Something Wicked This Way Comes...

I have a low opinion of my fellow humans. That’s not news. But as pessimistic and cynical as I am, apparently I’m still too optimistic.

This has been proven by the mainstream media and the general public’s reaction to the facts that have come out showing the vaccines to be useless in preventing transmission (recall the lies about “do it for grandma”), and useless for protection (the serious morbidity and fatality rates are higher for the vaccinated than the unvaxxed in all the most vaccinated nations). Further, they are proving to be deadly for the young and healthy, and disastrously damaging for pregnant women (I’m no biologist, but I’m assuming only women are among the damaged pregnant), causing overwhelming miscarriages.

You would assume given all this, and the clear evidence that the drug companies and the government and all the public health agencies lied about 100% of it, that those who got the shots would be in a state of shock, furious, and demanding justice.

But no. Most are simply pretending none of the data exists. They are simply tuning out any and all information that shows they made the worst mistake of their now shortened lives, and aren’t holding any of the mass murdering criminals who are responsible accountable. They’re engaging in the sort of magical thinking I witnessed in my friends who were heavy smokers, when confronted with lung cancer and emphysema stats: they simply don’t want to know.

They are seeing radically higher all-cause mortality among their ranks, and shrugging as though it was all unavoidable, that life is filled with risk, and outcomes are unknowable, and thus nobody is at fault - assuming they’re willing to acknowledge what a disaster the entire vaccine-that-isn’t-a-vaccine mass experiment has turned out to be. Most won’t even confront this scary truth, much less demand the heads of the criminals, because it makes them uncomfortable. They don’t like discomfort, even as their immune systems crater and benign pathogens now pose an existential threat. They prefer to pretend that facts and data are subject to interpretation through the filter of their feelings, and like “manifestation” or belief in fairies, those emotions will be protective in the real world.

In other words, they seem perfectly willing to allow it to happen again, because they refuse to acknowledge they got suckered into the worst mistake of their life the first time. And because they dislike uncomfortable truths, they don’t hold liars accountable for spinning self-serving yarns that destroy them. It’s all shoulder shrugs and “no one could have known” rather than “they censored the truthtellers and to this day persecute those who sound the warnings.” They are as willing to overlook their own genocide as they are to ignore the persecution of truth tellers like Julian Assange, whose only crime was exposing the US government as murderous lying war criminals. They are just fine with evil in their midst so long as they can continue to believe themselves fortunate and superior in spite of all evidence to the contrary. It is a remarkable combination of ignorance, apathy, entitlement, and hubris. It is perfectly in keeping with a population subjected to crumbling infrastructure, banana republic law enforcement and election integrity, rampant fraud in virtually every area of their lives, nosebleed health care that slowly kills them and has zero interest in their wellbeing, an authoritarian police state right out in the open that has no respect for the values of its limiting constitution much less the letter of its restrictions, a government that is in reality a transnational criminal syndicate that confiscates most of their prosperity to fund its endless wars and mass murder abroad…and on and on and on.

The people largely just don’t want to know. They’re fine with the hammer to the skull that shuts off the lights, so long as they can pretend to not see it coming - or who is wielding it.

There’s a saying, that “society is only three meals away from revolution.” I fear that Americans and Europeans are going to get a very harsh lesson on just how close to the precipice they live when the financial system goes over the cliff, and it becomes obvious that the worthless pieces of paper they’ve exchanged their goods and services for, traded the only lives they get for, are in fact not worth the ink used to print their denominations. Most live in a fantasy world where gas and electricity and water magically come to their abode, where their obscenely consumptive conveyances always have more go-juice available, where the rest of the world is endlessly eager to sell them anything they want in exchange for their moneychangers’ valueless script. When they learn that too is a lie, and that they don’t possess even rudimentary skills that deliver tangible value anyone would trade items of actual worth for, and that there are no guarantees of anything but wolves at the door and predators circling within and without, all hell is going to break loose. Unlike during the Great Depression, when much of the country actually knew what hard labor and self-sufficiency looked like, the first world is now composed of fat, spoiled, adult children who expect their parent/government/anyone in a suit or with a badge to solve their problems for them, and keep them safe.

It won’t be pretty when that illusion, like so many others, implodes, likely with a false flag cyber-attack or nuke exchange to kick it off, and they discover that not much has changed since the barbarian hordes swarmed over the hills a thousand years ago, the steel of their swords blinding in the unforgiving sun, their victims wholly expendable, the masses’ belief of their own importance notwithstanding. Reality is a brick to the face of those living in a magic pretend world, and as I watch millions cheerfully ignore their own targeting for extinction, it becomes obvious that the seductiveness of that artificial construct is greater than even the will to survive.

Depressing, but true.