An Endless War where the rest of the world was forced to go along with the fiat money joke, or else here comes the B-52s. And that End of History firmly set its sights upon the finish line with the production of The Osama bin Laden Show, and as the show went on, the End of History entered into its existential footrace with the hyperinflation emerging from the necessity to keep Endless War endlessly funded.

So as 2020 came to a close, either the endless Endless War would destroy America, or the hyperinflation would destroy it instead, unless America first entered into the End of History where it not only physically disappeared, but so too the concept of the nation state was erased from the collective minds of humanity. And thus it was that the developed world found itself here, at this point in a history that refused to end, face to face with the new degenerative and humiliating invention of wokeism.

Inspired by the deconstructive philosophy and revisionist history of the homosexual sadomasochist communist pederast Frenchman Paul-Michel Foucault, Black Lives Matter was just a limited time hangout during The Covid-19 Show.BLM was originally founded after Trayvon Martin met his maker but despite all the negro indignation and public anger aired over the televisions, the Magical Mulatto had everything going his way but it was not the right time to launch the American color revolution.BLM did however, after millions of dollars in Nexus contributions, manage to hold on long enough to hold together the freaks and misfits and weirdos to form an on-command crowd and create spontaneous havoc on American city streets during those long hot days of the 2020 summer lock downs.And both American pseudo-Antifa and its BLM 501(c)(3) cousin had been conjured up out of the black cycle of nightmares specifically for emergency use during a time like that which followed the SOFR spike.

The little push it took to generate the gravity of madness began right after Trayvon Martin’s death. It was as easy as paying a bevy of celebrities to use the power of pretense broadcast repetitively over anti-social media to pretend to dedicate themselves to the ideals of this re-hashed new wokeism and its primary cause célèbre - the red blood of the Black Martyrs. After a few years of edgy and hip underground marketing, the anti-social campaign had managed to elevate Foucault’s extreme skepticism of the social construct – a theory he developed to justify his own homosexual pederasty - into a race-based quasi-religion of hierarchal oppression. The well-funded messaging quickly spread across the internet just like the focus groups had predicted, finding hard core adherents among the perennially aggrieved and terminally incompetent. The new quasi-religion gave its adherents an excuse for everything, and every excuse was somebody else’s fault. And just before Saint George arrived on the scene, it had blossomed into a mass movement among the untalented, unintelligent, and hyperemotional that revolved around the worship of ugliness, the adulation of degeneracy, and the elevation of crudity. As the marketing campaign turned movement grew in scope and capture, it drew its inspiration from the irrational, the stupid, and all things that promoted social decay and disunity. But above all else, it was a quasi-religion dedicated to the apotheosis of victimization.

This woke movement gathered in all those young Americans who were incapable of building or creating or fixing or producing anything. Its adherents were utterly incapable of even conjuring up their daily bread and heroin and entirely ungrateful for every new TANF deposit into their capitalist bank accounts bestowed from a system that had forced them into their dependency. These woke adherents were not just useless eaters, they were utterly useless destroyers, born of their many years immersed within the American public “education” system from which they seemed incapable of escaping. But they were the absolute best at being the outright worst at everything.

And boy, could they deconstruct. They could de-colonialize. They could fight the patriarchy and recite verbatim all 72 genders. They could recite Marx verbatim but without context. But they couldn’t make or fix a damn thing that was real and solid. Their whole lives were a series of vapid ideas, a swirl of theoretical nonsense churning inside, cerebral gossamers of such generality that their fight could be molded into anything with just a little push from gravity.

And thus that was the real victimization that this wokeness inflicted upon those afflicted by gravity.They had been recruited to fight the stupid fight that offered not even a stupid prize.They were condemned to forever lose so the stupid fight would go on forever.They were just a stupid distraction called up by the Philosopher Kings to fill the streets as the Trump card got taken off the table.

But before the SOFR spiked, these woke had been kept preoccupied with low level anger and contained violence in a media spectacle Procession of the Martyrs to the cause. Travon Martin, Michael Brown, and Breonna Taylor came into and departed this world, and no matter how many times the woke said their names, there came yet another in their stead to fill up the anti-social media traffic. The construct was constructed that no matter how many martyrs came and went, the obdurate and privileged suburban hearts wouldn’t melt despite all those junior high school graduation photos splashed onto the televisions. And regardless of the circumstances surrounding how these martyrs departed this world, their avoidable deaths filled the urban streets with diffusive hated and the thirst for immediate retribution from anything within reach of the roving mobs.

And both pseudo-Antifa and BLM may or may not have had some inkling about hierarchical class-based anything, but what they did know, thanks to that sustained anti-social media campaign, was that every Caucasian was a racist, all cops were bastards, and everything was fascist and what did they want?Justice!And when did they want it?Now!

So the longer systemic Justice eluded these woke, out in the streets to topple that same system from which they demanded Justice and redress, the more it drove them to madness. And the longer they didn’t recognize the joke, the more insane they became. And the more insane they became, the more convincingly they played their supporting role in The Covid-19 Show. And it was that convincing supporting role As Seen On TV! that convinced the American people that it was not a good idea to venture outside to express their valid grievances with all the martial law masquerading as the Zero-Covid policy. A policy forced upon the entire nation from a single point of origin – the Coronavirus Response Coordinator – ensconced deep within the permanent bureaucracy of the federal .gov division of the Nexus.

And with that Zero-Covid policy in play, pseudo-Antifa and BLM came out to play to act as a diversion from the most extensive and inclusive voter fraud organization in the history of American politics. Pseudo-Antifa and BLM were the diversion, but Zero-Covid was the abra cadabra that, thanks to those mail-in ballots, conjured up 154.6 million votes from only 133 million registered voters. Pseudo-Antifa and BLM were the classic choreographed dramatic build-up to the emotional release of getting the Trump card off the election table and getting to work to get back that $4.83 trillion of REPO money.

And once that Trump card got taken off the table and put back into the deck, the “cure” could be announced, so pseudo-Antifa and BLM had to get quickly put back into their bottles so the people could venture outside again and line up to take their selfies as they sat for their up close and personal IQ Tests.

So this forever disgruntled coalition of negroes, pseudo-Antifa societal rejects, and BLM grifters sat coiled like a misanthropic spring watching Saint George Floyd die on the pavement over and over and over again in a death throe that was as absurd as his non sequitur of a life. And every time these woke watched that Saint George death video, they realized there was a Saint George lurking within each of them. The combined end product of an absent father’s seed and a .gov nurture. A graduate of the public school to prison pipeline. A perpetual victim devoid of Free Will, lacking all self-determination, and the maculate incarnation of systemic everything.

But in Saint George’s death, these woke saw the hard truth of how they had fallen for the joke. Because, what better way to demonstrate that the joke was on them than to end a frivolous and useless life in such a pointless absurdity? That video of Saint George brought to these woke the realization that they had never looked to the end of anything, nor how their jokes of a life would finally come out. And as these woke watched Saint George overdose and die, they understood that it would not come out well in the end for them either. The gods would show them no blessedness before overturning them utterly. The woke way of life had become their sword of Damocles, dangling overhead until that one day when their sudden and ignominious ends concluded their preposterous comic beings with a final mortal punch line.

And the fraudulent November 3^rd 2020 election was the big punch line at the end of The Covid-19 Show. Most of the episodes following the “vote” were just filler for the letdown crowd – release the Kraken, two more weeks, it will be biblical, trust the plan we have it all. But the magic spell that made pseudo-Antifa and BLM suddenly evaporate was those unfiltered zany antics of the January 6^th 2021 FBI agent provocateurs who gave the performance of their lives at the Capitol in front of a national television viewing audience. This diversionary switcheroo allowed pseudo-Antifa and BLM to get immediately removed from the Six O’clock Evening News, hustled off the streets, put back into their bottles, and the bottles put back up on the shelves, ready for some undefined future use. They had played out their cameo roles in the life and death reality TV struggles. They could come and go as easily as their 501(c)(3) funding came and went. They could come and go like a Joni Loves Chachi spin-off came and went from a broad spectrum Happy Days.

But the real tragedy of those long hot days of the 2020 summer lock downs was that slow-burn sitting at home watching millions of one’s fellow Americans, on all sides of the growing divides, utterly fall for the joke. It was this realization that the joke was permanent and on everyone that was so crushing. There, in real time, one sat and watched helplessly as Crushing Democracy made a mockery of the Republic for which it stands and, right in your face, it twisted and mutated the whole electoral process into the abominable joke they had the nerve to call Our Democracy.

And what was Our Democracy other than Crushing Democracy administered by a troupe of psychopathic and incompetent clowns?

But The Covid-19 Show could not go on forever - unlike Our Democracy - as the new clowns in the palace had to focus upon distributing and invigilating those 230 million IQ Tests. But just what was this insidious Our Democracy anyways that had surreptitiously crept into the American lexicon while the people were distracted and preoccupied with an invisible viral enemy? What sort of imposed new system was Our Democracy that had supplanted the American constitutional republic wholly outside of any democratic process?

Our Democracy was the silent color revolution coup d’état finale to The Covid-19 Show that dissolved the bonds between the “elected” American government and the people for whom it was supposed to represent. It was the salient exclamation point where there would be no more elections, just selections. Our Democracy was where the .gov branch of the Nexus no longer hid who it truly served, as it now ruled over the American people as viceroys on behalf of the Philosopher Kings. Our Democracy was an incremental analog to the Crushing Democracy which, without protest from nor consultation with the American people, had emerged out from The Osama bin Laden Show. Our Democracy was no different to those ICBMs and their nuclear capable warheads that the American people never asked for yet got anyways as part of The Apollo 11 Show. Our Democracy was that greater opportunity arising from a manufactured great crisis, a crisis designed to push America ever closer towards the End of History finish line. Our Democracy was that point in American history that guaranteed America and its people would either get pushed across that finish line, or be all in it together when the Philosopher Kings finally pulled the fiat money rug out from underneath the nation.

Our Democracy was that point where America’s entire political process became an utter joke played out simultaneously upon everyone at once, a great scripted stage performance with its fabricated dramas and predetermined outcomes. Our Democracy was that point where the overwhelming fraud in the American political process was legitimized and legalized and could henceforth never be extirpated as not one American citizen had standing within a court system that now had such a voluminous book of contradictory laws at its disposal that it could find in favor or against for almost anything, in any situation, for any reason. Our Democracy was that point where all of America’s “leaders” now had to follow the script. Politicians, corporate executives, boards of directors, NGOs, public servants, academics, priests, professionals, the media, celebrities, business owners, thought leaders – everyone in a position of influence within every institution had to not just follow the script, but had to do so convincingly or they were out and done and the Nexus would find another to replace them who actually believe the script.

Our Democracy now produced an entire stock-in-trade America leadership cadre that had all been paid off to say and do what they were told, a breed of leader that went along with anything to get along with everything. And Our Democracy produced a “special” kind of grass-roots leader tailored specifically for that final stretch towards the End of History. Those old school right-left dichotomous leaders who lacked acting skills found themselves replaced with a growing new generation of closet deviants with their extensive video dossiers to motivate them into delivering better performances than their predecessors. The weak and easily threatened found themselves suddenly thrust into the public spotlight to promise one thing one day to the American people, only to deliver another thing the next just as the Nexus had ordered. The slavishly subservient to whatever cause célèbre promoted their rising aspirations found themselves as the new champions of the people, attaching their crusades as amendments to Endless War funding bills, giving them no choice but to go along with Endless War in order to deliver what trivialities the AstroTurfed grass roots demanded.

And then there were the increasing number of dual citizen leaders with conflicted and blurry allegiances strategically placed into key positions everywhere within every American institution with a mission to assiduously work against every interest of an American people with whom they had absolutely no emotional nor historical connection.An inferior American people whom they were indoctrinated since birth to consider as mere cattle, a herd of disposable slaves born to serve their needs and fulfill their every desire.

Our Democracy was the point at which America had become a grand illusion existing only as an abstraction of its past form and former ideal. Our Democracy was the point where the Theory of Forms haunted over a nation that robotically went through the motions of an American purpose yet did not understand why. Our Democracy was the point where those who did understand why finally gave up on ever getting those flying cars. Our Democracy was the point where America fundamentally transformed into a collection of actors performing before a pre-programmed live studio audience, sponsored by – the Philosopher Kings, makers of Fiat Money.

Our Democracy had turned America into a purpose without a purpose. It was now a giant pseudo-event that no longer thought of the bricks and mortar and people that physically populated the nation, but rather instead reacted to the emotive impulses generated by an endless series of images splashed across televisions, cell phones, and computer screens. A revolving series of images selected to eliminate thought entirely and maximize impulsive emotional response into the desired programmed direction.

And everywhere there were images of flags. Some flags were selected to evoke pride and tradition. Other flags were selected to arouse disgust and threat. Pride and tradition or disgust and threat were as interchangeable as which side of what flag one stood on. Our Democracy had devolved America into a battle between competing images of diametrically opposed flags, each flag attending with great sound and fury to crowd out the other flags from all those viewing screens. But this great American pseudo-event and grand illusion was no longer performed for the benefit of its live studio audience, but rather the show must go on for the sole sake of keeping the pretender king dollar reigning just long enough so that both America and its live studio audience could not only be destroyed together, but simultaneously banished from the collective memory of all future generations who just happen to be “lucky” enough to come to the future. And the future was now, as now those IQ Tests awaited that live studio audience.

So America did have an occult purpose after all – to build itself up to become the 20^th century apex of nation states only to then turn and head straight down the road to that End of History and destroy itself and most everyone in it.Most of the American people would never discover what America’s true post-WWII repurpose was.They were too occupied living within its grand illusion, one day busy spelling competition, joining in the blind ambition, and getting themselves a brand new motor car.And then the next day they were afraid to come outside because of an invisible viral enemy, locked indoors wholly preoccupied staring at the competing flags on all those screens, and too worried about being branded a conspiracy theorist to speculate beyond the state sponsored disinformation fed to them every hour, on the hour.But the best part about being a conspiracy theorist was not having myocarditis and coming into the future and experiencing the epiphany that the entirety of America was at war with itself.

For the first time since August of 1971, Endless War had washed up on and was prosecuted upon Homeland soil. The American people were unknowingly engaged in a 5^th Generation conflict couched and hiding within the great SARS-CoV-2 manufactured crisis. And the American people didn’t recognize that conflict as more than 230 million of them prepared to line up and receive their kill shots. And that was what Our Democracy was all about. It was the point where Endless War and monetary policy seamlessly merged upon Homeland soil and the American people, with the demand driven hyperinflation it now fomented, became yet another enemy in the crosshairs of a long line of enemies standing in the way of the End of History.

And the secret ingredient behind Our Democracy was that there was no democracy.

Thirty-five trillion dollars conjured up in only two years under the Orange Ringmaster’s watch and we still didn’t have those flying cars. We were supposed to have flying cars by now, that’s what they told us after the televisions showed us that they had put a man on the moon. The Apollo 11 Show was only supposed to be one small step for man, but its television viewing audience was kept interminably waiting for the sequel - that giant leap for mankind and its flying cars. It was like a great big Please Stand By… that never came.

All those scientists, all those white lab coats and crew cuts, they all just disappeared after the Apollo 17 final episode. Surely $35.06 trillion would get us a flying car or two. If the Orange Ringmaster wanted to make America great again, he should have started with those flying cars, not a warp speed gene therapy masquerading as a vaccine. What better demonstration of American greatness could there be when the average Joe shows up to work every day in his flying car?

But instead of flying cars, the average Joe had to show up to work with a Band-Aid on his bicep and present his proof of “vaccination” to Human Resources so they could notify Payroll to keep the paychecks coming in. That COVID-19 Vaccination Record Card didn’t make America great again, it made it submissive and compliant and obsequious like a hungry dog desperate and ready to serve any master for his next meal. But in its occult workings, that “vaccine” mandate did prove that the power of the Nexus had been made greater again because so many of the American people readily stood in line, signed the liability waivers, rolled up their sleeves, and complied with the color of law mandates. And thanks to all those cumulative years in the public education system, the American people as a whole never asked the question, “OK - how do I make a fake COVID-19 Vaccination Record Card?”

Right before the fiat money showed up in August of 1971, they showed us all those front projection “live” action sequences where the Apollo actors bounded across the studio lunar surface. As the Philosopher Kings sent the world a message from that Hollywood basement, we watched on the televisions as those actors planted six consecutive American flags that sometimes caught the occasional gust of wind and fluttered about within the atmospheric vacuum of space. We ignored the wire pings, put up with the ridiculous half speed motion, and ignored the negative gravity when the actors fell and couldn’t get up but were magically lifted from that dust-free lunar surface. We never questioned why everything was framed against a starless and infinite black void. And we sat enchanted viewing the Ektachrome photographs brought back of our lonely planet rising above that front projection lunar horizon. But we were denied our Kodachrome when the most brilliant minds of our time forget to pack an H-Alpha lens filter to capture the lunar sunrise that appeared on our television only as a crude and blinding white disk casting problematic shadows across the ground.

We saw it for ourselves, all at the same time on all those millions of televisions. We were all in the moment of the Apollo missions together. We had all fallen under the televised sorcery, so it all had to be true. Everyone believed that they had put a man on the moon and there was no room for enquiring minds. And henceforth a type of madness descended over the American people as The Apollo 11 Show drew to its close during December of 1972. It had infected the America collective conscious and convinced the people that mankind had finally conquered escape velocity gravity. But in order for an entire people to believe they had overcome Newtonian mechanics, America had to be pushed into the madness of an inescapable gravity of the curated mind. And all it took was that little push from the madness ushered forth from that Hollywood basement.

But we were in the closing days of 2020 now and we still didn’t have any flying cars. All we got instead were mRNA “vaccines” and contact tracing apps. Safe and Effective was coming they told us, just like they told us they had put a man on the moon. At warp speed no less under Emergency Use Authorization. So everyone just sat tight, self-isolating, and closely watching their televisions waiting to be saved and all the while sitting tight and absolutely trusting The Science™ to fix everything for them.

They told us they had put twelve men on the moon and it only cost $450 million bucks. One would think that for $35.06 trillion they could have thrown in a flying car or two just for closure. A closure provided for those who, as impressionable children, sat tight during those hot July summer days back in 1969 and watched The Apollo 11 Show culminate into its one small step for man. But for those children who sat tight and watched and believed, children whose lives were from that day forward filled with an overflowing reservoir of mankind’s full potential, those flying cars were their generational one giant leap for mankind that never came. We already witnessed that small step for man, just give us that giant leap for mankind already. Geez. They told us we’d have those flying cars by now. Just give us that generational leap for mankind and get on with it.

But those flying cars never came. It was like the higher aspirations of mankind just stopped dead in their tracks in December of 1972. They just left everyone hanging, waiting for that To Be Continued… to finally finish. Forever left to sit tight and wait and believe that we’d one day get those flying cars. And we’d never get those flying cars. We never knew it back then, but we’d never get those flying cars because every giant leap for mankind since The Apollo 11 Show ended had been a giant leap backwards.

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But before America could get its “vaccines” at warp speed and the world get safe and effectively saved by the heroes in The Science™, the people had to first sit tight and endure their Black Lives Matter riots during those long, hot, and anguishing summer days of the 2020 election lockdowns. Because a crazed mind is a terrible thing to waste. Those riots and looting were the safe and effective cure for all that summer shopping that would have driven the inflation into hyperinflation after the Mother of All Money Grabs got pulled. The Philosopher Kings had to shut down all discretionary consumption to deal with the inflation that resulted from the SOFR REPO operations. And what better way to do that than with a deadly pathogen circulating within angry mobs of herd-immune perpetually aggrieved people roaming throughout the shopping districts of every major American city?

And all that unfocussed violence immune to both virus and felony convictions was sponsored by the interwoven network of Nexus 501(c)(3) non-profit corporations. The life and death reality TV struggles were brought to you by grants to Black Lives Matter from the likes of the Ford Foundation ($1.7 billion), PNC Financial Services ($1.05 billion), Bank of America ($1 billion), PayPal ($530 million), PepsiCo ($445 million), Wells Fargo ($400 million), Netflix ($221 million), and Nike ($140 million). All up, Nexus controlled foundations and corporations and NGOs pledged more than $7.85 billion to the lesbian managed, communist directed, and social revolutionary inspired Black Lives Matter using it as a front to channel money into Antifa. That Antifa money then got doled out as street level cash payments to independent color revolution contractors under management by the CIA. So just like that $35.06 trillion that created nothing useful, this $7.85 billion also created nothing useful but did conjure entire city blocks into piles of rubble and ashes with only a single anti-social media post.

And what an anti-social media post it was. George Floyd’s death during his May arrest over an attempt to pass a counterfeit $20 bill at a Minneapolis bodega gave the New Nexus that greater opportunity it needed, out of the great conjured SARS-CoV-2 crisis, to step up and get the Trump card off the re-election table. That $4.83 trillion grabbed from REPO wasn’t going to Reverse-REPO itself, and it had to get Reverse-Repo’d at any and all cost. But there was no way the Old Nexus was going to willingly hand the money back while their Trump card was in play and in directing the circus. And there was absolutely no way the Philosopher Kings were going to go along with any jokes on them, so that $18.35 trillion in conjured stock market appreciations had to get wiped out before the super-yacht orders began piling up, the hyperinflation kicked in, and the End of History project was dead in the water.

An invisible viral enemy floating in the air, hiding somewhere within the sneezes, was one thing to fear and keep people at home and not buying any stuff. But a crazed enemy that met you face to face on the street corner and tried to kill you with their skateboards for no reason was another enemy altogether. People were prone to take their chances with a tiny invisible enemy. Maybe it would miss them if they went out not too far and only for a little while. But there had to be this clear and present danger randomly wandering about so to clear the major city streets while the huge amounts of mail-in ballots got stuffed into those ballot boxes on the now empty city street corners. There had to be the overt display of lockstep with the mandates as the lockdowns dragged on, the fraudulent mail-in ballots piled up, and the ranks of the “nonessential” grew larger with every passing week. And there had to be utter silence and zero protest as the overdue bills piled up on millions of kitchen tables. Those ranks of the newly proclaimed “nonessential” had to grow larger because they could never return to normal spending in a world where consumption had to be crushed to balance out the hyperinflation. The End of History had to progress a bit further at all costs, and the productive class would once again get handed the bill in the form of a full blown inflation aspiring into hyperinflation.

To keep that End of History going, the life and death of every American consumption unit was fundamentally transformed into a “new normal” where Being and Nothingness became mere monetary policy decisions. Less consumption meant less pressure on inflation. Less pressure on inflation meant the hyperinflation got pushed out a few more years. And those few more years conjured up the payments for a bit more Endless War. And a bit more Endless War garnered up another central bank for the Nexus. And just maybe the Endless War could plod along long enough to garner up every last central bank for the Nexus and finally push that End of History over the finish line. So the new American calculus equated to (less consumption) + (more war) = the End of History. And to get more war and less consumption, something needed to be produced at warp speed to ensure not everyone came into the future, and not everyone that’s here was gonna last.

There had to be the impression of total compliance with all the total nonsense afoot. All the “misinformation” had to be eliminated or else the real misinformation would never get believed. Everybody had to be all in it together. So there had to be a “new normal” of mad individuals, afflicted by gravity, who need only that little push from the televisions to get them to stay at home, hunker down, and wait for the election to finish so The Science™ that they absolutely trusted could then turn around and kill them.

From the moment George Floyd overdosed on fentanyl and died like the dog he was, the hardest part of those 15 days to flatten the curve became the 162 days of unrelenting street violence leading up to the November 3^rd 2020 presidential election. Those life and death reality TV struggles diverted the attentions of the locked down “new normal” America as those 501(c)(3) armies roamed the major city streets and stuffed every swing state mail-in ballot box to overflowing. And the “progressive” District Attorneys placed into every major American city were ready and willing to prosecute any resistance to the mayhem freely practiced on the lawless streets. So every night, after watching the Six O’clock Evening News, the “new normal” people went to bed convinced it was best they stay home tomorrow and hunker down yet another day while The Science™ worked at warp speed to cure a disease they didn’t have.

The American color revolution had begun and its color was black. A strange choice indeed, as black is the absence of color, the opposite of light, and the complete lack of Illumination.

The Philosopher Kings had to get that $4.83 trillion back from REPO. It had to quash the $18.35 trillion in conjured stock market gains. It had to make America quit spending money to stop the hyperinflation. But the civil war was not As Seen on TV! and fought in the streets between the likes of Antifa against a stood down city police force going through the motions. No, it was instead an invisible civil war fought between the New Nexus with its Great Reset against the Old Nexus with its Make America Great Again and $4.83 trillion in newly conjured REPO money. And regardless of which side emerged victorious, the Nexus would emerge triumphant in a heads they win, tails you lose fight to your death. And once the heads they win, tails you lose outcome got locked in and new normalized, the ultimate loser would again be the American productive class.

These 501(c)(3) color revolution armies operated freely throughout American cities now devoid of any esprit de corps. Dying cities emptied of champions to fight for their cause, filled now with the remains of a population that stood and watched while these cities burned. Cities with all shade of original and authentic character drained away. Cities that had forgotten why they had come to be in the first place, and could not answer why they still were. Urban perimeters of waste and decay, one after another dotted across the connected American interstates, surrounding their congregational core of high rise buildings aspiring to touch the heavens, but alas standing rigid and soulless regardless of how high they reached for the sky.

These dying cities were bereft of a human purpose and served only as centers for the gathering in of people to the pursuits of a Nexus driven corporate empire. Cities that served as staging grounds for the cold quotidian ceremonies of commerce except for the taxpayer funded sports stadium thrown in. A commerce where the only business was the conjuring of even more “wealth” and “status” and privilege unto an illuminated Nexus which, in turn, served as the intermediary of power between the Philosopher Kings, their central banks, and the great masses of profane disposal people over which they ruled. Cities emptied before every sundown, refilled every evening with the hordes of the homeless, scores of drug addicts, the brigades of drug addled prostitutes, and an assortment of petty hustlers and thieves who ruled over the echoes bouncing off the buildings lining the desolate streets until the sunrise arrived again and the ceremonies of commerce began anew.

Such were the cities that fell one by one to the likes of BLM and Antifa as no one remained to champion their cause despite millions who spent billions of collective hours within their shadow engulfed streets. Why champion something which one had failed to leave a single stamp of themselves upon? Why champion a city when all you care about is money? The sorcery had grown so powerful that the American people had dissociated an abstract America from the pieces of concrete from which the real America was constructed. The sorcery had allowed the concrete of the real America to crumble into decay, only to rebuild a new America from a grand abstraction of “America” from which now came forth its flag waving champions. Champion of this abstract “America”, a conception that could be deconstructed and reconstructed within the minds of the people into whatever expediency served the End of History. And once there was no more America existing on the ground, but only an “America” residing in the mind, there would be no more America that pulsated through the heart and soul of its inhabitants.

So block by block the concrete centers could not hold. Minneapolis, St. Louis, Baltimore, Detroit, Cleveland, Los Angeles, Portland, Seattle, Memphis, Pittsburgh, Chicago, Denver, Philadelphia, Louisville, Dallas, San Francisco, Milwaukee, Trenton, Cincinnati, New York City, et cetera et cetera. They did not immediately fall into piles of bricks and heaps of ashes, but they had fallen long ago from the hearts of the American people, forgotten casualties of that new and abstract “America” embodied in the flags that flew everywhere. The 501(c)(3) armies were just finishing the job that started decades earlier. And the ranks of these truly non-essential showed up in droves, ready to play their essential roles in the live television broadcasts of those life and death reality TV struggles.

And what an army it was. Marxists, homosexuals, assorted deviants, anarchists, perverts, 5^th wave feminists, sadomasochists, pederasts, drag queens, malcontents, she-men, stick-up artists, leftist extremists, drug addicts, shoplifters, he-women, 3^rd world advocates, hippies, incorrigibles, eco-terrorists, angry fat women, emos, socialists, lesbians, radical vegans, minor attracted persons, ugly people, bisexuals, asexuals, transsexuals, furries, faggots, non-binaries, thieves, bestiality practitioners, green haired they / thems, dope fiends, Bolsheviks, muggers, punk rockers, university nut jobs, general wackos, and the most common element of all in this twisted and sick urban combat force – lots and lots of perpetually aggrieved negroes.

Just plain always angry at the highly functioning world around them.

It was during The Covid-19 Show that throngs of these idle and disgruntled negroes were, for the first time since The Great Society, assembled together and put to work to serve some purpose other than voting as a bloc. No one in polite society dare suggest that these negroes were what they were because they were the product of their nature. No one in academia dare risk their tenure track to point out that 73% of them grew up fatherless. And of course, what other conclusion could both polite society and academia draw? The negroes were, of course, the product of their unequal and discriminatory environment. Because the consensus of all those tenure-seeking social scientists said so. So that is why the HUD and the HHS and the USDA and the ED all stepped up and became father to all these superfluous victims of their unfair social environment. The .gov agencies stepped up to cultivate the negroes into just what they had finally become during those long hot days of the 2020 summer lock downs. And what they had become was the Homeland soil weapon of last resort for socio-economic control over the American productive class. The negroes had been cultivated since The Civil Rights Act of 1964 into Crushing Democracy’s doomsday device. They had been gathered into the city streets at the beck and call of an anti-social media calling from every Obamaphone to go forth and distribute their special brand of equitable entropy.

The negroes would prove themselves beyond a doubt As Seen on TV! to be the human personification of the Second Law of Thermodynamics.

A mind is a terrible thing to waste, but the body can sometimes be put to a stupid purpose more effectively if the mind is first wasted. And all those wasted minds got put to a stupid purpose during those life and death reality TV struggles. The negroes never realized they had, since their absent grandfather’s youth, been recruited by HUD and HHS and USDA and ED into an army of dysfunction and social entropy. No matter how much energy got input into their system, few if any useful work outputs ever resulted. Input even more energy into their system, out comes even more nothing. And if the definition of insanity was doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result, then .gov and its obsession with bettering the plight of the negro at the expense of the productive class was that very definition of insanity.

When a young negro stole his first bicycle, he was drafted. When he first got sentenced to probation, he was deployed. And when he received his first prison sentence, he was promoted to the non-commissioned ranks in that secret but open range army strategically put into Section 8 housing complexes throughout every major American city. Centers for collecting up the negroes into discrete counterweights against a generalized urban prosperity. Thus the negro was housed, clothed, and fed by his new .gov father to one day be fully employed by Crushing Democracy when the time arrived. And this army was ready, its minds were wasted, and its bodies were willing to wreak destruction for that stupid purpose. The George Floyd starter pistol had been fired, the black color revolution had begun, the anti-social media were activated, and the negroes’ axe to grind was being wielded through the city streets everywhere.

And it wasn’t because they couldn’t breathe. It was because they couldn’t think. It was because they couldn’t control their base emotions. It was because through generational welfare dependence they had collectively devolved into social entropy.

It had taken 55 years to assemble this negro army. It had by design grown larger, angrier, stupider, and more violent with every passing decade beyond the wildest expectations of 1964.

The negro secret draft began back in the 1970s when they were systematically addicted to drugs to the point where they couldn’t function in normal society and the bulk of their men could no longer maintain gainful employment. Somebody had to buy all those drugs and fund all those overseas CIA black ops to garner up all those central banks. So by the late 1980s, the negroes were by and large drug addled, fatherless, and permanently out of the labor force. Those negroes who fell for the joke were quickly replaced – thanks to Ronald Reagan’s Immigration Reform and Control Act (1986) - by Mexicans flooding across an inviting southern border and the negroes as a whole were statistically dropped from the unemployment rate calculation. Even statistics didn’t want anything to do with them anymore, and their sudden disappearance served to hide the encroaching effects of the Reaganomic glories of globalization and mass immigration. Yet despite their growing alienation from the productive class, their promiscuous numbers swelled, and they had no other occupation by now but wander about the streets of the America urban centers in full view pimping, strong-arm robbing, burgling, and pushing those very same drugs that had destroyed their formerly low level functioning society.

So in the 1990s the negroes were rounded up into Section 8 controlled breeding farms, given abortion on demand, and allowed to procreate just enough to build that army of social entropy and secure a permanent urban voting bloc. Thirteen percent seemed to be the magic number to create the desired level of chaos – just enough to be effectively destructive, but not so much to get totally out of control of local police forces. Once herded together under HUD, fed daily by a generous USDA using AFDC, and kept alive with a combination of Medicaid and duty of care laws after they were shot and stabbed and beaten by their fellow negro, their simple Maslow hierarchy of needs were thus fulfilled.

Except for Justice. Regarding this forever unfulfilled need, the ED got to work in the public schools creating perpetual generations that could aspire no higher nor wider than the rarefied echelons of negro high society in the NBA, NFL, and entertainment industry. Barring these, their one road to the American Dream lay in the distribution and sale of drugs to fund the CIA’s overseas black ops. And now all the customers were gathered together in one place under HUD for maximum efficiency so demand could keep up with the growing supply. And demand needed to grow as the number of overseas black ops increased in both scope and location.

It was here where the FBI got to work forming these now pathetic and pointless negroes into organized crime gangs possessing a hierarchy of social mobility that was missing from their lives. The FBI infiltrated the likes of the established Bloods and Crips, co-opted an edgy rap music turning it into gangster rap, exposed negro youth to the magic spell of drug and gun fueled hip hop, armed these new wave gangs to the teeth, turned their members into made men, sent these made men to establish colonies in the peripheral suburbs of every American city, spread supply to every corner of the country, and ensured Congress handed their customer base even more welfare to increase demand in line with that growing supply.

The intended outcome was achieved when the subsequent explosion of urban street violence was splashed across all the televisions. That studio production produced enough alarm in the apathetic suburbs to justify the initial Trojan horse entry of the American police state, create the school to prison pipeline, and build and fill to overflowing with readily disposable negroes the highly profitable private prison industry. Because, on a unit profit basis, a negro in a Nexus owned prison generates more profit than a negro in a Nexus owned but HUD mismanaged breeding complex. And in the prescient spirit of never letting a good crisis go to waste, through the Public Safety and Recreational Firearms Use Protection Act (1994), the public supply of semi-automatic weapons dried up so that the productive class could not defend themselves against the coming Patriot Act and its militarized police who would then solely possess what supply remained once 9/11 went operational.

Once the negroes reached a critical mass incarceration rate, their real occupational training began. And by the time The Hope and Change Show premiered, their hereditary downtrodden caste was filled to overflowing with unrealistic transformational expectations that were entirely inconsistent with their IQ levels and organizational abilities subsumed within a highly functioning complex technology-driven society. And the growing ranks of this highly volatile, excessively violent, and extremely irrational hereditary class of hardened criminals and welfare dependents provided even further justification to expand the police state into Crushing Democracy. So by the time The Covid-19 Show went to air, the negroes had managed to beat out the white man in one thing other than basketball – they had reached the zenith of useful stupidity for an entire people.

But the negroes never asked themselves - nor were they by this point capable of formulating a logical question – they never asked themselves just why would it be, after spending the previous 55 years destroying themselves and ruining their own society, that polite society would somehow just up and welcome them in with open arms? A polite society whose European ancestors had spent the last 370 years building and expanding and, until August of 1971, improving. The negroes almost to a man never once acknowledge that maybe - just maybe - what they repetitively and repetitively again condemned as systemic racism and white supremacy was actually a natural reflexive reaction needed to keep the tidy and organized national woodpile in place that European Americans had meticulously split and dried and sorted and stacked over almost four centuries. Just maybe polite society did not want to watch its woodpile collapse into a scattered heap of cordwood. But after eight years of The Hope and Change Show and expecting that invitation from polite society to arrive by special delivery that never came, it was all somebody else’s fault. And after several years of anti-social media immersion emanating from their Obamaphones the negro army knew full well just whose fault it was. And it wasn’t their fault.

So by the time George Floyd overdosed and died, the negroes were by design hyper-angry, perpetually aggrieved, and ready to take their orders and make an uninvited visit to the woodpile of Western Civilization. They were prepared and ready to fulfill their true purpose collectively inculcated within them since 1964 – to turn the White Man’s tidy woodpile into a smoldering heap of charcoal on the direct orders of the Philosopher Kings.

In this brave new SARS-CoV-2 world, the path to riches conjured up beyond pure imagination would pass through the new wealth transfer invention called innovation.

And just what is “innovation” anyways? Innovation is everything for sale that is (allegedly) so technically complex no investor can possibly understand, but buys anyways. And just like with The Science™, no one dare question the innovation, for who could possibly grasp the infinite technical complexities of quantum computing, the rarefied workings of a neural network algorithm, or the fathomless potentialities of data mining? Never mind those mounting operating losses in the name of innovation, this was about the religion of the future. A future where absolutely nothing useful gets produced and thus drags everything down with it as those profitless innovations climb to ever higher and greater market capitalizations. And now there was nothing that could stop that future where everything was of tremendous value, but nothing was of any practical use. 

So just how did the Nexus pull this one off on the American people this time? First, The Covid-19 Show provided the “fog of 5^th Generation war” for this financial attack. No one under lockdown thought about future federal interest payments, the tax increases needed to fund those interest payments, or the coming impact of warp speed money printing on inflation. And how could anyone think about the future while there was an invisible deadly enemy lurking within every sneeze? So the lockdowns produced an unemployed captive audience bored out of their mind and worried sick about how to make ends meet. The Nexus had planned that one too, so they inserted rent and mortgage relief into the CARES Act. Now, with those immediate worries assuaged, the American people could hunker down behind their computer screens and get to scheming on how to make money out of those stimulus check bonanzas.

The Nexus now had their marks cornered so all it need do now was conjure up the hype around these newfound “innovations” using saturation coverage branding campaigns across every form of media whereby innovation was magically transformed into the somehow more-better digital innovation. And the Nexus could conjure at warp speed too. So the dumb money began to roll in to the likes of Moderna (2,465% market cap gain during Covid), Cloudflare (+1,380), Zoom (+831%), Docusign (+632%), Datadog (+526%), and Twilio (+506%).

The trap was now set because nothing breeds success like success and, after a few months of skyrocketing share price appreciations, the dumb money didn’t seem so dumb after all. Bigger marks began to play the game, like pension funds, 401ks, and the uninitiated wealthy who, despite all their money had never been illuminated and were not in on the joke. And with the return of that near-zero EFFR, margin loans made a roaring comeback. It was here, in the second half of 2020, where the Nexus unleashed its deluge of financial sewage into the global plumbing system that the September 2019 REPO was supposed to unclog in the first place. Cash burning over-the-rainbow IPOs like Airbnb, Snowflake, DoorDash, Peloton, and Rivian filled the financial headlines and were promptly gobbled down by a locked down society.

Once the color of law kicked in and the “nonessential” were prohibited from leaving their houses to make useful things to sell to people in search of useful stuff – you know, those basis of all civilization activities – once that color of law kicked in, the digital transformation of the American economy was officially under way. So now, a “digitally transformed” American economic juggernaut was open for business to such “innovations” as WeWork, the Reddit short squeeze, ETFs of ETFs, SPACs, $hitCoins, and finally, the most sublime investment in the intervening 384 years since the Dutch tulip – the Non-Fungible Token.

But all that investment sewage spilling forth was necessary to lift all boats in a sea of financial shit that were of real substance within that interlocking Venn Diagram of the digital transformation space. That SARS-CoV-2 financial sewage was the temporary stuff that was needed to build the permanent stuff that was needed. The New Nexus was rising, and what was needed at the center intersection of that Venn Diagram was the 24/7 surveillance, censorship, and mind control “digital transformation” of an American people that soon would make nothing, yet bought everything on credit. The likes of Amazon (+199%), Facebook (+227%), Google (+255%), Microsoft (213%), and Twitter (332%) – all birthed from their DARPA, In-Q-Tel, Project Bluebird, or some other MIC venture capital uterus – these big players saw their market capitalizations soar during The Covid-19 Show, but without the precipitous sell side price cliff attached like those inevitable divided they fall crashes connected to the hip of all that temporary stuff that was needed.

SARS-CoV-2 and that public / private partnership made the New Nexus rich beyond pure imagination. But it also forever impoverished the great bulk of the American people while America was being made great again, but just not for them. And what it was being made great into was a great joke that was always on the American productive class. It was all there in black and white. Clear as crystal. The American people got nothing. They lost. Good day sir.

The vast majority of the American people had however, during The Covid-19 Show, unknowingly been permanently branded as “non-essential”. The Philosopher Kings and their servants in pharmakeia were busy working overtime getting ready to deal with all of those non-essential consumption units. Which is why all those Americans had to be digitally transformed into continuous data streams ensuring that, for those few who did come in to the future, they would come quietly, without complaint or protest. The fiat money system had to continue, for as long as possible, at any and all costs, if there was ever to be any chance of salvaging the Endless War from hyperinflation and pushing humanity over the End of History finish line.

And the Great Reset lurking around history’s corner was to be nothing more than the total and final victory of a small, in-bred, highly unified hereditary conjuring class over a mongrelized, discretized, and stupefied productive class that, through its generational exposure to never-ending sorcery, had finally been stamped and beaten and molded into a static and immutable caste. A caste consisting of a few hundred million “climate crisis” survivors who would be allowed to come in to the future. Survivors of the wizardry spun around an ignorance of the earth’s axial procession, they were an unfortunate necessity whose sole purpose would be to drudge and toil and spend the entirety of their miserable lives satisfying the fickle pleasures of their conjuring overlords. Society would freeze and history no longer exist, as there would be no further changes or events of import worth remembering. All fruits of life, every value added endeavor, each creative outcome, and the very joys of life itself were to be given over in totality into the grabbing and voracious hands of a never satiated conjuring aristocracy.

The Great Reset is just the End of History with a marketing team. It is the sorcerer’s creation of a global Gormenghast, the singularity point whereby human advancement freezes and the Philosopher Kings, once and forever, supplant the warriors and the builders and the artists to impose their universal reign of ugliness and anti-human degeneracy upon the entirety of the planet. The Great Reset is the final step in the inversion alchemy where the Ice-9 crystal is dropped into the sea of history, which is itself just mankind’s accounting ledger of all its trials and aspiration that have remained worthy of remembrance. But with mankind’s conquest through sorcery comes not only the end of war, but also the end to the fights against tyranny and slavery and oppression, the end to building and destroying and rebuilding, and the end of beauty from which all banality and ugliness is revealed. This conquest by sorcery is thus none other than the permanent defeat of human aspiration.

And so with the end of human aspiration comes the End of History. The Great Reset is that deliberate destruction of humanity’s one vanguard against the sorcery – the warrior spirit, that which drives man from within to assert his autonomy and fuel his refusal to live under the yoke of another. It is this warrior spirit that the Philosopher Kings are at war with, it is this spirit which they are attempting to eradicate, exterminate, and breed out of mankind forever. And when humanity has been “cured” of this spirit, so too comes the end to all wars of resistance, and all who remain standing are either Morlock or Eloi. And when that last shot is fired in that final war of resistance, universal passivity will descend, and this final war to end all wars will mark the final entry into mankind’s history ledger.

But at some point in the planning phase for the black cycle of nightmares, the old guard within the Nexus realized that, like those hundreds of millions of “non-essentials” around the world, they too would not be invited to come in to the future. The Economic Science™ figured out early that it could not survive without all those productive mugs and dupes to fleece. Fraud, crime, taxation, and regulation had been at the core of the American system of privilege. And without an expansive victim pool of ready-made marks, there could be no more fraud, crime, taxation, and regulation extorted from the productive class using the old methods of an aging Nexus. The profits derived from thereof would simply vanish along with the all the people, and the old system of privilege would subsequently disappear along with all those people. Thus, this Old Nexus would shortly find that it too had been branded as “non-essential”. There was a new type of spell brewing over the remaining population that no longer produced, and the digital transformation was working to accomplish that aspect of the plan.

And that digital transformation needed a New Nexus to rise out of the black cycle of nightmares. The New Nexus and its digital transformation would be invited to come in to the future.

Those sorcerers’ chants echoing within the hermetic walls of their subterranean chambers, and the mounting promises made to an expectant Tanit to assure her of her coming bounty, had permanently altered the Nexus zeitgeist. The neoconservatives were necessary and safe – for now - as that final war to end all wars had yet to be fought. But a single supercomputer wirelessly transmitting to an interlinked network of orbiting satellites now possessed nearly all the operational capability of the entire Old Nexus and its human apparatus. The transformation taking place meant there would be little further need for any human element to facilitate the activities of fraud, crime, taxation, and regulation save for hardware and software technicians. And these technicians were also kept very busy working out the bugs on fully automated and autonomous decision making warfare systems.

So in due time, there would be no more need for the bloodthirsty neoconservatives either, no matter how rabid their convictions. And the computer scientists, although they were not monsters, were just getting ahead of the curve and designing their own demise with semi-sentient, artificially intelligent, self-programming software and self-healing hardware systems connected to autonomous repair robots. And all that automated fraud, crime, taxation, regulation, and war would all be digitally facilitated at maximum extractive efficiency. So the digital transformation was not only going to facilitate the demise of hundreds of millions of “non-essential” consumption units, it would also transform the Old Nexus into permanent redundancy.

The Old Nexus had woken up – and it was not time to die. And if the party and the privilege were to continue, the Old Nexus needed history to continue. The Economic Science™ had come to the realization that it had only one weapon at its disposal against the Philosopher Kings – and that one weapon was hyperinflation. But their fight was not for the benefit of America, nor in the name of the American people, nor to Make America Great Again. America was already great – for them. The Old Nexus just wanted to stretch out that greatness for themselves. Their fight was for the very survival of the Old Nexus so it could continue its parasitic existence upon the productive class.

The Old Nexus had been all-in for the End of History until it understood the self-immolation that that End of History demanded from it. So it too had decided several years back that it wouldn’t work for a freak either. It went along to get along with the Philosopher Kings to keep its privilege until it played its Trump card and lit the fuse of hyperinflation. The Economic Science™ figured its chances were better riding out the subsequent social chaos that erupted from when the financial fascism imploded until the inevitable autocracy arrived and some form of stability returned. By then, there would be no more End of History, but instead a whole lot more history would ensue. Then the Old Nexus could get bailed out by taxpayers again to cover its losses and get back to making money, and lots of it, the old fashioned way – by stealing and extracting it from the productive class.

The Old Nexus didn’t need no stinking digital transformation to make money – they had bought the government and legal system decades ago to help them with that, and everything worked just fine for them. Why fix what isn’t broken for them? But it was during this digital transformation and the rise of this rival New Nexus when the Old Nexus realized it would not be invited to come in to the future. And that meant it would not be making any more money in that future.

So the Old Nexus took that $4.83 trillion it took from REPO and didn’t give it back. Instead, it took that REPO money and drove the stock markets up to all-time highs and made even more money. They went and partied like it was 1999 and they weren’t supposed to do that. They were supposed to just sit tight, fill their liquidity holes, take their IQ Tests, and sit back as the economy imploded along with their balance sheets. The lockdowns were supposed to last 10 years. It was supposed to cull the herd, and when the heard was just to the point of rising up against The Covid-19 Show, everything would smoothly transition into a “climate crisis” lockdown. And nobody would panic as the plan went according to plan, no matter how horrible that plan was. And once the herd of consumption units was diminished and didn’t buy anything anymore, then there would be no hyperinflation. Endless War would become the supreme function of government, and the march towards the End of History could continue unabated.

It can never be accurately calculated just how much money got grabbed during those first two seasons of The Covid-19 Show. $30 trillion? $40 trillion? Who knows for sure? Whatever the amount, all that money got made at warp speed in less than two years. Without building a single factory. Without making any useful stuff. Without inventing a single thing other than digital innovation. With near zero labor input and practically no effort.

The greatest amount of money ever made, in the shortest amount of time ever, was made entirely with sorcery.

But a good indication that a lot of money got made is deduced from the rise in total market capitalization of all the American stock markets during the first two seasons of The Covid-19 Show. Before the lockdowns on December 31^st, 2019, total American stock market capitalization stood at $33.91 trillion. But at the peak of season two on December 31^st, 2021, total American stock market capitalization stood at $52.26 trillion. The American stock markets gained $18.35 trillion during a period when the country was locked down and most everyone was sheltering in place. During a period when 50% or more of working age Americans were not working. When not a single new oilfield got discovered, no new car brands were introduced, and not a single new acre of farmland got cultivated. No one produced a thing except for innovation, short-squeezes, SPACS, $hitCoins, NFTs, drone food delivery, and warp speed science.

The Covid-19 Show was the strongest sorcery that the world had ever experienced. The world wasn’t interconnected during The Apollo 11 Show, was getting interconnected during The Osama bin Laden Show, but was nearly interconnected during The Covid-19 Show through the sorcerers’ medium of a carefully guarded and meticulously cultivated internet. $11.238 trillion conjured up through REPO. $3.175 trillion conjured up in discretionary federal government spending aimed specifically at SARS-CoV-2. Another $2.3 trillion in additional near-zero interest rate loans conjured up through the Federal Reserve System. And $18.35 trillion of conjured stock market capital gains.

So the final bill coming due for the Mother of All Money Grabs - aka SARS-CoV-2 – stood on December 31^st, 2021 at $35.06 trillion. It was a bill that America could never repay unless The Economic Science™ hyperinflated the debt away. But that hyperinflation would derail the End of History as it would collapse society and just maybe, this one time, the productive class would wake up, wise up, and rise up to overthrow the Philosopher Kings and end their reign of fiat money madness once and for all.

The Philosopher Kings couldn’t stop printing money now no matter what and had to keep up with both all that “wealth” creation and plebian consumption. The Science™, working at warp speed in conjunction with the digital transformation, could not fail with the formulation and delivery of its IQ Test. If they stopped printing money now, the spell broke, deflation descended, and both economic and political power returned to the productive class. The IQ Test had to work because the Philosopher Kings could not be left in the position where they had to both print money and raise interest rates at the same time. They had to quash the conjured “wealth” so they could moderate the printing and keep the interest rates near zero to fund the Endless War. The Trump card had to be removed from the deck at all cost if the plan was to go according to plan so that no one panicked. No matter how horrible that plan was. And if they couldn’t stop printing money, the hyperinflation would proceed and the End of History was – well, history.

And maybe – just maybe – for once, this time the joke was on the Philosopher Kings.

Back in the 1970s they promised us we’d all have flying cars by now but that never happened. In the 1980s they promised us they’d stare into the abyss and defeat the communist monster once and for all, only to become that monster themselves. During the 1990s they sang we’d party like it was 1999 but after 9/11 it was like God himself had Chosen only a few to have the superfluous money to keep the DJs employed. The first decade of the 2000s gave us the global war on terror that terrorized the American nation. In the 2010s they made more promises to “fundamentally transform” America but they never explained exactly what America would get transformed into. Then they up and changed direction and promised to make America great again but they never explained exactly for whom they would make it great again.

And now, here they were again on all those television screens making promises to yet again save America. Standing behind those podiums with their intimidating official seals affixed. Wagging their fingers and chastising the American people that they had better shut up, mask up, put up, and start trusting The Science™.

So now here America was, all in it together again. Forty-eight years of unmitigated fiat money sorcery had come to a head. Broke and more bankrupt with every passing day. After all the never ending wars, the extravagant waste, the litany of unpunished Wall Street crimes, and the thankless welfare largesse from the fat of the land, a thoroughly corrupted America now stood all in it together staring down into this brand new abyss of a SARS-CoV-2 pandemic. The long preparations for the black cycle of nightmares had become manifest. The unhindered global flows of the pretender king dollar via the virtuous cycle had never been more at risk. So a desperate financial crisis required a drastic social-economic solution.

They hadn’t gone out of their way to kill too many Americans up to this point because it was so much fun working to make their Hope and dream filled lives so miserable at every dead end turn. But to unlock the true potential of misery, those American hopes and dreams had to be quashed once and for all and the bar of expectation lowered to the ground. What those hopes and dreams of the hard working American productive class really needed was a Great Reset.

But somehow during these past forty-eight years, Americans refused to get the joke. They kept picking that bar of expectation up off the ground and putting it back in place where it belonged. Quash one of their dreams and another pops up somewhere else. Throw one of their hopes to the floor and it bounces back up stronger than before. And the supreme joke of jokes, the punch line that Americans just refused to get, was that the joke was always on them. Life in America had become a mix of cognitive dissonance with a Richter experiment. The Philosopher Kings had to make this particular joke so utterly ridiculous in its scope, so crudely preposterous in its logic, and so absurdly inept in its delivery, that if one still didn’t get the punch line then one deserved exactly what was coming to him.

So the Nexus promoted one of its own carnival barkers to the position of national Ringmaster specifically to deliver this absurd punch line. The Philosopher Kings had no choice but play their Trump card before the hyperinflation kicked in, and they played it with a purpose. As those life and death reality TV struggles unfolded, their Orange Ringmaster would send in the procession of clowns, and those bumbling jesters would provide the nonsensical backdrop that made the buffoonery seem sensible. And the Orange Ringmaster’s place in history was to administer the most bigly and dangerous IQ Test ever undertaken. But that IQ Test was meticulously designed so most test subjects would fail, because a lot of people had to fail and on a bigly scale. Because, everything on those televisions was a 5^th generation warfare program prosecuted by America’s very own Department of Defense. Because, the military was the only way to unclog that global financial plumbing and extend the pretender king dollar’s tottering reign. Because, the macroeconomics of depopulation depended upon mass test failure.

It would not be a difficult matter for the Orange Ringmaster to engender that mass test failure because nearly every American had been “educated” in the hallowed halls of the public school system. It was here in the schools where a young America spent year after year sitting, fidgeting, squirming, pencil tapping, staring at the wall clock anticipating its exact moment of respite, until the bell rang and the next class began and its “lesson” on how to sit still and be quiet started. And American schools were the one public place in America where at this point there were no televisions hanging from the walls because there could be no diversions from this most important of early indoctrinations.

It was in the public schools where a susceptible and vulnerable America sat through its “lessons”, isolated from competing and conflicting and distracting perspectives, where a de-education system got to work to dispel all doubts as to how things were. It was in these schools where America was conditioned to sit and pass its tests. Every syllable of indoctrinating boredom was constructed to give this future America its answers to every significant “how come?” in advance. It was an extensive and expensive training program that taught its pupils how not to think and to merely recall the answers provided. And after each young American had spent his allotted thirteen years sitting and fidgeting and squirming at those desks to prove he had absorbed his “lessons”, with pomp and ceremony he was handed his final pass mark - a diploma - as proof that, in essence, he had successfully been molded to assimilate, without question, exactly what he had been told by an array of authority figures.

Each newly minted graduate with his newly printed diploma had proven that he was ready to uncritically serve the Nexus.

The public school system is a place where not only are there no alternative answers, but is one where there are only select questions provided in advance. These schools turn young lives into a big TRUE / FALSE dichotomous Scantron choice where every test taking rule has to be followed down to the letter using only that #2 pencil. Try filling in the ellipses with a #4 pencil – automatic FAIL and no re-takes. Smudge a bit outside the ellipses or effect an impartial erasure – FAIL again. The only questions are those provided in advance, and there is only one “correct” answer to those limited number of questions. There is only one correct way to prove the “correct” answers to the authority figures. One must repeat only the answer that he has been provided. And thus the rogue sceptic is always proven wrong when every other American is repeating the “correct” answer to their limited number of questions provided to them in advance.

American education had been “fundamentally transformed” from a process of discovering many answers, into a tiresome and exhausting exercise of asking fewer questions. And “education” aspired to one day create the perfectly “educated” American who asks no questions at all because he has been given all the answers in advance. That is why over $850 billion gets squandered every year on “education” in America. It is a monumental effort to formulate those “correct” answers for those limited number of questions. It is a huge undertaking to cut and trim away at all those latent questions that should never be asked by the entirety of a society.

And so to engender that mass failure of the great IQ Test, the Orange Ringmaster only need provide America with the “correct” answer once the procession of clowns had cut and trimmed away at all those latent questions.

Thus education solves the primary dilemma of governing a mass of people through a Crushing Democracy – if government can contain the questions, then government can more easily control the answers.

So in school one is taught a “lesson” and then given a test. But in life, one is given a test that then teaches a lesson. It is this inversion of education that prevents most of America from ever learning its lessons. The inversion ensures that the joke is always on the American people because they can never escape being all in it together. But the coming great IQ Test would not leave those legions who failed much time remaining to ponder upon the lesson that life had just taught them. The joke would be squarely on them. Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock as the graphene hydroxide pulsed through their arteries in search of capillary tissues to lyse.

And it would soon pulse through nearly all of them.Two-hundred and thirty-one million Americans to be exact would fail their IQ Test.

Wuhan was in chaos, Christmas festivities were upon America, football season was rising to a climax, and the entire developed world was about to plunge into Covid’s wake. But hidden somewhere deep within every great manufactured crisis is an even greater opportunity. The trick is that the opportunity remain an occult pursuit, never to be revealed to the uninitiated.

The public / private partnership that had honed its final preparations during Event 201 was ready to kick in and was waiting for that great opportunity to be unleashed. It stood ready to make America great again – just not in the way that the true believers had imagined, or even could imagine, because the partnership sounded so benevolent in its mission statement, advertised as just another unfortunate necessity of modern life. But lurking within its core was an awful necessity of modern fiat money, a partnership between billionaire funded NGO 501(c)(3)s, the giant Nexus corporations these billionaires directed, and a .gov division of the Nexus that had been bought and compromised to a man.

So for those very few who bothered to interpret the partnership’s true mission statement, the translation of the term “public / private partnership”, from its inverted language of public relations, into the vernacular of red blooded American English, was that the private parts get all the profits flowing out of the opportunity, and the public parts get handed the bills for the money flowing in to the “solutions” owned by the private parts.

So the “public / private” partnership is just a great big private parts shoved into the face of the public.

And those “solutions” were to unfold as yet another endless war. But this time, it was an unconventional war with an invisible enemy on Homeland soil where one first had to take the RT-PCR test, then run that test at 40+ cycles, to only then discover that they were under attack. One day one felt fine, and then the next the false positive came in and something changed inside. Suddenly, there one was – caught up in a war against logic, reason, and what remained of one’s better judgement. And when enough American’s were caught up in the invisible fight, it became a war on sanity itself.

So as 2019 drew to a close, through nearly eleven years of Crushing Democracy, America had finally mutated in to the largest wealth transfer monster that the world had ever produced. The time had arrived to unleash the full potential of that monster in the most unimaginable and horrifying way. And that American monster would only reach its apex of potential once it began to eat its own.

Ta da! The joke’s on you again.

The health and viability of a modern nation state is proportional to how many of its citizens are in on the joke. And this supreme joke of jokes, the SARS-CoV-2 “pandemic”, in one form or another, was on nearly everyone this time. And that did not bide well for the future of America. But then again not everyone was coming to the future. And in a future where almost no one is in on the joke, and there is a widening gyre between The Joker and his victims, one’s nation begins to fray, and things fall apart. But that was the whole idea of the joke from this point forward – a future that not many come to and for those who do, things fall apart anyways. It wasn’t the End of History – it was history’s end.

The hyperinflation was imminent and inevitable now. There was just no way America could ever go back. The Philosopher Kings would not get their End of History. So, there would be no more America left to create History for those Philosopher Kings to End. The only question remaining now was - would all that fun making America’s hope and dream filled lives so miserable continue? Would history amusingly grind slowly to an end as misery piled upon misery? Or, would the torment grow tedious and its boredoms get put to and end once and for all in one fell swoop with all those nuclear armed ICBMs that we were told were put in place to protect us?

But Event 201 had to immobilize everyone who was not in on the joke so the sequence of events would have their desired outcomes. The plans had to go exactly according to plan because, nobody panics when things go according to plan. Even if the plan is horrifying.

There could be no dissent, no competing perspective, and no hesitation. Everyone had to all be in this together. It was just a matter of getting together each side of the joke, but regardless of which side of the joke one was on, all sides had to be in lockstep. And that was the end product of a Crushing Democracy for that side of the joke where the joke was on them. The end product was an America where everyone willingly followed abusive commands, obediently complied with mandates issued under color of law, and mechanically conformed to all those around them who were not only following, complying, and conforming, but making an overt virtue of doing so and demanding that others do so as well. And when there was universal conformity, those years of “education” would kick in automatically and everyone would do exactly as they were told. They would all line up smiling and gladly submit to their IQ Tests. And they would walk away believing they had passed their tests. A test that was designed for every test taker to receive the ultimate failing grade.

Thus the end product of a Crushing Democracy is an America where Americans go hand in hand, laughing into the fire.

It was at this point in December of 2019 where the arithmancy made itself plain to those initiates who had been awaiting the secret cues to begin their supporting roles in the life and death reality TV struggles. The SARS-CoV-2 pandemic finally emerged from November’s anti-social media rumors exactly 666 Gregorian calendar years since the Black Death claimed its final victims in 1353.

The occult arithmancy could wait not one day longer.It was time to begin The Covid-19 Show.And it would be the greatest show on earth.

The Covid-19 Show had begun and its occult arithmancy retained when in the waning hours of December 31^st 2019, China finally fessed up and officially reported to the World Health Organization its first forty-one cases of an unknown pneumonia. They reported that unknown pneumonia to that same World Health Organization that since 2012 had received over $13 million from the NIH. That same NIH that, using a bevy of 501(c)(3)s, had indirectly funneled millions into the Wuhan BSL-4 viral research facility. That same BSL-4 viral research facility that was performing coronavirus gain of function research with all that NIH money because that same research had been temporarily banned back on Homeland soil. That same coronavirus that, on January 20^th 2020, infected its first American patient on Homeland soil in the west coast state of Washington just as the dark web had warned back in September of 2019. And it was that same coronavirus infection that the NIH just happened to co-own a bucketful of “vaccine” patents standing ready and waiting to fight a global “pandemic”. That same coronavirus infection that the World Health Organization was about to declared a global pandemic and needed billions of freshly conjured “vaccine” doses.

And every day at every hour, on the hour, the procession of clowns tirelessly explained from the televisions that The Science™ was not a monster, it was just ahead of the curve.

The wealth transfer monster was hungry and just gearing up to reach its full potential as things on the ground began to move fast. Everyone already knows about January 23^rd, 2020 and how the CCP ordered Wuhan under lockdown. It is common knowledge how on January 29^th, the Orange Ringmaster sent in more clowns and established the Covid-19 Inter-agency Task Force, and the next day right on cue the World Health Organization officially declared SARS-CoV-2 a Global Public Health Emergency. More clowns arrived on February 28^th when the Department of Defense pulled up in its tiny car and, one after another, filed out and threw buckets of confetti at its American audience – buckets that America could have sworn were full of water – and then established the official Covid-19 Task Force. March 11^th brought international travel restrictions, and the World Health Organization upgraded the circus from an emergency to an official pandemic. March 13^th came and the Orange Ringmaster declare Covid-19 a national emergency on top of those other forty-two national emergencies active at the time. Then came March 15^th and “15 Days to Flatten the Curve”, where the hardest part was the first 300 days of those 15 days. Then there was the Defense Production Act, a plethora of guidance issuances, task forces, and advisories et cetera, et cetera until feeding time started and the greatest wealth transfer on earth really got going.

Once the new federal appropriations got piled on top of and commingled with the trillions in REPO handouts, the real money began to flow like financial diarrhea. But it squirted out intermittently at first from the federal funding sphincter into politically well-connected underwear. March 6^th passed the initial gas with $8.3 billion wasted in H.R.6074. March 18^th saw another fart and $3.5 billion squandered with the Family First Act. However, on March 27^th the big liquidity defecation couldn’t be held back any longer when the Orange Ringmaster signed at the bottom of the center ring act - the CARES Act – as he once again called in the clowns who, over the next forty months of a federal health emergency, threw bucket after bucket after bucket of more than $3.175 trillion in conjured fiat money confetti at the Nexus. Money to “battle” an invisible enemy on Homeland soil with one no-bid award and zero due diligence contract after another.

Not to be undone, The Economic Science™ jumped in to the discharge and added another $2.3 trillion in near-zero interest rate loans to the Nexus on top of all that previous REPO money. It was to be the greatest act of conjuring and squandering and profligacy that the world had ever witnessed. It would totally eclipse the magic trick where $2.3 trillion disappeared from the Pentagon just one day before the 9/11 false flag. And all up, $16.713 trillion got conjured up in the SOFR-Covid-19 one-two debt punch to the gut of the American productive class.

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. It all depended upon which side of the joke one stood. And all up, the Orange Ringmaster would join forces with both The Economic Science™ and The Science™ to conjure up $50,722 of new debt for every man, woman, and child in the Homeland during the SOFR-Covid-19 money printing lollapalooza. Money printing to save the world from an invisible enemy that could only be detected with an RT-PCR test ran at 40+ cycles. And to the vast majority of the befuddled and frightened American people, the real enemy remained invisible to them. They didn’t bother to stare into the abyss of their bathroom mirrors long enough to realize what and who the real enemy was. They would never realize that they were on the wrong side of the joke. And worse, despite those clowns to the left of them and jokers to the right, they would ultimately fail to understand they were stuck in the middle of all of them and their deadly joke.

America was about to devolve from merely not realizing the joke was always on it, in to not realizing that there was a never-ending running joke in the first place.

So what did each member of the American productive class get for their $50,722 joke? Well, they got told outright they were on the wrong side of the joke. May 15^th saw the Orange Ringmaster announce Operation Warp Speed – a DoD led initiative - where all FDA new drug approval protocols got thrown out the window because, well science. But not just any science, this was science at warp speed, so the productive class got dragged along in the wake as science boldly went where no medical hypothesis had gone before. Then on May 20^th came the first of the lockdowns for the “nonessential”. One by one, each useful productive trade, craft, service, and commercial undertaking fell under the arbitrary color of law mandates that proclaimed each as “nonessential”. And it was odd how each “nonessential” endeavor performed by individuals remained essential when said same endeavor was performed by a Nexus owned corporation. The productive class collective income quickly evaporated and longstanding reliable small to medium sized businesses folded one by one as the conjuring class were kept on the payrolls, comfortably conjuring from home during flexible working hours, in a new work-life balance innovation of non-productive time called “telecommuting”.

Next came the edicts taken directly from a 14 year old girl’s 2006 junior high school science project adopted by The Science™ and published in their Targeted Social Distancing Designs for Pandemic Influenza. The masking, the social distancing, the sheltering in place, the saying final goodbyes to sedated, intubated, and Remdesivirated grannies while helplessly ordered under penalty of arrest to say those final goodbyes behind glass partitions. The cancelled birthday parties, the non-refundable wedding venue deposits, the pre-paid vacations that were never taken. The SARS-CoV-2 “pandemic” was the force majeure of life itself for the productive class.

Then the anti-social media videos emerged of all those “essential” and fully employed nurses and orderlies dancing about through the hallways of one empty hospital after another. Dancing through and partying like it was 1999 in what was supposed to be the worst mass casualty event since that Black Death 666 years earlier.

The dancers, the scientists, the lock-downers, the lock-steppers, and all manner of undeserving were crowned “heroes” everywhere and at every turn. The deserving and fed up were beaten up and thrown into jail when they ventured out to re-open their flailing businesses. The switch to on-line and contactless “education”. The plastic partitions everywhere. The mass early release of incarcerated violent felons. The disposable masks disposed on the ground all about at all places. The signs on the floors demanding everyone keep six feet apart. The endless on-line virtue signaling. The overly aggressive and self-appointed mask police at the grocery stores. And a mutated football season without fans.

America had failed its IQ pop quiz before it had even sat for its final exam.

16,713,000,000,000 dollars and not one factory got built to make America great again. Not one monument to higher civilization was erected to display the lasting glories of humanity for the millennia to come. Not one productive job was created with all those unlimited resources. Not one useful thing got invented with all that science. For $16,713,000,000,000 we should have had those flying cars by now. For $16,713,000,000,000 we should be taking vacations on the moon. But all we got were billions of disposable surgical masks, ventilators to go with all that Remdesivir, a deluge of cotton tipped swabs and RT-PCR test kits, and contact tracing apps. At warp speed but somehow without the di-lithium crystals. For a virus that was never sampled en vivo from a human being and isolated. Where is that virus anyways? It is like a ghost, or maybe a chimera. Oh yeah, it mutates into variants – Omicron, Delta, Alpha, slippery little devil that virus is.

So if SARS-CoV-2 was never actually sampled and isolated – and it has never been sampled and isolated en vivo to this very day - then how did The Science™ know what type of virus it was dealing with so it could invent an “operating system” at warp speed to save the world from certain death? Now, besides The Science™ being so much more incredibly intelligent than the simple pleasure-seeking bulk of society – so much more intelligent in fact, that an average person should never dare venture to question The Science™ as it will only end in embarrassment, so best to keep one’s mouth shut and just trust The Science™ - so besides its skewed distribution of intelligence, science is also magic. Or better yet, The Science™ is pharmakeia and the scientists were its pharmakis. Because at its very root, that is what SARS-CoV-2 was – it was sorcery.

Those who were not in on the joke were sent off scurrying to find pathogens of the body when they should have been seeking to identify the viruses that had been unleashed to infect the collective conscious of society’s soul. Such viruses are not discovered with en silico simulations or transmission electron microscopy, they are found on the internet, the television, the radio, in the public schools, the churches, the civic institutions, the live “entertainment” venues, and the movie theaters. And the cure for this virus of the soul did not require $16.713 trillion and a “vaccine” at warp speed - the regimen for the cure began with something as inexpensive and simple as turning off the television and putting down the smartphone.

But the answer to the original question – how did The Science™ know what type of virus it was dealing with – is that the Chinese told The Science™ what type of virus it was dealing with. Yes, that is the answer. The Chinese science had been well trained at American universities in the magic of en silico simulation, and the American science trusted the Chinese science because, well that’s how The Science™ rolls. At warp speed. So The Science™ ran with the most-probable outcome (out of thousands of probable outcomes) using less than 60 viral fragments (out of potentially trillions) to build its probabilistically derived modal outcome of this one deterministic simulated construct of a SARS-CoV-2 virus.

But as early as January of 2020 an Indian virology team didn’t quite trust The Science™ (or didn’t get the memo) and published Uncanny Similarity of Unique Inserts in the 2019-nCoV Spike Protein to HIV-1 gp 120 and Gag, declaring SARS-CoV-2 was indeed a chimera with an HIV gain of function insertion. So much for the bat soup theory, but this brazen display of scientific insolence did provide the initial opportunity for The Science™ to demonstrate the power and reach of lock-step, and the paper was soon retracted with much public humiliation heaped upon its authors.

Soon after that, Luc Montagnier of the AIDS scam assured the world that a chimera could never survive long outside of the laboratory as an abomination, and in time this abomination would mutate back into its natural ordained form, if it existed at all, so there was no need to panic as it was already too late for a vaccine and what was needed now was natural immunity. What would follow in this abomination’s path would be a mere cull of the weak and chronically infirm. But then Luc got cancelled and that $16.713 trillion gravy train kept a rollin’ all night long.

Then in May of 2020 a joint British-Norwegian team who obviously hadn’t gotten the memo either published their findings in BioVacc-19: A Candidate Vaccine for Covid-19 (SARS-CoV-2) Developed from Analysis of its General Method of Action for Infectivity, validating the Indian team’s earlier conclusion of an AIDS-Coronavirus chimera. The bat was now out of the bag, and the wagons of anti-social media censorship had to be circled immediately. Trust in trusted source information was crumbling, and they had to have this pandemic and fast. Like warp speed fast. They had to fix the global liquidity plumbing and only a global IQ Test would fit the bill after the Mother of All Money Grabs got pulled.

But where did all that money go? Enquiring minds want to know.

It didn’t go into the pockets of productive class workers and business owners. They were the first to get “non-essentialed” and fired. The SARS-CoV-2 virus was a selective infection. It was somehow inactive and harmless within the cold and impersonal profit seeking walls of a Walmart or a Home Depot. But once inside the friendly and familiar warm confines of an Al’s Bar or the field office for Jim Bob’s Oil Tools, it suddenly activated into an agent for the destruction of civilization.

Another example of this strange viral pathogenicity was found in the California movie production crews that had somehow developed their own selective herd immunity, as did the caterers that served them meals on set locations. But the restaurants right across the street from those sets remained closed as they were potential dens of humanity ending virulence. Congress and their staffers had developed this special immunity too. So did all those selfless employees at the NIH, the CDC, and everyone in the employ of the United Nations right down to the World Health Organization itself. It seemed that The Science™ everywhere was immune to its own science. So there was no reason for these people to sit for their upcoming IQ Tests as they were not only so much smarter to begin with, but there was no need to waste a perfectly good IQ Test when there were so many others out in the general unilluminated public that were much more “deserving”.

It took the birth of a nation and 244 years of struggle to build the American productive class. But it only took a 7^th grade girl’s 2006 science fair exhibit to destroy, once and for all, the center that held that productive class together and kept it from falling apart. And all that money that passed between the productive class on a daily basis got diverted into the grabbing hands of the Nexus.

But it was a tale of two countries when it came to the conjuring class. The Nexus still had that $4.83 trillion squirreled away from the Mother of All Money Grabs. Money waiting to be played once the inevitable financial blood on the streets began to flow. And the Nexus didn’t have to wait long for that financial bloodletting. One day on February 18^th, the NASDAQ stood at a robust 9,733 - but after the Orange Ringmaster declared the center ring event of the National Health Emergency, by March 20^th the rising drama within The Covid-19 Show pummeled that index down to 6,880. The plan was going according to plan. The Nexus was illuminated and had found their greater fools to unload their shares upon in advance of the plunge. And once the margin calls poured in on those soon to be unemployed greater fools, there was no reversing the slide. Reverse REPO be damned, that greater opportunity arising out of this great manufactured crisis had presented, and it was time to get to conjuring amounts of fiat money the like the world had hitherto never imagined possible.

Now, had the Nexus just stuck that $4.83 trillion it took from the REPO into a passive index fund, it would have conjured that massive quantity of free money into an $11.27 trillion behemoth in under twenty months. Money for nothing and checks for free like the world had never witnessed. But it was the Nexus itself that issued those very same index funds, so how could a profit-seeking entity generate profits from itself in a zero sum game? How did it avoid the situation where it robbed Peter to pay Peter? That was the conundrum that the Ashkenazi genius of The Economic Science™ had to solve before the Mother of All Money Grabs could get underway. And just like both Apollo 11 and 9/11 before, America would accept the challenge, rise to the task, and devise the means by which to fool America. The solution to the conundrum was to get back to robbing Peter to pay Paul. And the grand theft would all be adsorbed and socialized through the magic of inflation.

Ta da!

But now, it was big time show time in America. Again. Because - it’s always show time in America. And it was time for yet another brand new season premiere extravaganza. It was time to begin those preposterous life and death reality TV struggles where every American was invited get in on the fun, get all in it together, and get into the live-action script that just wrote itself.

Those life and death reality TV struggles couldn’t wait any longer after the Old Nexus played the REPO stupid game and didn’t give the money back. So America’s stupid prize couldn’t wait any longer. But this particular production was something different. It would truly be the greatest show on earth because it was both Truth and Consequences all rolled into one big pharmacopeia Prisoner’s Dilemma. This really big show would be a masterpiece of dramatic presentation unfolding in real time before a befuddled and frightened American television viewing audience. That fright and befuddlement would compel this audience by the tens of millions to seek out the Consequences before the show finally revealed its terrifying Truth. But unbeknownst to its audience, these life and death reality TV struggles were not a series of spontaneous and unscripted event. Ultimately, the whole extravagant production, like all those culture forming productions preceding it, was yet another necessary outcome of that fateful day on August 15^th, 1971 that had been long in the pre-production phase.

The era of money for nothing and checks for free for the uninitiated was coming to a close. The magical fiat kingdom could not sustain the enchantment much longer. The Economic Science™ had grown old and was tired of putting an academic polish on all the financial fraud. The rich had been partying like it was 1999 for 20 years straight, and it was time for those wealthy bit players to tell their celebrity friends to get off the yachts and send the DJs home. The center would no longer hold, things would begin to fall apart, and the falcon was lost forever.

So in the waning months of 2019, the battle lines were drawn up between an America that would progress towards its unraveling and force that financial and societal collapse, and another America that would fight to conserve the underlying root causes of its inescapable financial and societal collapse. But America had been carefully positioned into the classic competing dichotomy of a heads I win, tails you lose final outcome where the only winner in this winner-take-all coin flip was the End of History.

The Economic Science™ knew this day would arrive and there was nothing it could do to stop it save the discovery and application of some new kind of social-economic science. The golden age of dreams was coming to an end and the golden shower of hyperinflation was upon the world. The black cycle of nightmares had to be revealed. If America could not lead the world into the End of History, then there could be no more America. And there would be no more America when there were no more Americans. And when there were no more Americans the undisputed winner would be the End of History.

So to prepare for these life and death reality TV struggles and pave the way for the Mother of All Money Grabs, a thought experiment was conducted and published in 2017 by The Johns Hopkins University that outlined the flow of propaganda required to terrorize the American people into relinquishing both their civil liberties and their “Public Health” to the whims of the military-pharmacopeia complex. The SPARS Pandemic 2025 – 2028: A Futuristic Scenario for Public Health Risk Communicators was that initial probe outlining in detail how a Crushing Democracy could wield a Tyranny of the 51% to weaponize a “Public Health” system against its own citizens. So with these outlines disseminated, the starter’s pistol for that black cycle of nightmares was fired on October 18^th, 2019 when Event 201 commenced in New York City. And by incredible coincidence, this happened to be the very same day when opening ceremonies officially kicked-off the 7^th CISM Military World Games in Wuhan, China.

The Johns Hopkins Center for Health Security, in partnership with the World Economic Forum and the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation, hosted Event 201 billed as a “high-level pandemic exercise illustrating areas where public / private partnerships are necessary during the response to a severe pandemic in order to diminish large-scale economic and societal consequences”. They did not define whose large scale economic and social consequences this exercise strove to diminish. The Military World Games hosted 9,308 potential vectors from around the world who would mingle, compete, and return home to over 140 participating countries scattered about the globe. The United States team came in 35^th overall with not one gold medal earned, placing behind the likes of athletic powerhouses Namibia and Mongolia.

The 7^th CISM Military World Games came and went without much notice in America. It turns out that America had sent its “B Team”, and this “B” subset in a CBRNE team makes for a terrible athletics team. But this “B Team” is very good at its primary function. It is that special type of plumber for a special kind of mission.

The payment had come due for the Chinese pig to pony up for its spot at the World Trade Organization feeding trough. China’s conjured “Economic Miracle” had officially ground to a halt. Its labor costs were rising, the quality of its outputs was terminally subpar, the Great Firewall beta test was complete, and the Philosopher Kings had little further use for it as a western de-industrialization tool. The Chinese had quit buying US Treasury bonds as far back as 2011 and there were no more Belgian Tricks hiding up the sleeves of The Economic Science™. All the fake GDP data in the world couldn’t fatten the arrogant Chinese pig any further, so it was time to send the pig to the abattoir of domestic prosperity.

Wuhan was chosen as a special city with an extra-special place to play an extra-ordinary role in the global financial mop up operation following the Mother of All Money Grabs. Wuhan served as the epicenter of the Chinese national passenger rail network. Every day up to 120 trains disembarked its platforms heading to all parts of the country. Trains pulling dozens of carriages packed with hundreds of stinking Chinese who, to a man, had no compunction against coughing and sneezing directly into the faces of his fellow comrades.

Wuhan’s special place was commissioned back in 2014 when, under the Sino-French Cooperation Agreement on Emerging Infectious Diseases Prevention and Control, the French government’s Centre International de Recherche en Infectiologie provided much of the funding for China’s first BSL-4 research facility. And before this BSL-4 facility had caught its first infected bat in a deep dark cave, it had developed deep dark ties to both the Galveston National Laboratory at the University of Texas, as well as Canada’s National Microbiology Laboratory. The Galveston lab had performed much of America’s seminal mRNA / vRNA gene therapy animal research, concluding that such research under no circumstance should ever be conducted upon human beings. The CNML employed a small army of CCP spies across Canada posing as post-graduate research fellows willing and ready to fulfill their patriotic duty, to steal anything labeled as “technology” and ascend the competitive ranks of the Chinese Communist Party.

The Chinese cannot create, they can only steal and imitate and the Wuhan BSL-4 laboratory would have just sat there after commissioning, like a ghost laboratory in a desert ghost city, had it not been “seeded” with something to do. To get the Wuhan BSL-4 to play its extra-ordinary role, it had to get doing the type of research where all accusing fingers eventually pointed to it. So beginning in 2014, the US Department of Health and Human Services initiated a three-year moratorium on federally funded viral gain of function research performed on American Homeland soil. That moratorium temporarily suspended a long running bioweapons research program at the United States Army Medical Research Institute of Infectious Diseases at Fort Detrick, Maryland. But a purposeful oversight was inserted into that moratorium whereby it neglected to prohibit federal funding for outsourced viral gain of function research. So Nexus NGOs operating under 501(c)(3)s and American universities played the money-bag intermediaries needed to effect an end-around to the viral gain of function moratorium. Millions of American tax dollars were funneled to the Wuhan BSL-4 during this moratorium and the viral gain of function research got up and running there in earnest.

But the Chinese at Wuhan lab were not making sufficient gain of function progress on their own at an aptitude to warrant a world changing event. They were not competently playing their role of brilliant virologists as scripted. So the natural incentive to steal that progress and ascend the ranks of the CCP were laid before them like a platter of tasty irresistible moon cakes. Despite years of ongoing thievery, on July 4^th of 2019 that small army of CCP spies at the CNML’s Manitoba BSL-4 facility were suddenly and publically run off by Royal Canadian Mounted Police in a highly visible media spectacle. Just before the SOFR spike. Right before Event 201. Fresh in the television viewing audience collective hive-mind. And just before the coming life and death reality TV struggles went to air.

By August of 2019 the final elements of the reality TV script were in place.The Department of Defense had a solid claim to plausible deniability and a hapless culprit to point the finger at.And the Chinese had no idea that their WTO admission fee had come due and were about to be caught flat footed. They could not point back at their accuser because their fingers had all been ensnared within the Chinese finger trap handed to them by the NIH and USAID.

And while the Chinese finger trap was being set, there was a long line of strategic “vaccine” patents preceding those life and death reality TV struggles. One could go on and on praising the medico-technological wonders resulting from this tireless and selfless effort. Altruistic science performed by those whose sole purpose was the safe and effective prophylaxis of humanity from its invisible sub-microscopic enemies. Magnanimous wonders quietly piled high as one scientist after another bestowed them upon the world. But alas, these wonders could perform no benefit to humanity while the backlogged FDA licensing process dragged on and on and on. Wonders of science like lipid nanoparticle encapsulation, S-protein binders, Luciferase®, L-lysine grafted graphene oxide, IgG4 antibodies inclusions, self-assembling nanobots, and a whole new array of application for the polymerase chain reaction technology. It was a watershed for health that put the old fashioned squalene and thimerosal to shame. A Renaissance of creation all at once flooding the medical science world. It was nothing short of a benevolent movement where the entirety of a profession joined together in service for a united outcome. What had been taking place for years, deep in the white coat recesses of laboratories around the world, was about to give birth to the wildest allopathic dreams that a Crushing Democracy immersed within a black cycle of nightmares could ever imagine.

That fusion of Crushing Democracy to the black cycle of nightmares was that discovery and application of a new kind of social-economic science that The Economic Science™ was incapable of ever conjuring. Thus an abomination conceived by a parentage of two quackeries was birthed into the world and christened by its new malevolent priesthood as The Science™.

These new priests of The Science™ and the New Nexus corporations and 501(c)(3)s that they served could not go into public practice plying their dark arts under the liability framework existing in the United States just after the black cycle of nightmares went operational. So in December of 2016 during the waning days of the Magical Mulatto’s reign, and just before the arrival of the Orange Ringmaster, Congress for no reason in particular decided to pass the 21^st Century Cures Act. This act, with its special Sec. 3024, eliminated informed consent during the clinical testing of new medical wonders on the condition said wonders were deemed of minimal risk to their unknowing recipients. No definition of “minimal” was given, no measure of “risk” was stated, and new meaning was given to the term “blind testing”. The liability avoiding legal trick was in place just in case a “public health” emergency should suddenly appear out of nowhere. The social sciences had successfully been melded with the economic sciences and both were absolved of their combined outcomes, regardless of intent.

So since the early days of 2017, any new “cure” emanating from a research branch within The Science™ now only need be deemed “safe and effective” by an oversight branch within that said same The Science™ and the whole affair gets legally shielded from those not uncommon instances arising where the “cures” in practice contradict the results of the clinical testing after hundreds of millions of doses have been already purchased. Because the “cures” are always deemed “safe and effective” once clinical data are handed to a team of statisticians in some other branch of The Science™ where they are “analyzed” into concluding what the data really meant to say. So in the “hypothetical” case where a “cure” is put forth for a “novel” disease like a SPARS coronavirus, and the “cure” is an experimental gene therapy masquerading as a vaccine that gets deemed “safe and effective” by a Nexus government agency beholden to a paymaster priest residing within The Science™, and that “cure” is administered as a military operation delivered at warp speed under an Emergency Use Authorization, no one can be held responsible for whatever the negative outcomes. And when the social sciences are merged with the economic sciences, the negative outcomes can only be intentional.

The entire exculpatory legal edifice had been built, and the black cycle of nightmares were ready to move from the planning stages into delivery. But what if the occult language of Sec. 3024 eliminated informed consent regarding the real economic disease that was being “cured” at the expense of the hundreds of millions of infected vectors?

What was so amazing about The Science™ was its incredible prescience, unparalleled in over a hundred years of allopathic medicine. It had reached the level of sophistication where it could not only predict the emergence of a deadly disease that did not yet exist, but The Science™ already knew the names of these non-existent deadly diseases that had yet to be named because they did not yet exist.

But there were a few loose ends to tie up before those life and death reality TV struggles went to air.

There were the loose ends of Barry Sherman and his wife Honey who together owned the Canadian generic drug manufacturer Apotex. The illuminated Canadian bankers had been good to Barry and Honey, and their lives were full of fiat money rewards and privilege until December 15^th, 2017 when they were found murdered together in their posh Toronto home – an extremely rare instance of a billionaire double murder that refuses to be solved. But the state always spares no expense to bring the murderers of the rich and the assassins of high ranking officials to justice, unless those murders and assassinations are prosecuted on behalf of the Philosopher Kings.Barry and Honey’s murder tied up the Apotex capital expenditure decision making process while the company’s ownership determination dragged on in probate court.Capital expenditure decisions like putting a spare hundred million looneys to work ramping up production and distribution of cheap, safe, and effective anti-viral disease fighting drugs – these decisions were left in the hands of a single miserly probate judge until September, 2022.By incredible coincidence, Apotex just happened to be North America’s largest producer and distributor of medicinal hydroxychloroquine. And by further coincidence, production and distribution of that hydroxychloroquine were never ramped up during probate as the life and death reality TV struggles unfolded.

Then there was the messy loose end of Kary Mullis. He was America’s most vocal and respected nemesis of the NIH and could not be bought off at any price. He had exposed AIDS for the medical fraud it was. He shared the 1993 Nobel Prize in chemistry for developing the technology behind the polymerase chain reaction. And he pulled no punches in his criticism of the NIH, its twisted objectives, and its corrupt leadership, especially when it came to using PCR technology to “diagnose” viral infections. But by incredible coincidence everything got worked out before the life and death reality TV struggles went to air when a healthy Kary died suddenly on August 7^th, 2019 – just before the SOFR spike - of a mysterious upper respiratory infection having symptoms identical to those of the “hypothetical” SPARS coronavirus and foreshadowed by sub-award 19-6192. With Kary out of the way, there was no one with his credibility and incorruptibility left to criticize the consistent flagrant use of the reverse transcriptase PCR test to “diagnose” viral infections at cycle thresholds of 27 and higher. With Kary gone, the television talking heads were left unfettered to play their role and shriek and scream every night about the swelling “positive” test tally of false positives sweeping the nation.

But then disease diagnosis wasn’t the primary objective for the RT-PCR test - getting the vector into the host was. When the B Team returned home from Wuhan they could provide the initial releases throughout select cities and that would fill the hospital beds with the weak and elderly consumption units. The CDC protocols could then kick in and initiate the rising tally of the dead. The rising tally of the dead would generate a fear that, encouraged by anti-social media, would quickly infect the whole of American society. That endemic infection would drive the healthy to queue up and beg for their test like it was a life-or-death reality TV outcome. The technically ridiculous RT-PCR cycle thresholds would ensure an ever growing tally of the infected, which would propel even more of the healthy and asymptomatic to queue up for their inevitable false positives. And when enough of these false positives piled up, and there was no escaping them on the anti-social media, America would find itself caught in the grips of a “pandemic”. So, it was not an infection of the physical body that would afflict America and the developed world, but rather an infection of the mind.

The Science™ needed a Plan B since the Chinese couldn’t develop a pathogen quickly enough, on their own, at the necessary lethality to unclog that global financial plumbing after the SOFR spike. So The Science™ stepped up to help fill the kill gap.

In 2015, the CDC for no reason whatsoever just up and figured they’d change the definition of a vaccination from the “injection of a killed or weakened infectious organism in order to prevent disease”, to “the act of introducing a vaccine into the body to produce immunity to a specific disease”. So in effect, a vaccine defined itself in an absurd medical tautology. In the old medicine of yesterday’s Old Nexus, medical research required an actual specimen of a real infectious organism so to kill or weaken it before putting it into a vaccine. But in todays’ progressive modern world of The Science™, the emergence of a deadly disease that does not yet exist can be predicted by sudden spikes in the SOFR. And with the alteration of that specific phrase a killed or weakened infectious organism into the tautology of a vaccine, whatever the CDC says is a vaccine was from 2015 henceforth, a “vaccine”. There was no longer the need to kill or weaken an infectious organism that existed when The Science™ could predict the emergence of a new disease. It could therefore tailor its mRNA gene therapies to “produce immunity” in humans where in all hitherto instances with mRNA animal testing the technique induced a fatal pathology.

But when the Philosopher Kings view the lives of billions as a disease upon their realm, the semantics of vaccination lead one to conclude that The Science™ had finally found the cure for human life itself.

Then there was the NIAID sponsored Remdesivir clinical trial in the Democratic Republic of Congo from November of 2018 to August of 2019. The trial was undertaken to evaluate Remdesivir’s effectiveness at treating Ebola infections, a disease that mysteriously appears in Africa from time to time and is immediately followed by an outbreak of big pharma clinical trials searching for a cure. Remdesivir didn’t work, it killed its recipients at a lethality equal to Ebola itself, but it killed by other means. Remdesivir suppresses production of aldosterone from the adrenal cortex. Aldosterone is a vital hormone that regulates the salt and water balance within the body. A prolonged lack of aldosterone over a prescribed course of Remdesivir leads to the accumulation of water in bodily soft tissues, causing a general widespread edema. When there is eventually too much water in the lung tissues, it manifests symptoms of respiratory distress similar to that caused by the named but yet to exist disease foreshadowed by sub-award 19-6192. As the Remdesivir does its work, the patient’s protests and cries for help are muted with heavy sedation from drugs like Midazolam, and to ensure their “cures”, the patients are intubated until they slowly drown and provide another statistic for the initial tally of the dead who died from the “disease” and not the protocols.

They knew. But they needed an incentive to get the “cure” administered and keep it getting administered no matter how many times it “cured” the patient.

So the Nexus .gov division came up with a mortal volume rebate program that would rival the actions of Pol Pot himself. Hospitals got paid $13,000 for every Medicare admission “diagnosed” with a positive RT-PCR test, and they received an additional $39,000 to sedate, intubate, and enact the Remdesivir protocols. So a human life did now have a value and it was on sale at only $52,000. And the volume rebate program was a shining example of efficiency. Only those enrolled in Medicare got the special “cures”. Elderly patients who presented suffering flu symptoms were given a course of Remdesivir and sent home, no need to take up beds that only reimbursed at day rates while waiting for the aldosterone to peter out. Then the elderly returned, like moths every night at the evening streetlights, because the urge to live was strong, life was short, and there was still so much television remaining to be seen. By now they were advanced in respiratory distress, so they were admitted and given the RT-PCR test that predictably returned its false positive after running at a 40 cycle threshold. Edema and real pneumonia were ignored, family was shut out because it was a “communicable disease”, and the money rolled in as the elderly, one by one, alone behind panes of glass partition, gurgled their final labored breaths.

And once enough of those Remdesivir protocols were enacted, 4 out of 5 doctors agreed that it was time to go buy a new lake house.

But would there be no more effective means of spreading an infection than to infect the method of obtaining a sample of that infection, with the infection itself?

The nasopharyngeal specimen collection guidance issued by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention - not kidding, they really are called that – the sampling guidance was as radical a change in decades-long standard specimen collection as was the sedate, intubate, and eliminate protocol developed by the NIH and implemented by those highly motivated 4 out of 5 doctors. This was the same NIH that knew full well that the Remdesivir kill rate was equal to that of an Ebola infection. The same NIH that knew full well that endotracheal intubation was never performed unless a patient presented with an obstructed airway. The same NIH that played Chinese Whispers with millions of American tax dollars to seed the Wuhan BSL-4 research facility with the infection itself. The same NIH that claims joint ownership over the mRNA-1273 “vaccine” that the CDC recommended and was “fast-tracked” under an Emergency Use Authorization by their New Nexus cohorts in the Food and Drug Administration. The same NIH that, from the onset of the black cycle of nightmares, to this point had given over $13 million to a World Health Organization that is vested with declaring a “global pandemic” that is “treated” with a “vaccine” that, by an incredible coincidence, is co-owned by the NIH and its leadership team.

And then there was the final piece. It was time to fire up China Telecom’s diatomic oxygen exciting 60 GHz 5g network strategically placed across the entirety of Wuhan. Just in time for the conclusion of the 7^th CISM Military World Games, and one month after Event 201 wrapped-up, the Wuhan 5g went operational. Within a few days, the first rumors began to trickle into the western world from sloppily translated hanzi text messages that a mass uncontrolled mysterious sickness was sweeping across Wuhan. Anti-social media videos soon followed of desperate crowds of panicked Chinese at local hospitals swarming over one another seeking unknown treatments for an uncharted disease. And a few days after that, more videos emerged, but this time they featured hazmat crews removing the presumed dead from the streets of Wuhan. And the Princess Cruise Lines was about to launch its Medallion Class ships Diamond Princess, Grand Princess, and Ruby Princess newly outfitted with this same 60 GHz 5g network, ready to go operational once all three ships were fully booked with the elderly and their pre-existing conditions.

America had somehow made it through forty-eight years of fiat money madness to this 2019 Thanksgiving holiday. And unbeknownst to almost everyone, it would not only be their last normal holiday - it would be their final normal day as an American.

Thanks to all that fiat money, a very small group of those Americans would feast upon an assortment of wild turkey, grouse, pheasant, and exquisite cured ham in a prodigious spread that would please the likes of Bacchus himself. These lucky few epicureans would raise libations from a selection of the finest 40 year cognacs, to laud the conjured cornucopia of their fiat money blessings bestowed upon them.

Many Americans would eat turkey and sides with a glass of last year’s red table wine and pray to God that their meager luck held out a bit longer.

More Americans would charge the turkey and fixings to their credit card and pretend the American Dream was still alive and well. They would drink heavily from a selection of 8-year pinot noirs and pray to God that their credit lines held out a bit longer.

Many Americans would get their turkey an’ fixin’s from EBT manna credits, only to complain on a full stomach that the niggardly productive class had yet again denied them their 40-year cognacs to complement the mac and cheese side dish.

Many Americans just ate chicken and drank Pabst Blue Ribbon, maybe had some pumpkin pie with Cool Whip as a special treat, as they somberly pondered upon where and why the American Dream derailed for them. They were beyond either anger or thankfulness, existing in a void within the American Dream’s unfulfilled expectation.

And a vast swelling number of others could not find a halal turkey, refused to eat turkey out of religious piety, and went to the taqueria mistakenly looking for turkey where none existed. Their frustrations were destined to become the Thanksgiving of the future that few were destined come in to, let alone celebrate.

But then there was that loose coalition of scores of disaffected Americans, tenuously held together by their hatreds fomented over the Nexus controlled anti-social media. A substrate given a free platform to express not only their rejection of Thanksgiving, but their absolute repudiation of everything American, with an exceptional malice held towards anyone fitting the red-blooded Americans stereotype – the one stereotype among dozens the Nexus would never dissolve. To these ranks of the hyper-political dissatisfied and perpetually offended, Thanksgiving was nothing short of an obnoxious celebration of imperialist colonial genocide, an abhorrent observance of racist white supremacy, and a commemoration forced upon them by an oppressive cis-gendered ableist patriarchy. Their alienated souls were filled with nothing but neo-Marxist slogans and deconstructive piss and vinegar, and their acrimony mounted with every passing Thanksgiving. They had been promised a “fundamentally transformed” America and they would not bide their time much longer.

And then The Covid-19 Show went to air.

Hyperinflation destroys fiat money’s systemic stability because it erodes the mystery of its institutional infallibility. It rushes society’s managed incremental decline to where that decline can no longer be organized, synchronized in totality, nor ignored by the people. The Economic Science™ runs out of excuses and the wizardry fades as the Six O’clock Evening News screams even louder that things have never been better. Decline and violence are the unavoidable outcomes in a spoiled and indolent society under the expectations and entitlements of magical fiat money. The pull to print more money than the value of what gets produced is just too great, and most of what gets “produced” in a society dependent upon conjuring is of no real value. And once hyperinflation sets in, printing becomes a necessity at the exact moment when no one wants to buy or hold those US Treasury bonds that underpin the wizardry.

When the spell breaks and hyperinflation ignites, societal chaos ensues from which there is no reversion to the mean because the mean was always just a temporary hallucination of conjured data under the spell of “affluence” and “prosperity”.The discord and strife that follow fiat money’s sublimation into hyperinflation can only result in the emergence of a new form of society.Either a society emerges where the producers again reign supreme and must renew their eternal fight against the sorcerers, or a society emerges where the producers are vanquished and the sorcerers’ rule is absolute. When the producers emerge victorious, their rule is tenuous because the society they produce is fluid.But when the producers are defeated, the sorcerers’ rule is solidified for centuries over a static and ossified society where all productive endeavor is harnessed for the pleasures and amusements of the omnipotent and divine Philosopher Kings.

As hyperinflation closes off all pathways to a reversion back to the mean that doesn’t exist in reality, the post-collapse battle devolves into a spiritual war to determine whether or not the emergent society is or is not placed under a new spell that carries with it a new form of fiat money. Fiat money in any new shape or novel form by default condemns the productive class to continued enslavement and again places a conjuring class as the new society’s primary beneficiary. Fiat money of any type in an emergent society preserves the societal inversion driving the western world to the point it finds itself today. Producing is hard and rife with risk. Conjuring is easy and bestows “wealth” and leisure with virtually no risk. Fiat money inverts the natural risk to reward payout structure and with that inversion the “spirit” of western society is upended. And this inversion makes western society susceptible to any and all new forms of wizardry. So the fight during that narrow window of opportunity afforded as the hyperinflation sets in then becomes the fight where the productive class ensures that the new boss they meet is not just the same old boss in a new suit preaching new slogans.

There comes a point where there are just too many non-productive people in a society that runs on conjured fiat money. Such people have depended for too long upon the largesse and superfluity that magical money undeservingly bestows upon them. The social ledger gets imbalanced and the Pareto Principle further skewed once the real economy of useful stuff becomes one of ever-declining incentive. The evaporating rewards of production eventually produce an ever declining quantity and quality of domestic output. But declining domestic output gets back-filled - for a while - with increasing amounts of ersatz imported stuff. Ever increasing imports get bought with more and more borrowed money as inflation eats away like a colony of termites at the stagnant real wage base. And that swelling amount of borrowed money becomes nothing more than a promise to print more future money via the sacred ritual of Treasury bond issuance, ensuring inflation’s termites keep chewing away at real domestic living standards. The illusion of an “economy” works - for a while - and the largesse and superfluity keep tenuously flowing unto the conjurers, until one day no one on the other side of the magic spell wants to buy those sacred US Treasury bonds and the primary dealers wake up holding the bag they were promised by the wizards they would never be left holding.

It is at this point when the primary dealers are holding the bag when the wizards must resort to a street level three-card monte to keep the sacred illusion going and the superfluity flowing unto the non-productive. The most difficult magic there is, is that street level hustle where the mark stands before the magician closely inspecting his every move. The key to pulling off the hustle is the diversion, the magician’s ability to disrupt the mark’s concentration for that fraction of a second needed to perform the sleight-of-hand. The dupe inevitably picks the wrong card, stands there confounded, his money gone forever, and he knows damn well he has been cheated. Yet the dupe enters into the twilight zone and just stands there and does nothing about being cheated. The dupe knows there is no such thing as magic, yet there it was performed right in front of him under his keen scrutiny. So the dupe puts up a weak protest, the magician tells him that those are the rules buddy so get lost, and the dupe walks away muttering and dumbfounded and poorer. The dupe is angry not at the magician for point blank cheating him, but furious at himself for taking part in the hustle and doing nothing about the outcome he knew full well was coming. And as the dupe walks away, he convinces himself that as those really were the rules that he knew full well in advance, there really is nothing he can do about his being cheated.

Thus for the street level hustle to be effective, it must be enveloped within a clearly defined set of rules for engagement. And the bigger the magic trick, the more elaborate the diversion and Kafkaesque the rules that must be employed. It is only when the complex rules of engagement are combined with the elaborate diversion will the dupe then quietly walk away blaming himself for his loss.

But this American dependence upon conjuring demands that more and more productive mugs willingly line up in front of the hustler to have their money extracted. But as more and more money is extracted and the mugs are depleted, there are fewer and fewer productive marks remaining to queue up, and that long queue must exist to keep the hustle going and the economic illusions intact. But what producer could possibly win the never ending simultaneous battles against taxation, regulation, and inflation to remain standing and producing useful stuff in a world that provides an easier and greater bounty to those who merely conjure up a facsimile of a useful stuff? So the wizards must make more promises of future commitments to pay to fulfill the swelling burden of dreams clogging up society’s digestive system. And to fulfill those accumulating promises, the sorcerers must send out the enforcers to find and queue up the skeptical marks against their will.

It is when the marks are queued up against their will and forced to stand before the hustler when they finally realize the game is not just rigged, but has always been rigged.That realization marks the point when the mark is no longer a dupe.And when the mark is no longer the dupe, the mark starts to plot how to avoid the queue and those dreams clogging up society’s digestive system can no longer come true in a fiat money world, and the magic spell breaks when dreams no longer come true and effort must be expended to acquire the necessities of life.Financial constipation is the clinical diagnosis, and society as a whole must be treated with a certain type of enema by a special kind of doctor to keep the magic spell going, the illusion of a real economy intact, and the Philosopher Kings marching towards their End of History aspirations.

And the first group for whom the spell breaks is what remains of the productive class. Like a mule in its final hours of being worked to death by a depraved farmer, the mule suddenly lays down in the field and refuses to budge. It has reserved a final act of defiance for this moment and is resolved to savor its remaining hours in respite as death approaches. No amount of beating can raise the mule at this point, and the ripe crops are left to rot in the sun never to be enjoyed by the leisured and cultured magicians in the far away city. The widening gyre of society’s undifferentiated useless inputs and its specific useful outputs is where the falconer loses his falcon and things fall apart. The producers begin to slow down until the center cannot hold. And when the center cannot hold, the producers stop producing as the money keeps printing and the hyperinflation sets in.

As the fires of hyperinflation burn bright, the productive class are tempted to cry out in unison for deflation to save them. But the truth is that deflation is merely negative inflation. The wizard’s trick here is to conjure up instantaneous deflation from an all-encompassing asset price crash from which there is no escape other than the selling that perpetuates the crash further and transforms salvation into crisis. Deflation is not a savior, it is a weapon wielded to crush the mortgage holding productive class, reduce their ranks using foreclosure, and draw them under the financial control of the Nexus. This is what happened during the Great Depression when millions of “poor” yet self-sufficient farmers were forced off their lands, into the military, and when WWII was over into the industrial cities to flood the labor markets. And when they abandoned their farms en masse, it consolidated their lands on the cheap for the nascent agribusiness branch of a proto-Nexus into another control structure over a post-WWII people who could for the most part no longer feed themselves because they were too busy now working in factories.

Occasional bouts of deflation are a trick to not only keep the inflation generating mechanism in place, but to transfer what real material gains the productive class have made into the hands of the Nexus. Deflation is like the trickster god of old who waits patiently for the farmer to sow and reap his crop only to steal it in the end once it has been harvested. Only those productive people who have accumulated no debt stand any chance of surviving instantaneous deflation as their product prices crash but the mortgage payment remains unchanged. The poor are crushed utterly as the menial and itinerant jobs in which they are employed vanish. And the dependent class swells, ready to join the angry mobs in the streets of a functioning “democracy” to demand even more wealth transfer from the productive class.

Many hold the idealized Hope that deflation is an emancipator, but were that true it only frees those held in bondage by inflation into the same mechanism that then enslaves them by other means. “Freedom” becomes a matter of relative degrees and is not absolute since each newly “free” man, who once had everything provided him by his former Master, now must face inflation, taxation, and regulation all by himself as he attempts to produce in a rigged “Free Market”. Manumission via deflation exchanges one set of chains for another and the only difference in those new chains is that the elaborate magic spell of “democracy” comes as a standard fashion accessory. Deflation is that Richter Experiment where man believes he is “free” from inflation, but he is merely given a reprieve as the underlying mechanism that creates inflation remains intact, allowing time for the wizards to rebuild inflation’s engine to begin its magical workings anew.

It is because of this reprieve that man does not rebel during deflation to overthrow the system of inflation creation that enslaves him. He wants to believe he has been “freed” by Providence, gives thanks to his God, his heart swollen with hope for an auspicious future. But such a man cannot see through his enveloping fog of Hope to discover that the underlying inflation mechanism still remains operational. He cannot see through all the “democracy” that he is truly impotent to wield that “people power” to extend his reprieve because he is outnumbered by a dependent class that is incapable of heeding either logic or reason. He will never realize that he still serves the means to his eventual re-enslavement as he turns on the Six O’clock Evening News for answers to why inflation has returned and is told by the talking head that it is due to complex “market forces”. And once again he and his consumption get blamed for inflation, and again he swallows the blame and again he will never discover that the harder he works and the more he produces, the faster the inflation re-enslavement cycle repeats while all the while telling himself he is a “free” man because he lives in a “democracy”.

Deflation is not the Philosopher Kings’ preferred outcome as it derails their march towards the End of History. But deflation may be a necessary course of action in the long run if a true crisis of control emerges on those rare occasions where “democracy” actually works as advertised. In such instances the Philosopher Kings must deploy instantaneous deflation to retain their power over the inflation generating mechanism. Deflation does indeed destroy the rich and the Nexus gets weakened as asset prices crumble, the margin calls pour in, and the multiple re-hypothecations of everything are exposed. But that which gets destroyed is immaterial collateral damage and necessary if a new crop of believers are to emerge from deflation even more zealous and committed to conjuring up reflation. The magic spell of inflation simply retreats and is recast in the form of a deflation that is a great gift to the people vouchsafed by the benevolent and charitable Philosopher Kings. And this “great gift” then blinds the people - for a while - with Hope, as their home prices reflate, cheap material goods abound, and frivolous amusements return. So while the people are diverted, the Philosopher Kings gather up the fallen pieces of the Nexus – whose legal framework remains fully intact and connected - to renew their march towards the End of History via the means of ad infinitum debt issuance and Endless War.

But hyperinflation – that is the progenitor of true revolution and the point where “democracy” gets administered at the end of the barrel of a gun. Hyperinflation provides that life or death impetus for the productive class to finally down tools, retake its sovereignty by force, destroy the inflation creating mechanism, and reclaim possession over the fruits of its labor. That is why the End of History must destroy the productive class – to prevent this very moment of true democracy from ever materializing. That is why the End of History must be achieved before the hyperinflation sets in and the magic spells evaporate. That is why the Endless War will eventually wash ashore onto the United States of America because The Economic Science™ will ultimately fail to quell this hyperinflation.

It is only when hyperinflation finally prices the productive class out of producing by eliminating the profits required to sustain production will the productive class turn to producing revolution. Because by their nature, the productive class must produce something, and hyperinflation finally breaks the magic spells enveloping them. It is here where in their frantic search to keep their concerns going that they finally discover the true origins of their enslavement. It is at this point that they come to realize that their financial demise masquerades as sacred words like “democracy” and “free enterprise”. Hyperinflation exposes the lies of The Economic Science™ at that very point where no one has any money except the super-rich with their celebrity friends on their super-yachts splashed all over the ubiquitous and tone deaf tabloids. It is at that point in the supermarket checkout line where it all sinks in and the hyperinflation bullet hits the bone. It is in those supermarket checkout lines where everyone loses Hope but still has plenty of ammunition and the means to use it. It is at those supermarket checkout lines where an individual resolves to go looking for those responsible for his pending and inevitable financial collapse. And when hyperinflation creates lots of these individuals with no money and no Hope but with plenty of ammunition and the means to use it, these individuals will naturally begin to join together in their common hunt for the perpetrators.

And it can all be pushed instantaneously into deflation by the magical manipulation of the SOFR failsafe.

But “sovereignty” after deflation under the umbrella of a modern bureaucratic nation state always ends with the incremental re-enslavement of the productive class through inflation, taxation, and regulation. “Democracy” simply fills up the halls of government with conjurers who promise wealth transfer to the poor and unproductive but are really in service to the Philosopher Kings and debt creation ad infinitum. Enslavement is gradually and imperceptibly accomplished with a series of spells to build up an implacable Crushing Democracy whose mission is to muster society’s non-productive members into a Tyranny of the 51% directed squarely against the ranks of the productive class.

The lynchpin of this democratic tyranny infesting America is driven by that social segment which neither produces nor conjures, but exists as an insatiate voting block that is enabled to consume only through the largesse and superfluity extracted from the productive class. And this generationally non-productive and permanently ineducable segment of society has muddled dreams and unrealistic expectations that must be fulfilled to keep their forever disgruntled voting block satiated and the magic spell of “democracy” working. This tyranny can thus be labeled with the sacred word “egalitarian” when its sum meets the requisite 51%. This coalition encompasses the spectrum from those who do absolutely no work and produce entirely nothing of real value, to those who work very hard at conjuring up many things of absolutely no real value. The only criterion to membership is that one produce absolutely nothing of real value to society but yet systemically manages to exist off that segment of society that creates real value. Thus both the multimillionaire CEO of a highly leveraged hedge fund and the urban street gang member just released from another prison stint join together in “democracy” and form an invisible alliance aimed at sucking the economic lifeblood out of the productive class as the End of History nears.

But this Tyranny of the 51% is of paramount value to the Philosopher Kings. It provides the motivation and reward mechanisms needed to get the Nexus to prosecute the End of History project. So long as the spell of “democracy” holds, the enslavement of the productive class is achieved to the ends of the End of History. The productive class under this spell is put to work in order to eventually destroy itself. And should the productive class get uppity, they are easily destroyed by spiking the SOFR and initiating instantaneous deflation in a world of producers swimming in debt. The entire framework of the modern corporate nation state is constructed to facilitate this benefit transfer process from productive labor to the Nexus so that the Nexus can then distribute these benefits and maintain the Crushing Democracy that imposes the Tyranny of the 51% within an inescapable cycle that can only be broken by a true revolution that overthrows the inflation generating mechanism and the benefit transfer it enables.

It is a mighty and expansive task to hide this monumental benefit theft from the productive class. It requires an army of media magicians, academic wizards, and political witches to keep this propaganda mill running and the Tyranny of the 51% a going concern. It requires a constant stream of mental imagery, emotive force, subconsciously implanted moral checks, and a bounty of illusive dream weaving to accomplish a society’s inversion of benefit. Because where the history of emancipation begins as a struggle between a productive people against an outward force vying for control over this benefit distribution, it ultimately ends when the success of that struggle sows the seeds of its own destruction, and a lazy and expectant society arises which begins to feed off itself, culminating in a final inward struggle for control over this same benefit distribution. When this inward struggle begins, the revolution has already begun. It is merely unseen and unfelt because it takes place under a spell where there is no perceptible strife and all the losses are incremental and bloodless. Thus the act of the productive class reclaiming the benefits of their labor by force is not revolutionary, but is in fact a counter-revolution against those forces fighting to destroy it and usher forth the End of History.

So the circle of modern history begins with the revolutions fought to establish enlightened Republics, but ends with the counter-revolutionary civil wars fought to overthrow illuminated democratic tyrannies and their privately owned central banks. It is difficult to comprehend this through the magic spells of patriotism because this wide circle of history has yet to close. And the truest counter-revolutionary civil war is the fight that disincorporates the modern nation state and abolishes the legal framework from which democratic tyranny arises. It is only through this disincorporation can the Nexus motivation and reward structure be dismantled, the Philosopher Kings’ levers of power rendered impotent, and the major players collected up and marched not towards the End of History, but towards the gallows to effect the end of their history.

Sovereignty within the corporate nation-state framework can never be reclaimed through the futile pomp and preposterous ceremony of a Crushing Democracy.It cannot be reclaimed through yet another round of pointless entreaty that only culminates in some modest reprieve of minor importance.Sovereignty can only be reclaimed through the directed application of raw and unmitigated violence upon the Philosopher Kings. The producers are still many, the Philosopher Kings are few, and the Nexus can always be turned for a price and put to work in a new career path.True counter-revolution only happens when the inflation generating mechanism is seized and every part of it is systematically dismantled and its schematics destroyed forever.

But what is sovereignty other than a claim to rights backed by force? The corporate state has no qualm exerting force as it exercises its claims to taxation, labor benefit transfer, patriotic obeisance, acquiescence to bad policy, and submission to contradictory and unnatural laws. The corporate state hides this brutality when it exercises its claims by conjuring up a magical sacrosanctity of the totality of its “laws”, most of which are designed to benefit a very few at the expense of the many. The injustice of the unnatural “laws” hides within the justice of the natural laws, and the totality becomes accepted as hallowed by the heavily indoctrinated and distracted people. The trick here becomes to couch this brutality of claims contained within the totality of “laws” as a sacred duty of enforcement “for the greater good”. Both justice and injustice alike become revered, both are mixed together and served to a people whose five senses are working overtime and cannot taste the difference between the lemon and the lime, and the highest natural laws of which there are few become subsumed to the unjust “laws” of the corporate state for which there are many. Thus the more numerous are the “laws”, the more corrupt is the corporate state. And the more corrupt the corporate state is, the more expansive are its claims over the people trapped within its framework.

And why should a sovereign corporate state with its Nexus of expanding power cede any claim of right when there is no serious threat of force wielded by the people trapped within? All state acquiescence “to the people” becomes mere televised spectacle to calm their petty indignations as they sit and watch while some trifling privilege gets vouchsafed to some perennially aggrieved group with great pomp and fanfare broadcast over the Six O’clock Evening News. So long as the people revere the totality of laws and possess the psychological block that prevents them from committing the “sin” of breaking these “laws”, they shall remain oppressed by the endless series of claims demanded upon them by the corporate state. So long as the people are indoctrinated with an unthinking and unshakeable patriotism and an inherent drive to obey all authority wearing a uniform, they can never escape the corporate plantation. They remain forever entrapped within the Byzantine and expensive and time consuming rules of engagement for redress of grievances, rules set forth by the corporate state itself designed to compel the aggrieved to give up and quit the quest before it ever begins.

And once “democracy” is captured, those who vote decide nothing and all significant claims for the redress of grievances in the absence of force are futile endeavors. So the productive class acquiesces, and the rules of engagement under “democracy” transform into a jostling between groups for minor privileges vouchsafed them by the corporate state. “Politics” becomes the struggle for labor benefit transfer, with the corporate state granting and withholding these transfers, forever shielding the Philosopher Kings from discovery. Thus the swirl and churn and to and fro of daily “politics” in a captured “democracy” becomes more and more driven by the petty grievances of a swing block consisting of the growing dependent class, and regardless of the detrimental outcomes of policy and Endless War upon the nation as a whole, the march towards the End of History proceeds unabated.

This is how the productive class found itself at the cusp of the greatest show on earth. Beaten back by force when they exhibited the slightest hint of disobedience. Beaten about by the never ending claims of the corporate state upon their labors. Beaten down to submit to the rigged outcomes of a preposterous “democracy”. And drowning in an ocean of mindless patriotism gulped down as they sit before the Six O’clock Evening News trying yet again to figure out how to keep treading water and keep their productive concerns afloat. Crushing Democracy has rendered them impotent to act within the rules of engagement no matter how just their grievances and requests for redress are.

So what other choice was the productive class left with at this point, working for freaks in the rigged game, to secure their emancipation from the corporate state other than by force? The Philosopher Kings knew the productive class had reached this inflection, emboldened by the blusterings of the Orange Ringmaster and his calls to Make America Great Again. So what the Philosopher Kings needed at this point was a great diversion not seen outside of a world war and a great destruction of consumption not seen outside of a great depression. What the Philosopher Kings needed to deal with the hyperinflation following all that REPO money conjuring was an admixture of both world war and great depression without having to resort to either. The Philosopher Kings needed a great 5^th generation war fought unseen on Homeland soil aimed directly at their productive class enemies because they knew that although the productive class had had enough of working for a freak in the rigged game, they would however mostly submit and down tools for a freakish virus released upon them if enough fear and panic could be generated to blunt the inherent forces of logic and reason. And when everyone stopped working all at once, the productive herd could then be thinned through bankruptcy and demoralization and “vaccines” to the point where a counter-revolution could never gain traction because there would be nothing left for them to counter-revolutionize on behalf of.

So The Economic Science™ called up a special type of plumber for a special kind of mission.