The Elites Want Universal Basic Fascism: Reject Their Science Fiction
Oops! Wrong again. The Karmic wheel is turning and the devotees of Net Zero know it. When they admit (as they just have) that 4 out of 10 people don't buy the climate hoax, they already know the reality is 7 out of 10. At some point quite soon, significant numbers of innocent people crippled by engineered poverty, unemployment and debt will turn their righteous anger upon the increasingly deranged footsoldiers of the Climate Cult. The consequences will, I predict, be nasty, extreme, physical and long-lasting. It's coming, and soon.
The climateers have had a good run but -as with other allegedly 'enviromental' concerns- the law of diminishing returns has no mercy. Most people will sacrifice a certain minimum of convenience on the altar of "environment", but eventuallyy draw the line when when the myth is ballooned to ridiculous extremes. I observed this phenomenon first-hand, over a decade ago.
I had never seen it as a great chore to put garbage in a bag prior to collectiond and disposal. But I recall -like it was yesterday- the day in 2010 when the local council dumped four different large coloured boxes at the door of every house on the small village green where I lived, in an unwelcome display as arrogant as it was uglifying.
Instantly, the green looked like the aftermath of a car boot sale. These vulgar, garish cartons came complete with instructions about which forms of packaging, plastic, glass, paper & cardboard, food waste etc should go where, and a diary explaining which days would be blessed with a visit from one of several garbage vans that would, over a period of weeks, be collecting the pre-prepared items inhabitants had -of necessity- stripped from their groceries and consumer goods.
Being somewhat timid on the material-possession side of life, this development meant little to my own habits. I wasn't generating massive mounds of garbage and had never been prey to the home-delivery obsession to which Amazon appears to have enslaved about half the adult population of the planet earth. One large black bag a week did the business for me.
COUNTY COUNCIL RUBBISH
But some very predictable negative results were manifested almost immediately. With an average age of around 67, the grey-haired occupants of the Green were now pitched into a maelstrom of confusion between the purposes of the receptacles and the unfathomable nature of the truck scheduling arranged for their collection. As a consequence, hardly a day went by without someone parking a box or two at their gate in error, having misinterpreted the interface between recycling, disposal and the collectivity calendar -which was, of course, a matrix of near-astrological complexity.
Rural humans being inclined towards herd behaviour, if just one misguided soul stuck out the green garden-waste box by mistake, four neighbours would immediately do likewise, while sceptics watched -nervously- from behind their net curtains. In-depth debates were held behind closed doors. "Doris at number three has lost the plot - it's not glass till Thursday week!" "Are you sure, Granville? I thought Thursday was kitchen waste." "Look -Granville's putting his black bags out. Is today the second Monday of the month? " ...and so on.
Meanwhile, foxes, badgers, rats and all their nocturnal chums who lived by the Green began spending the hours of darkness rummaging in the never-ending, ever-changing displays of brightly-coloured garbage now parked at our gates every night. Soon entire hedgerows were bedecked with styrofoam cups commemorating Miriam Chipperfield's Saturday trip to Hereford market and Mr Davies would wake to find his acacia-trimmings ripped from their bag and flung by frustrated weasels onto next-door's greenhouse. Naked chicken bones lined the garden paths, and boxes bearing the words Mr Kipling danced in the breeze beneath the telegraph pole on a bed of frozen tea-bags..
Here was the whirlwind reaped by the council's smart-garbage scheming. As with the private-jet club fingerpointing at once-a-year holidaymakers, the distribution of both virtue and guilt was problematic. For example, it's far from impossible -although sometimes a little more expensive- to buy food in minimal packaging.
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On the other hand, the supermarket chains fill staggering volumes of space to accomodate tons of grotequely unnecessary packaging employed by manufacturerers to play mind-games with tired, brainwashed consumers. Nobody ever went to Tesco and demanded that steak be sealed in a permaform vaccum-plasti-pak. By the same token, most KFC customers are buying the box, -which is branded on their brains- not the contents, which are branded on their bowels.
When it emerged -seven years later- that my local council was actually sending 100% of our painstakingly separated garbage straight to landfill, things got rather personal quite fast for the porky Welsh freemasons responsible. Manure was thrown, garbage deposited in council premises etc. Elected officials lost their cushy jobs and became local pariahs. It was great fun.
However, the backlash in store when the wheels finally come off the Climate clown-car will run to considerably more extreme forms of revenge. After all, pointlessly sorting garbage is a hassle, but not a life-changer. On the other hand, when they start taking away your stove, your boiler, your car, price you out of travelling and destroy your small business because "climate catastrophe" you had better be able prove there is one -because bankrupt, ruined people have a habit of hitting back at those who wrecked their lives.
The public has much more power than is generally recognised, as we can see from the evolution of the (State-sponsored) protests which operate under names like Extinction Rebellion. Cast your mind back to October 2019, and you will see a classic example of people-power from the all-but-forgotten pre-Covid world. In a post titled [WORKFORCE OR THE WOKEFORCE] we covered the events that unfolded when a couple of nimble XR activists brought a London underground line to a halt by climbing on top of a carriage in Canning Town tube station during the morning rush-hour.
Long story short, angry commuters pulled these morons down to the platform and beat them up. No skulls were cracked or bones broken, but they were, shall we say, taught a lesson. Three years have passed since then, and XR and their ilk have stayed well clear of tube stations. Instead, their efforts were shifted to the relative safety of the art world -to museums and galleries where the assembled public are far less combative and generally not inclined to set about them physically.
Whatever delusions they may have about their idiotic agenda, these protestors are neither brave nor dedicated people. They are idle, purposeless cowards who mask their ideological confusion with incoherent doom-prophecies selected from the UN / WEF propaganda fed to us daily as 'news'. Recent attempts to 'blockade' motorways once again led to the unwanted but inevitable counter-reaction. Unimpressed by the infantile non-efforts of Britain's cartoon-police, members of the public took matters into their own hands and began dragging the Eco-twats off the road in the manner appropriate to sacks of unwanted garbage.
These localised stand-offs may seem like small fry in the larger scheme of things; the billionaires pushing Net Zero cannot be so easily removed from our midst -an unfortunate truth we must confront. Yet the underlying principle remains. When state policy forces unavoidable personal suffering, the worm eventually turns.
The excesses of the Covid scam -mandates, masks, lockdowns- were not abandoned as a consequence of one large, organised display of public dissent. It was an accumulation of difficulties that forced various government regimes into backing down. The Convoy in Canada, the anti-lockdown rebellions in Florida and Texas, the massed protests in London, gradually forced the enforcers into a stark choice between admitting defeat or waging all-out war on their own populations.
In this context the crucial lesson for us to learn is that freedom itself is victory. Tempting as it is to view the Reset gang as one great, united blob of global power that can be identified and dismantled, the reality is more complex, but every bit as opposable. Net Zero, The Great Reset, the Bio-Sexurity State; the One World Government; all are facets of the same anti-human urge, all are legitimate targets for our dissent. But they are not -thank heavens- a monolithic crew of highly-focussed power-brokers acting in concert. There is no "one-world-army" being drilled to enslave the globe - yet.
Psychopaths are, by definition, driven by ego-centred forces beyond their own control. The monomaniacal streak from which they draw strength is also the seam of weakness that will -under pressure- break them apart from themselves and each other. History, as always, tells the tale. In their parallel lust for mass-control, Stalin and Hitler would tear half the world to pieces, yet could not sustain even the illusion of an alliance beyond eighteen short months.
As I write these words, various architects of the Covid nightmare are once again manoeuvering for their next stab at societal domination. Bill Gates has his World Health Organisation firmly on a leash and -partnering with the WEF and John Hopkins University- has been busy staging yet another "pandemic exercise" that ominously mirrors the practice-run for Covid (Event 201) which he organised in 2019. [CLICK HERE for our coverage of Event 201].
THE NEXT PLANDEMIC?
On October 18th 2019, a "pandemic exercise" called Event 201 was held at John Hopkins University, simulating a coronavirus outbreak that would rapidly spread across the world. Six months later the entire civilised world was in a "coronavirus lockdown". [Click Here to see the Event 201 website]
Seven weeks ago, On October 23rd, 2022, a "pandemic exercise" called Catastrophic Contagion was held at John Hopkins University, simulating a global respiratory virus outbreak named "Enterovirus" that disproprtionately affects children. [Click Here to see the Catastrophic Contagion website]
These are, I'm afraid, not difficult dots to join. History repeats; criminals return to the scene of the crime; the slaves of greed want another bite at the cake.
Yet the Global Plague hoax cannot possibly carry the same weight when deployed twice in a row. The tatters of the last fairy-tale are still fluttering in the wind. By the same token, the Climate Crisis hoax is still limping from COP to COP but increasingly few are actually listening. Scientists are no longer viewed as infallible super-human geniuses; far from it.
And crucially, as I observed last week, the newspapers and television stations more and more resemble parish magazines for relatively small groups of blind-believers. They huff and puff in vain to sustain the illusion of a "common world view" that simply does not exist among an info-sceptic public.
Fortunately for us, the only view the corporate globalists truly hold in common is a desire for what we might call Universal Basic Fascism: a total control society in which the masses are caged like pets, by any means possible. Achieving this remains, however, an unsoluble problem.
The elites, in their various clubs and covens, have a dozen different competing schemes for our enslavement. We, on the other hand, have only one goal: to not lose the fight. In that simple truth is our strength. The battle for freedom is the only one that matters and in a sense can never be won,
only lost. To struggle is to win; freedom itself is victory.We must reject their science-fiction by sheer force of will, because we always have -and we are still free.
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