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 I feel quite sure there exist people who, even now, if they decided they wanted Trump to be reinaugurated, could make it happen without much trouble.  Few phones calls, to a few key State and national politicians, and a few journalists and POOF Bob’s your uncle.  That is the sort of world we live in.  It is curated according to the objectives and ideals of people who live in as many $25 million estates as they want.

There are people who could wake up one morning and decide they want to own an island in each of the Seven Seas, even if they can’t name them.  They make a phone call to their guy or gal, and a week later it is done.  They could even pay a cook $150,000 a year or more simply to hang out in the event they show up.  They could put a household staff in there they pay cumulatively $10 million a year, and never visit once.  They may forget the next week they even did that.

These people, I am quite sure, run this and most other countries.  They use the rhetoric of freedom when it suits them, and the rhetoric of Communism when it suits them.  They had their claws in the Soviet Union, and most likely even now own Cuba and Venezuela.  There are people Maduro can’t afford to piss off in any way, and he knows it.

And I was working today in a place which feels tainted with wealth.  It is most likely a small project of a very, very wealthy person, who has made it nice since they visit once in a while.

And I was asking myself: what sorts of purposes animate people like that?  What I FEEL is that they need something powerful and external to give them a sense of meaning.  It has to be something that changes them, that alters them, that acts on them.  Drugs and sex are the obvious candidates, but what I feel is that cruelty–the pure abuse of power for its own sake, of the sort Sade advocated–must come to the fore for many of them.  It is a drug like no other.  

And it is a drug that grows in you, washes over you like a wave, and leaves you weaker, more spent, and blacker.  But if you keep taking hits, it doesn’t matter to you.  And like any drug, surely the dose has to grow stronger with time.

Your money buys your habit, and it also protects your habit.  You can buy everyone around you, and in a great many cases, get law enforcement and politicians, over some period of time, to join you.

If you can have anything, you only want those things that breed those powerful, all encompassing feelings.  Regular sex will not do.  Good food will not do.  Not for many of these people.

I will share something I have kept to myself for some years now, and will even now share only the broadest outlines.

Some years ago, I was doing a personal growth retreat somewhere, and one of our assignments was listing out destructive patterns in our lives.  I happened to look at a guy behind me–I don’t remember why–and if I read his note right it was “pimping children”.  Now, he was someone in a position to do that.  He was writing all this calmly, and I could feel he was dissociating.  I do it too, and know what it looks like and how it “feels”.  You just check out.

I found out later that he was connected to some very, very powerful people, names you would know.  My experiences with him were that he was kind, and that he was a decent person.  And I feel that for the most part he was.

But I think he was raped as a child.  He never said it.  He somewhat implied it, but it was unclear.  That is 100% what I felt, though, and I am pretty good at that sort of thing.  

With that sort of thing in your past, you have multiple personalities.  And the nice personality would have been quite able to coexist with the one which disappeared and did that sort of thing.  There are countless cases of Dissociative Identity Disorder that are subclinical in most contexts.  I suspect many pedophiles are like this.

And of course I thought about saying something, to him or to the police.  But what would he have said?  This was all supposed to be private and he could easily have denied it.  No good would have been served.  He was there to help deal with his “issues”, and me ambushing him would have changed nothing.  And what would the police do?  I had no names or dates or specifics. And more importantly, I had every reason in the world to suspect that the people involved would have long ago made sure the police in the relevant jurisdictions were on their side.  I would be naked in the face of powerful attorneys, on hostile ground, facing essentially infinite wealth, with no one behind or beside me, in defense of I knew not who.  No names.  No faces.  I am reckless, but not that reckless.  So I have said nothing until now.  That was about ten years ago.

And I mention this since these people–the ones he did the pimping for–are the ones who planned the COVID outbreak, in my view.  They planned the masks as a method of social control.  It may well be true that the virus was supposed to be released in October or November, and WAS–my youngest claims to have had it last November–but it never took.  So they released it in China again, made sure the Chinese enacted a response that could be copied, and then they made sure their people led the policies here.  Fauci, obviously, is one of their guys.

This whole thing–perhaps a hundred thousand excess dead in the United States alone–was to kneecap Trump in a variety of ways, most notably by making election fraud easier, but also by ruining the economy and creating a talking point that he had not “done enough”.  It also allowed Biden to minimize his foot in mouth time.

These people are real.  They exist, in my view.  I met, not one of them, but one who interacted with them.

Lin Wood recently said that Trump should declare martial law and a new election if he can’t get justice in regard to the election.  Without expressing my support for that idea, I will say it would not unduly bother me.

Here is the thing: we are on a path where the lines get moved in closer, month by month, year by year. If Trump can’t get justice, we have no guardians.  The Constitution, practically, means nothing.  No one is protecting us, or at least no one with power, integrity, and courage.

The FBI is gone.  The CIA is gone.  The DoJ is gone.  The State Department seems to be gone.  The list could be expanded to include nearly all Federal agencies, and that is before we start with corrupt STATE agencies and CITY agencies.

If there is no bang at some point–if the issue is not forced, one way or another–then our future is the frog in the boiling water.  

That is my honest view, for what it is worth.