I Read Tom Bower’s take-down of Meghan Markle so You Don’t Have To
Never Go Against The Palace. No one Wins. Not once. Ever.
ust how badly has Meghan Markle blotted her copy book? Welp, her approval rating in the country of which she is a Duchess, is 9%. That is the worst I’ve seen, and I spent years as a royal reporter, so in spite of myself, I keep track.
How much do her in-laws like her? Well, their birthday wishes this week accompanied the photo of her frozen smile while being booed by the crowd as she left St Paul’s during the Platinum celebration. After which she and Harry refused to go to the next engagement, leaving a roomful of grandees bereft, and sulked their way back to Windsor to their cottage under Heathrow’s flight path. After which they were disinvited to everything. No one visited them except hairdressers and stylists. They left early. Harry was photographed looking grumpy. Way to fit in, guys
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This is not a happy man.
Bowers book is filled with similar incidents during which the Duchess feels she is not being given the right level of adoration, throws a wobbly and goes Joan Crawford on whoever is within reach. There were a lot of people willing to talk to Bower about the feelings she elicited from her inferiors, and we are all, it turns out, her inferiors. Apparently on tour, every night, she and Harry sat in bed and went through their negative comments and plotted revenge.
Shades of Hillary Clinton.
I read all their damned biographies, because I had to, and Bower’s is no different in that each of these hapless individuals, born or married into extreme privilege, at some juncture, turn into egomaniacal monsters laying waste to everything around them, have a revelation or 12 and figure out how to manage unearned glory and build a happy life. Most come through – Diana didn’t – she lived and died by the press, who killed her. She should have moved to the country and put on 20 pounds like the estimable Viscountess Wessex, who is an absolute Pillar of Virtue, the Queen’s Right Hand. And who is, while attractive, no pinup, no “star” like Meghan. Andrew may not, his sexuality inflamed by women on the hunt, his massive ego and little brain, turned him into a pedo. He didn’t have an epiphany, he’s so tone deaf he still thinks he’s viable.
Charles finally figured out that working 16 hour days would save his ridiculous self and he has built a charitable empire of serious note. It is impressive what he has been able to do, given his massive sense of entitlement. Tight-lipped William married the most well-balanced woman in Christendom, and has picked up the reins of the Firm, modelling himself on his grandfather. William will reign with a fist of steel. And he will bring the institution through. His son George looks like a man of reason already.
But Meghan. She thought she deserved it. How is that even possible? I can tell you that if I was engaged to Prince Harry, I’d be the best behaved fiancee in history, and I am not a well-behaved individual. I’d be so intimidated, I would anxiously conform. I would display frugality and modesty. Out of sheer terror. I would not be demanding tiaras. I would not be shooting off emails at 5 am. And I was used to the Royal Family, I went to parties where they were in attendance, private ones, my grandmother had been presented at court in the 1920’s, my handsome urbane father was chosen repeatedly to have tea with Queen Mary, representing the Canadian Army. They still intimidate the crap out of me.
Her behaviour gobsmacked me. Then, on top of that, the preaching! The admonishing, the exhorting, the assumption that she knows more than the English about their own culture. That before she came along, the British did nothing about racism, despite inviting every single race to come and live in their country, despite pouring money into the Commonwealth, despite founding basic health and educational institutions throughout one-third of the world. Where slavery was abolished two hundred years prior. A place where broken people of color from all over the world, clamour to live. She seemed oblivious to the constant insults she delivered to a nation which frankly, has been a flickering beacon of freedom – no caveats here, look at the others – in a sea of darkness that has lasted from time immemorial. And when the English protested, she and Harry shrieked racism.
Then add the extraordinary consumption of couture, millions of pounds spent at Givenchy, jet setting while preaching about climate change, millions of pounds spent on the new house, the contravention of every single convention, demonstrating zero respect, every horrifying detail piled on top of each other, any criticism coupled with shrieks of racism. Then the counter accusations of bullying and crying duchesses, movie stars attending the wedding who had never met Meghan or Harry, her exclusion of her father, her attacking of her father, the wheelchair bound sister.
It was sociopathic.
And then, there was the baby shower held at the poshest hotel in New York, in a penthouse costing $100,000 a night. The attendees were not Meghan’s friends, they were acting colleagues, stylists and promoters. Each and every one of the attendees made out like bandits as a result of their association that day with the Royal Family. The three day “shower” cost $500,000, most of it funded by Serena Williams.
Journalists and photographers, briefed by the organisers, were crammed behind specially erected crash-barriers outside the hotel. Celine Khavarani, a publicist, would use the event to promote her clients’ fashions; Jess Mulroney hoped to capitalise on her friendship to get an enhanced TV contract; and Serena Williams, who funded the party, would re-advertise her brand citing Meghan’s name.
Darcy Miller, the party planner, had prepared a vast excess of food, including four macaroon towers from Ladurée, a Parisian bakery offering the ‘elegance that Marie Antoinette would approve of’, designer biscuits, cakes, mini-meringue pies on gold-rimmed plates, and an enormous display of flowers. LESS THAN TWO HOURS LATER, the guests departed. Each guest had been promised the home delivery of an ‘Away’ suitcase. Certain she would be photographed again, Amal Clooney stepped into her car in front of the hotel. Meghan left the hotel wearing a baseball hat and clothes promoted by Celine Khavarani. The following day, Misha Nonoo appeared on NBC’s Today programme to discuss her friend Meghan’s passion for her fashion designs.
Meghan’s make-up artist Daniel Martin posted pictures of the food, rattles and bibs – and his salon’s address. Abigail Spencer promoted her new show called Rectify. Janina Gavankar blessed the publicity generated by the baby shower to be cast in a new acting role. Gayle King, after appearing on CBS to plug her intimacy with Meghan during the shower party, successfully lobbied for a new lucrative contract.
Then the dramatic flight into not one but three multi-roomed palaces on the West Coast. The big contracts with media companies, based their mental illness caused by the Royal Family. Then the Oprah interview, the threat of suicide. The big one: racism.
They have screwed up so badly all their money is being sucked out by big time PR firms and crisis managers. Their legal fees must be in the millions annually.
I don’t think there is a way back from this. I think she’s done. I don’t think the British will take them back, and they have nothing to sell but her beauty which will fade and his family. Who, cordially, loathe them. Who won’t meet with them or talk to them in case they’re being recorded.
Here’s the lesson I learned from seven years around the Royals, for some time with a social secretary hired to get me into their circles. Their lives are ones of paralyzing boredom. They spend their days in dreary grey towns meeting doughty charity men and women who do the nuts and bolts work in their towns which are often in extreme distress. They listen to ten thousand sob stories. They are asked for money every minute of every day. The best of them perform five hundred engagements a year, six hundred. Mandatory balls and receptions, hundreds a year, two or three a day. Looking forward, Meghan had forty years of engagements with decidedly unglamorous people praising her. Most of them would be white. All of them would gush. None of them would know Steven Spielberg.
Meghan is the kind of charity woman who travels with her own team of stylists and photographers. Who smiles and hugs then disappears for a photo shoot with little black children, ideally ones who look starved. Ain’t no fame to be made in a mining town in south Yorkshire, on a sheep farm in Cheshire, or endless dinners with foreigners who have no idea who you are and just want a trade deal and a hospital.
The world is moving toward the common man and woman. The good. The virtuous. The ordinary. The unglamorous. The anti-Vanity Fair. Meghan is yesterday’s expertly-styled, expensively-dressed preaching and admonishing empowered woman. And we are all, thoroughly sick of each and every one of them.
Engineered Hate: This Is How It Happened to Me
I am a living artifact from Fahrenheit 451
moved out of the cities for this principal reason: my father was dying. Once, when discussing my mother with my father, which I did rarely because he was damned scary, he said, “Your mother is my responsibility. When I die, she will go mad and then it will be yours.”
I knew if I worked in Toronto, London or New York, where I could find work relatively easily, I’d be getting a call from neighbors saying “your mother was wandering around the complex in her nightgown in the middle of the night”. And by then, it would be too late to stabilize her. I knew I could prevent it. I was good at it, I’d spent my childhood stepping in front of a gathering storm and diverting it, mostly as a kid, by falling ill. As soon as I could I left, and moved thousands of miles away, increasing the distance between us with every move, questioning myself in South Africa, the Middle East, Paris, Madrid, could I live here, could I work here? It was feverish, I knew some day, it would be over.
I did have skills. I had a numerate graduate degree taken in order to discipline a racketing mind and I had been vigorously and rigorously trained in reporting and news writing at Time Inc. What could I write, though, out here in the sticks? There were no big stories, no famous people moving the culture forward, not even silly celebrities to mock. Fish and Trees, I’d say to myself, that is your future.
I was a bit panicked, let’s put it that way.
And deep in my panic, I found friends. Good friends, who liked me, praised me, wanted to ‘help’ me. Eager to tell me about how involvement in the environmental movement would rock my world. So I said, tell me about it. Three years later I considered myself fully educated. I’d talked to hundreds of people, read all the scary literature, gone to frightening lectures, and with only a little distance, believed it all might be possible. We were in the Sixth Great Extinction. We only had Ten Years Left.
And then, being properly trained, I started to ask questions. And the moment I did, all my lovely new friends turned on me. My utility to them was that I was writing for the Globe and Mail and Harper’s. Not me. I was disposable.
I pushed. I started to talk to foresters, miners, government officials, think tank people, mayors of small towns, farmers. I grew used to people driving into my driveway and getting out of their cars brandishing books and regulations, who would then walk me though through those regulations, showing me how they were being ruined. Their small town? Ruined. Their farms? Ruined.
Not one of the country people I talked to, and I spoke to ten thousand, had anything but a restorative attitude to their resource, farm, mine or forest. Not. One. But I’d sit in a small town mayor’s office deep into Washington state, she walking me through the latest requirement from Fish and Wildlife, saying. “How can I do this?” She’d say. “I have to do this, but if I do, people will starve.”
Just as an aside, has any reporter methodically read the legislation of any act, the following on regulation, and then the rules that attach to that regulation? Has any reporter buried herself into the internal documents of an Agency or Ministry of the government and read their various policy statement, process and rules orders? Then read the senior regulation to that specific act, the regional and then the provincial regulation? And then, traced the source of that regulation, those rules?
No one reads regulation except the people who have to conform to it in order to feed themselves. After the first hundred thousand words you want to kill yourself.
It turned out I was living in a major node, the Big Cell of a thousand thousand cells, of the environmental movement. A node so powerful they had shut down the biggest industrial forest in the world, along with mining, town development, ski hills, the wild fishery and were now focused on fish farms. So I visited all these places and talked to the men and women who made our food, energy, fiber, mined the minerals we need. I went up into the bush to talk to natives who ran the fish farms. Each of whom were struggling mightily to conform and could not, the regulations were written to be pitiless. Some of them were starving and homeless, tents, trailer camps and welfare, more about to be. No one cared. The homeless in the streets? Guess where a lot of them come from.
And every time I’d write about it, all hell would break loose. Within a day, letters were being written to the local newspapers, two a week at first, then five letters a week. Then regional letters. I was called names. Whispering campaigns were started. I tried to hire a researcher. A likely candidate called me to refuse saying she was told not to, for her own social success on the island.
Teens, activated by their furious parents would wheel down my road in the middle of the night, heavy metal blaring from their CD players. Anonymous letters arrived, saying old boyfriends said I was a bitch or a liar or something preposterous. My phone became a nightmare, ringing at all hours. When I published the Harper’s piece about the island my editor told me that not in their 158 year history had letters been so vicious and hate-filled.
I picked up stalkers. Five to be precise. There is nothing more tempting to a sick mind that a pretty little face with unpopular political opinions, hunted in the press, her picture in the national newspaper once a week, who lives at the end of a dirt road. Alone.
A man drove across the country in a van, they said, to give me a piece of his mind. Twice. Twice. Someone released from a mental hospital took a bus out. Twice. The van guy would drive down my driveway at midnight, headlights glaring, then reverse top speed. I built a fence and closed the gate at night.
Death threats, thousands. One particular stalker was both rich and extra crazy. He would park outside my house in his car all day and smoke. His death threats contained sentences like “you (expletives deleted) bitch. I’ve hired men to come kill (expletives deleted) you in the middle of the night. They will arrive in a boat and disappear.” After about a thousand of these, the RCMP got involved, Crown Counsel got involved. He spent many nights in jail. Those who arrested him were sued. RCMP officers were moved off the island, and the Crown Counsel reassigned. A new Crown Counsel was specially appointed. The letters in the press continued, letters to my employers, letters to anyone who had anything to do with my life.
I was so destabilized, I was fired.
And after I was fired, I would lie on my bed in a fetal position with the whole world hating me, spending my nights assaulted with death threats. I didn’t change my phone number because everyone I knew, knew it, I reasoned as a reporter, this was how people found me, and it was important. That was so so so stupid, but I was stubborn.
I started to pray. I’d taught myself a form of Buddhist meditation and was adept enough to get to samadhi or absorption, which was the place from which all my ideas came. But it didn’t help in trouble. I began with Psalm 91, which I said so many times I can recite it, and finally I began a daily prayer practice that basically saved my ass.
It wasn’t until much later I realized I had been targeted. I was interrupting an agenda which had “more money than you can dream of behind it” as one analyst told me. I knew how they had done it. When I was 22, I dated my philosophy teacher, who was a Marxist who taught me everything about Leninism, the thinking behind it, the methodology of the Revolution. He was very black, an Indian from the untouchable caste, his parents indentured laborers in Trinidad. The Anglican church had found him and sent him to Oxford. Seeing the world through his eyes was invaluable, so was his showing me how deeply buried groups of activists were. And how much they hated. How furious and angry and malignant they were.
I was experiencing a time-worn campaign to shut down a voice that conflicted with an over-arching agenda. And in the scheme of things, I was nothing. But in fact, I was almost the only one, everyone else had been chased out. I was an easy kill, required few resources. It was personal, it was vicious beyond belief, and it had nothing to do with truth. If I had continued my work in newspapers, they would have attacked my mother and my brothers, two of the three of whom were fragile.
As of now, this has happened to hundreds of thousands of people in every sector of the economy. The chronicles of the cancelled are many and varied, and they all start with the furies, unbalanced, easily triggered and marshalled to hunt down and kill an enemy. These programs, pogroms, are meticulously planned, they analyze you, find your weakness, and attack it. In my case, it was my solitude, my income, my need to look after my family that made me an easy sacrifice.
I was such an innocent. I thought with my hard-won skills, my ability to reason, to number crunch, to apply economic theory and legit charting, and report, the truth would be valuable, useful.
Every single member of the cancelled has had their faith in the culture badly shaken. They all thought, as I did, that we were in this together, we needed the truth in order to make good decisions, decisions that would promote the good of all.
Not now. Not anymore.
The truth I found behind the fields and forests of the natural world is animating people on the streets in Europe today, the Dutch, French and German farmers. It animated the revolution in Sri Lanka.
Because what I and hundreds of others had found was censored, the destructive agenda has advanced to the point where their backs are against the wall. They don’t have a choice. They have to win. And they are in the millions.
Same with Trump’s people. They aren’t mindless fans or acolytes or sub-human fools. Their backs are against the wall. They have no choice but to fight.
But because I and the many like me, who know what happened, were shut down, disallowed from writing about it, cancelled and vilified, no one understands why this is happening in any depth. City people mock and hate rural people. My photographer colleague/best friend in New York: “racists as far as the eye can see”. My old aristocratic bf London: “Pencil neck turkey farmers”. No city person can take on board that they have allowed legislation and regulation which is destroying the rural economy because they have been brainwashed by the hysteria in the environmental movement. This destruction is not the only reason but it is the fundamental reason for our massive debts and deficits. The base of the economy has been destroyed. We have lost two decades of real growth.
And we did it via censorship.
There is a truism about revolutions in China. All of a sudden, across this great and massive country with its five thousand year culture, people put down their tools and start marching towards the capital, hundreds of millions all at once.
We are almost there. But this time it will be worldwide.
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Our Hate for Our Political Opponents Has Been Entirely Engineered
Everything sounds like a lie because it is a lie. It is all constructed, all mediated.
Big Pharma has entered its perfect storm. In order to hide the damage their drugs have caused, they have engineered one hatefest after another. Its Global PR firms Publicis and McKinsey have created the division in our culture, and set us against each other. Every time you ‘hate’ your political opponent, look at Pharma. Every time you turn away from a family member? Publicis. Every time you shout (or want to) at someone who holds different opinions? Google’s partnership with Publicis. Every time you censor? Facebook’s fact-checking operation funded by Pfizer. Vulture capitalists have destroyed journalism and eaten the ethics of the administrative state. They have captured the FDA, CDC and WHO. The paymasters are Big Pharma, and the billionaire families funding the Great Reset.
At what juncture did the WEF settle on democide as a viable business plan? People used to laugh at Davos, the sheer vanity of it, the swagger and bling and self-importance. The line-up of private jets owned by men abjuring us to live ever smaller and draw down our carbon footprint. We aren’t laughing any more. Half of us, and I suspect it is more like 2/3rds, think they do not mean us well, and because every official statement in the last two years has turned out to be a lie, many of us believe even that they have come up with a plan to draw down the population, hitting fertility by 10-15% and anticipating as many as 700 million MNRA-related deaths by 2028.
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This is the result: a world-wide walk-out scheduled for today. Every protest aggregates more people, more diversity of class and race. The opposition to the WEF’s program has brought down the Italian and Sri Lankan governments, ruined Macron’s stability, brought down Boris Johnson who lost his base when he went wobbly with climate change and lockdowns, and destabilized politics across the globe.
I think it all started in the heart of an industry that faced immolation because of its destructive practices. This is when the decision was made to divide the public and make us hate each other. From there it was just a matter of compromising the press and government. Which was easy. Both institutions are broke. Media was gutted by the internet and is perennially desperate for cash. The administrative state is running on the biggest debt and deficits in history.
Enter hate. If we are busy hating each other, no one will look for the culprits.
Here is the chronicle of harm:
1. Anti-depressants are a factor in almost every mass shooting, the evidence for which, some of which is cited below, is overwhelming. Pharma worked very hard to get Ritalin and antidepressants into teens, even to the point of hiring McKinsey to train their own extremely effective teams to go into doctor’s offices to sell the drugs. Anti-depressants, the newer sleeping pills, and the stimulants of Adderall and Ritalin are often combined by desperately depressed kids, who then add ganja and street drugs to the mix. Their brains are pliable, vulnerable, easily influenced by the dark. It is a prescription for violence.
The rise tracks the introduction of psychiatric medications into the population, reaching critical mass by 2017.
2. The epidemic of obesity can be laid at Pharma’s door. 25% of us are on psychiatric drugs at any one time, the rate increasing by 400% in recent years. People cycle off the drugs, which means likely more of us have taken these drugs than not. Even off the drugs, appetite dysregulation continues. Young women, tormented by idealized body image in high school, all too often end up on anti-depressants, the dominant side effect of which in a hormonal body is weight gain. Even the drugs which don’t cause immediate weight gain, over time, dysregulate the appetite. With some of these drugs you have to be tested for diabetes once a year. Why? Because those drugs trigger a part of your appetite that craves sugar.
3. Let’s skip over the opiate epidemic. McKinsey was caught creating the campaign to encourage doctors to over-prescribe oxycontin and oxycodone. Opiates destroyed entire families, entire townships, entire counties. Their fine was $575 million.
4. And this week, Dr. Toby Rogers accused Pharma of creating transsexuals via vaccine damage. He points out that all transsexuals are autistic and autism is caused by vaccine damage.
First of all: is Dr Toby Rogers homo or transphobic?
I spent 10 years fighting for LGBT equality as the communications director for the moderator of the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.). I edited hundreds of speeches, sermons, and articles as well as the book Jesus, the Bible, and Homosexuality that became a Christian bestseller. When we began in 2000, marriage equality was polling below 20%. Over the course of a decade we changed so many hearts and minds that the denomination revised its Constitution to allow LGBT ordination and marriage.
But then, this.
By 2012-2013 we had won across the board. Equal rights to marriage, employment, housing, and hospital visitation rights were becoming the law of the land in the U.S. and throughout the world. We had achieved bipartisan consensus even on the fiercely divided U.S. Supreme Court. We had science, logic, and reason on our side. It was settled law and settled science.
And then, somewhere around 2015, the movement went completely off the rails.
Young believes that was when Pharma realized that autism and gender fluidity were linked and caused by their vaccines, they had to find a way to hide it.
According to a study published by Nature, called “Elevated rates of autism, other neurodevelopmental and psychiatric diagnoses, and autistic traits in transgender and gender-diverse individuals”, transgenders are autistic. And autism is caused by vaccines. The evidence is clear, autism was simply not a factor before babies received 54 vaccines in their first years.
The study was large and well done. Here are its perameters: “To investigate this, we use five independently recruited cross-sectional datasets consisting of 641,860 individuals who completed information on gender, neurodevelopmental and psychiatric diagnoses including autism, and measures of traits related to autism (self-report measures of autistic traits, empathy, systemizing, and sensory sensitivity.”
A serious study therefore. Leading right to Pharma’s door.
Rogers states that transgenders are fragile people in general, and that there is no way they could create the massive campaign that makes up words that rocket into common use (cis-gender), routinely cancels people like JK Rowling and calls feminists TERFs. I have noticed myself that the trans people I’ve met are usually hyper sensitive and dealing with psychological difficulty. They are not warriors, they are searching for moments of comfort. They could not have launched the fight tearing people apart. Frankly, they are the most vulnerable people I’ve met, and I have spent time with torture victims. What they need from us is love, acceptance and care.
The largest indigenous trans advocacy groups in the country have less than $100K US in annual revenue. Getting stories on the front page of the NY times or front and center on a news broadcast is completely beyond them. Creating sticky slogans and acronyms like TERF is beyond them.
Instead, the real trans campaign spends an estimated $425 million a year and is funded by the usual suspects: Jon Stryker through his Arcus Foundation, the Pritzkers, Drummond Pike and Tides. George Soros. Bill Gates.
“LGBTQ+ is a protected class for discrimination purposes—is working closely with the techno-medical complex, big banks, international law firms, pharma giants, and corporate power to solidify the idea that humans are not a sexually dimorphic species—which contradicts reality and the fundamental premises not only of “traditional” religions but of the gay and lesbian civil rights movements and much of the feminist movement, for which sexual dimorphism and resulting gender differences are foundational premises.” Tablet Magazine,
LGBTQ, therefore, is the perfect vehicle to tear apart the culture. It sets gays against each other, destroys the advances of women in sport, sets feminism back a century, insults the intelligence of every man or woman alive, and compromises real fights for equality. The most vulnerable among us are used as weapons to tear our culture to shreds, by the wealthiest men and women who ever lived, who moreover, created sexual dysmorphics for profit. That’s how repellent this game has become.
Dr. Toby: Somehow, the trans movement, right out of the gate, was firing on all cylinders. The weaponized terms “cisgender” and “TERF”; the vast campaign to get people to put pronouns in their bios; the phrase “trans women are women”; the aggressive push into women’s sports; the repeated promotions of the completely incompetent Rachel Levine to ever-higher government posts; the ability to place stories at will in all mainstream media outlets; and the elaborate campaigns to “cancel” any critical discussion of these matters… that’s all extremely labor-intensive and expensive to pull off.
5. People have started to write about the incidence of young women on Tiktok, with various mental illnesses, describing how they are getting through the days. This level of neuroticism is an entirely new phenomenon. The right is putting this down to weakness, bad parenting and narcissism. But what if, instead, these young women are vaccine damaged? What if these mental illnesses were created? From the Nature study: “we find that diagnoses of conditions such as depression, attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD), and obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) were also elevated in transgender and gender-diverse adults compared with cisgender adults.”
If vaccine damage can create autism and transgenders, why not mental illness among young women at their most vulnerable, young adults struggling to find a place? Is this not plausible, at least?
Rogers asks: “If autism is the result of injury from toxicants including vaccines (it is), and autistic people are more likely to be trans (they are), then it is also likely that sexual dysphoria is vaccine injury.”
This crew hires the big guns, whether Publicis or McKinsey, which immediately identify people to hate. The campaigns are as easy and oily as a South Beach teen. After establishing the hate objects: anti-vaxxers, far-right, Ultra Maga, militias, Christians, racists, transphobes, homophobes, etc, it attacks legislators, administrators, CEOs, civil servants, the justice system, using the same tools, accusing them of hate, threatening them with canceling thereby clearing the way for new laws and patterns within the culture, which are, again, meant to inflame sensibilities and set us against each other. Makes us easy to cull, easy to prescribe drugs, easy to make us gorge on the twin evils of hate and adrenalin.
It is just a matter of time before all this data reaches critical mass. For every quarrel and every engineered hate fest, people wake from their trance and start studying. For every ‘sudden death’, every weird symptom, every sports star falling to the ground mid-play, for all the summer drownings, the car crashes, plane incidents, train crashes, all point to one outcome. The complete evisceration of the wealth of the men and women who visited this hell on us.
70% of us are refusing the next dose. 98% have refused to vax their toddlers. Tens of millions on the street world-wide. The shift is coming and it is going to clear away all the debris of the men and women who have visited hell upon the world.
I’ll leave you with a host of footnotes and these slides. (Sorry for the month of absence, I was finishing a book and will try to file Saturdays from now on, and with luck, Wednesdays.)
A Canadian study this week:
A holocaust of death among the over 80’s.
House Investigators Point to Purdue Pharma Influence With Trump FDA Commissioner
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- https://archive.ph/M6W4k NY Times, “McKinsey Opened a Door in Its Firewall Between Pharma Clients and Regulators.”
- https://archive.ph/Vl6DJ NYTimes – Behind the Scenes, McKinsey Guided Companies at the Center of the Opiod Crisis.
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The World Turns Against Liberal Women
The solution to abortion is obvious, democratic, pragmatic and can bring necessary peace and restoration.
I am wearied beyond measure by the weekly passion play launched by our gracious overlords, those increasingly bizarre stick figures posturing up there, expressing outrage and hate. The women dutifully following their masters, pouring red paint down the courthouse steps in Los Angeles, in a state where abortion will never be illegal, influencers, trying to make hay by grabbing onto the issue of the week, raising money for Ukraine, abortion, gun control, whatever and dropping the whole thing in ten days and moving back to photographing their meals and trips and what they call “fit check”. Which is their OOTD. Outfit-of-the-day.
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Last week, Debra Messing shouted on a Hollywood Zoom call with the White House that “she had got Joe Biden into power and dammit the WH had given her no job!” These calls are engineered so that every influencer is on the same page, and speaks the same lines given them by Madison Avenue sleaze balls grooming their massive egos. That little scene encapsulates the bullshit theatre exploiting those like Pooh, with charm and very little brain
I am just…turning it off. It’s too stupid, too irrational, I am being played and I want it to stop. No, I don’t even want it to stop. Roar on, morons, eat yourselves alive because that is the end towards which you are rushing.
In an evolved, compassionate society, there would be no abortion. All children would be cherished, all mothers taken care of. But that’s not us, is it? We are vicious to the weak, to vulnerable women, children, the other sexed, people of color. Our political fights use the bodies of the weak as weapons. How can we call ourselves anything but brutal?
Here’s the solution to the abortion question. Bear with me. The figures are taken from Gallup’s last four polls.
58% of us want abortion legal, but limited. Between 30% and 38% want abortion on demand. 12% want it outlawed. 9% don’t know. The figures slide, but sit more or less on average right there.
58% is a plurality, especially measured against any other cohort. 12% wanting it outlawed means abortion will NEVER be outlawed. It cannot be more clear. People want abortion limited to rape, incest, actual health of the mother and before heartbeat, which is 15 weeks. It’s just that simple. The Roe hysteria was deliberately caused, which had the desired effect of turning off the adults and preventing solution. To repeat, that awful noise is designed by political operatives to prevent the participation of the rational.
Most people are adults. They are not wedded to the “new liberal world order”, whatever that is. They are pragmatic and rational. I am desperate for pragmatic and rational. Aren’t you?
95% of all abortions in my region are done using the pill, which means before 8 weeks, and 48% of abortions are performed on women younger than 25, women, therefore whose brains are not mature.
Of course I was just that at 17. I was a tortured teen with a crazy mother and had an illegal abortion at 11 weeks. Wherever abortion is limited to six weeks those will continue. Guaranteed. Women have been aborting children using herbs for the last 500,000 years. Why do you think the Catholic Church burned herbalist women and called them witches, by the tens of thousands? The evidence in the Vatican Library is so stark they don’t even try to hide it anymore. Without a world considerably more benign than ours, it is not going to stop, and to try to make it stop is stupid and destructive. Illegal abortion is dangerous. But sure, drive it into the back alleys – that’s enlightened.
Then, at 18, I had a child I gave up for adoption.
My case was special. I had been told by my father I carried the genes for schizophrenia and if I didn’t get the disease, my children would. He had been told that by my mother’s psychiatrist, who turned out to be one of the 20th century’s bad men, and was wrong. My mother was not schizophrenic, he diagnosed her as such in order to use her as an experimental subject. I was under sustained pressure by adults, who would have certainly arranged an abortion, but I refused. Finally, my 18 year old brain decided that giving my daughter away, despite being in deep puppy love, and never having another, was rational. I thought, away from my unstable family and the corrupt exclusionary upper class world I grew up in, she would have a chance.
Now of course, having found her, I have a beautiful young woman in my life, with whom I am both fascinated and in love, and three grandchildren who are brilliant and gorgeous, plus shorn of the prejudice and limitations of the past. The eldest, studying physics, can say “I’d like to work at NASA”, and today, it’s actually possible, which it certainly wasn’t when I was her age.
Not having an abortion was a grace, a blessing.
Half the generation who attended college between 1969 and 1974, did not have children. They had abortions and they broke barriers in the work place. The political right must face that, without that overwhelming force aimed at career-making, this would not have happened. The world is not a sensible place. Nothing is won without sacrifice. That wouldn’t have happened “naturally”. Not in our ego-driven, combative culture. Second wave feminism broke the barriers that mean my daughter can have three children, a husband, a big job and can handle it all beautifully. For boomer women, their decision was a sacrifice, a service, and I think it should be recognized as such. I must know a thousand women, ten thousand women, in the generations who broke those barriers, who used their energy to create the modern world, doubling public and private wealth and then doubling it again. Who today, wish they had a family.
Very very much.
This is one thing you are not allowed to say today. But it would be massively instructional if more of those women would say to a 30 year old, “Your career at the investment bank or movie studio will mean little if you abort your child and don’t have the luck of conceiving again.”
Here’s another unsayable. The ease of abortion, even the celebration of it, has coarsened the culture immeasurably. Sex unmoored to love, romance, engagement with the whole person, not just its body, and especially to family creation has become transactional and crude. If I were 17 now, I would be so put off, I would, like many teens, be saying no thanks. I’d rather study something hard and get a good job and as soon as possible, buy a farm and drop out. Like completely. This of course, is the top goal of people in their 20’s and 30’s now. Cash out asap.
In part because of Roe, we have created a monster culture. A culture of death. There’s a reason people don’t want to join the workforce. There is a reason everyone wants a garden and a farm. Because they want refuge.
Ours is a culture where babies are not safe, children are never safe, where young women are not safe, where our airwaves are filled with never-ending garbage porn and violence, our entertainment is even more violent and disgusting, and no one in power is sane.
Pedophilia, for instance, is a direct result of sex unmoored to consequence and to the sacrament of life. Sex, reduced to physical pleasure means that you have to seek ever more transgressive behavior. And there is nothing more transgressive than sexualizing the innocent. And then predating them.
Here’s another result:
Adults have stopped having sex. They are repulsed. A study released last week in the UK, say adults are having half the sex of previous generations. We are creating a world of celibates.
Our ideal woman these days is a Kardashian and Kardashians look like cartoon porn stars with the skin of a ten year old. Kardashians, as entertaining and charming as they are, have had many many procedures to look the way they do. It is instructive this week that Kim K and Anna Wintour, the woman responsible for starving two generations of women into lollipops, while mangling their feet, sat together at Couture in Paris. Hard not to see them as twin Queens of some appalling S&M jungle.
So while I was shocked by the Roe decision last week, I saw it reaching further than throwing the issue back to legislatures in the States – to the actual democratic process, by the way. I saw it as a leading indicator that a plurality believe that culture created since legalization of Roe, needs some serious re-visioning. That 58% was saying, through the court, “Look at the shadow side. Look at what has happened when we reduced sex from the force that moves mountains and creates life, to a transactional use of another’s body for momentary pleasure.”
That decision came out of fifty years of campaigning by people not nearly as special as me and my cohort of educated career women with exciting jobs. It was created by women to whom family life is everything, whose lives are shorn of drama, who are happy in their home places giving and loving their children, husbands, communities. They work in jobs that feed and clothe us. They are the people at the checkout counter and the people delivering our Amazon packages. They run or own local banks, run the charities, stores, and gas stations. They are farmers, ranchers and many of their husbands do the grunt jobs of the culture. Which by the way are deeply meaningful, crucial jobs, necessary to us, jobs without which we would not exist. They believe in honor. Their towns and counties are safe to live in. They believe in God.
They look at the world of violence, sexual nastiness we see in our entertainment and culture, and see it as debased, in which every person is out for themselves, no one is good, everyone has an angle or a severe psychological problem, everyone is either promiscuous or seen as pathetic, and no one ever displays character. They know baby parts are as valuable as diamonds. They know activists are trying to expand abortion to one month post-birth. They know about Pete Singer, they know that activists are trying to reduce the age of consent to 13. They know the statistics and reject the trafficking of women, they reject the pervasiveness of the multi-billion dollar industry which is porn, they reject the everlasting drumbeat of pedophilia in high places.
And the kids coming up want to cash out and live in their world, in small towns and cities, in the country, not in the brutalism of the cool mega-cities.
This is as thorough a schooling of us fancy people as Donald Trump’s election.
What The Truckers Know
It’s more than us. Do not underestimate them
When I was researching Eco-Fascists, I would angle to stay in the house of my interview subjects, which was the best way to gain trust and see how they lived. It’s a good technique if you can charm your way in, then drop your “personality” and become an empath for a while, listen, ask questions, laugh at absurdities. Also, it’s lonely driving 20,000 miles by yourself, and I was always looking to save hotel money. So I did stay with truckers and ranchers (often the same thing), farmers (ditto), loggers (ditto), and other traditional rural workers (ditto). A lot of truckers have multiple streams of income, and many work towards staying home on the land, senior truckers take routes when they need an extra $10K. So I lived with them, drove trucker routes, and dug myself into one failing town or county after another.
And I’d escape to my car after a couple nights in Montana, Colorado, New Mexico, Texas, eastern Washington State thinking bloody hell, what I have stumbled into?
Because they all were telling me the same stories. Hundreds, then thousands (I’d go to conferences) of individuals all over the US and Canada were telling me the same stories.
The thing about truckers is that they have time to think. Weeks on their own with their minds and the internet. Plus, at home, what comes through the TV is either profoundly violent (they have kids) or tries to teach them to hate themselves. So, other than sports, it’s turned off. They jumped into the deep web way before anyone else.
Boy did I learn from them. All the data on the dark web, in the corners and by-ways, on Gettr and Steve Bannon, on Rumble, Brighteon, Bitchute, and allll the talk radio, the podcasts. Ten years ago, they knew it all. They knew about threatened digital ID, they knew about the plan to release viruses, they knew about engineered vaccines as kill shots, they knew about the junk they put into food and water that are experimental military grade toxins. They had watched as their high school friends’ jobs were torn away from them and their industries shut down. They watched the plagues of crack and fentanyl replaced healthy lives with death. They watched as their ranches and forests were financialized and the profits taken by oligarchs and plutocrats. They watched people from their counties became insanely rich on government money, while their schools and town infrastructure degraded. They watched as their pleasures and recreations were taken away then given back via permits and fees. They watched Walmart and China gut their town centers. They know all about the WEF, Agenda 2030 – which was first aimed directly at their communities, and the UN’s depopulation agenda.
They knew that there had to be money missing, that after three hundred years of growing prosperity, their lives had seemingly overnight become worse than their parents or grandparents.
They hated the news media. Considered them traitors. I had to forswear my seven years at Time Inc, by which they were not impressed. They knew about MKULTRA and mind control, and entrainment. They watched as their doctors, accountant, lawyers all started saying the same things and following the same, new rules.
They think 5G can be weaponized against them.
Above all they knew about the surveillance state. They knew new trucks would have software in them with a kill switch. They made the connections that we are all under digital surveillance all the time, that our media is controlled to our exact interests and manipulated to give us dopamine hits all day long long before we became aware. They knew that each one of us can have the equivalent of a Stasi team on us at all times via AI and the software in our devices. That a 100% digital financial grid means a digital concentration camp.
I took up smoking again
So when the vaccines started killing people in their towns, people they met at church, at bowling leagues, from high school, from the teams they competed against? All hell broke loose. Because there is no fair media, they communicated, and well, across all platforms. Now I don’t personally believe that the one in 200 poisoned vials of the experimental shot were sent to deplorables’ towns, but from the ten thousand or so death and injury testimonies I have read, few of these people were college educated, they are normals, in small cities and towns, with multiple cancer diagnoses, born dead infants, teens with heart conditions, mothers dead of strokes in their 30s. The fact that this tsunami of injury is not reported or called fantasy or “right-wing propaganda” only hardens their resolve.
They know the Vaccine Passport is the first step towards our towns and cities becoming digital concentration camps where every thought is monitored. They even suspected what turned out to be ID2020, which uses dissolvable microneedles that develop patterns of light-emitting microparticles to the skin.
Why are the governments resisting the will of the people? Because the glorious future they have planned for us requires the collapse of national constitutions. They require the collapse of Canada’s Charter of Rights and Freedoms. Override those with fake health crises, mass protests, and that job is done. They have precedent for revoking basic human rights. They will never give them back.
Remember the withdrawal of GiveSendGo and GoFundMe? The TD bank played ball with the Ontario government. That is pure fascism, textbook definition.
The protests ain’t about the mandates, folks. This is about turning our homes, cars, communities into a free range concentration camp, where our human souls can be harvested.
The truckers knew that long before we did. That’s why, all over the world, their protests will not end until we have our freedom back. All of it.
An Occult Level of Hate for His People
Justin Trudeau is Lord of the Rings’, Wormtongue
Elizabeth Nickson18 hr ago 31
Canada breeches in world news almost never, so this past weekend’s million person truck rally made international news. Where have they been, wonder many, do they even exist or is it just a string of boring people clustered around the 5,000 mile border of the Greatest Country The World Has Ever Seen?
All across the route, in frozen temperatures, hundreds gathered on thousands upon thousands of overpasses on the 4500 mile Trans-Canada Highway, waving flags and shouting encouragement to the truckers. Most of those onlookers were in tears of gratitude, with a pride they had not been allowed to feel for decades.
What the world saw on the streets of Ottawa, those shining faces, was the real Canada, which has been in eclipse for forty years thanks to our ruling class, mostly located in the triangle between Quebec City, Ottawa, and Toronto.
Much of our ruling class are relative newcomers to the country – in the past 50 years, post war refugees from the European left arrived and began to insinuate their ideas into everything that could conceivably called culture. They did it in opposition to the Canada that came before who they identified correctly as simple bourgeoise whose minds were easily intimidated. Old stock Canadians who saw the potential in hating their own kind, joined in quickly, so as not to miss the financial benefits. And the financial benefits were substantial. One of our greatest political scientists has said, rightly, that where American boomers innovated, Canadians built the thickest most repressive bureaucracy imaginable. Today it mismanages everything and is supremely arrogant. No criticism is allowed.
But, they were right. The before people were simple, a base of northern British with a sampling of every other European state, and all bent on survival. Since their en masse arrival, best counted from about 1750, they came in waves of immigration, escaping poverty, and stringing across the frozen wastes, thankful for the frozen land they got to call their own for the first time ever.
All kinds came, all colors, all races, but mostly desperate peasants from desperate places. desperate to survive. They built careful simple lives, and institutions that supported those lives. And almost all of them were churched. Society was built around church and service to others, once your family’s survival was established. Most disturbances were sorted out in church. People spoke for each other, and punishments were applied through an encouragement and chivvying supervision.
This was so easy to mow over and shame and it was. In the 1960’s hundreds of cultural institutions began building, all of them, every single one, was opposed to and contemptuous of the ten million strong simple families who had fought for survival every single day for the past 200 years. The new people who dominated were followers of the Frankfurt School, supposed tribunes of the less favored but taught to mock and deride the bourgeoisie, to humble it, to take whatever it had and to ruin it in order to build a new world on top of the old world, using the old world’s foundation and wealth.
Canada by the end of the Second World War had the fourth largest standing army in the world and was poised to become one of the richest. It had a modern infrastructure built in the most inhospitable terrains, canals, railroads, roads, electrical systems, modern livable cities. Everything worked. Everyone worked and hard. It had a mature industrial base, willing workers and resources that could power a prosperity the world had never seen. After WW2, the country welcomed ten million new immigrants from war-torn lands, all eager to participate in that prosperity.
That future never happened.
The best way to steal a country is to shame its people. And if those people are churched, they are already vulnerable to guilt. We have been shamed for half a century and counting. We have been told we are genocidal, we have been told we are racist, we have been told we are fascist, we have been told we are worthless beings who stole everything we have. This fact has been repeated in thousands of books, all of which won awards which were awarded with our tax money, in a hundred thousand newspaper articles that outline our failings, our inadequacies, our insensitivities to the less fortunate, our racism always racism. Plays and operas and art shame us, excoriate us, try to destroy us. We are never good, never kind, never virtuous. Never mind that we welcomed every conceivable race post-war. Never mind that. We deserved to be over run and ruined.
Because Canadian “culture” has no reach, taxpayers pay for all the books, films, television programs, plays, and art. The products enjoy almost no success in the marketplace. Prize winning books sell, unless assigned in school, in triple digits if they are lucky. And we don’t watch or read them, because they are filled with hate for us. Their only audience is each other.
In the past two years, we have been confined to our homes and told we are infected, dirty. We are not allowed to touch things in shops – this actually happened to me yesterday – we are not allowed to see each other on New Year’s Eve, we are not allowed to travel in our own country without passports that track everything we do. We are told this may end by the summer, but we don’t believe it because those promises have been made before.
Yesterday, the most loathed man in Canada, Wormtongue Trudeau who never met a Canadian middle class person he likes, crept out from his hideaway to call the two million Canadians who protested this past week, racists and hate-filled fascists who flew a Nazi flag, peed on the tomb of the Unknown Soldier and defaced Terry Fox’s statue. There is film of protestors shaming and shouting the provocateurs, for so they were, out of the crowd.
Even Wormtongue’s half-brother said yesterday that his hate speech was so intense, so filled with loathing, it was occult, even demonic.
The truckers and the millions that lined the route, had no grievances that were legit. The fact that their lives and businesses have been ruined by ill-considered policies of the administrative state? Shrugged off. “We must stick together”, says the man who has not one accomplishment to his name, other than being shuttled into power by the Chinese Communist Party and their puppet Gerald Butts.
Every single participant, whether trucker or supporter will go home and in the coming months, every single one will start organizing.
Our corrupt politics means only ten percent of Canada voted in Justin Trudeau.
It will not happen again.
(photos by Veronique Cote)
Elizabeth Nickson’s family arrived in Canada in the 1700s and 1800s. Her blended family married into four native tribes: the Assiniboine, Mohawk, Blackfoot and Metis. The story of native/white interaction is far more nuanced than we are led to believe by current propaganda.
Canada is a CCP Narco State
You are next
I blame RFK Jr. Once he arrived in British Columbia with his Riverkeepers, Kennedy glamour, and eye for beautiful child-women, the latter of which somehow made him even more exciting, he changed the path of history. An entire generation fell to their knees and vowed to protect the magnificent nature, the majestic trees and rivers, and so they all genuflected and went to university and took environmental courses and in their summers researched out in the bush, with grants, and went back to school with more grants, playing at being Indians, hooting about the owl, crying about the dying trees and planet and over-heated air. Once out of school with their heavily subsidized degrees they went into the bureaucracy and methodically over a period of 20 years shut the province down.
It was a magnificent temper tantrum thrown by a cohort who never grew up, who fritter away their lives protecting mycelium and certain very special trees. The men are feminized, the women prosecutorial. Do not get in their way.
They are also deeply, profoundly, dangerously, innocent about the real world.
But they were smart, courtesy of their free education and birth in a once free country. No longer would the wilderness be contemplated by the eyes of the predatory white man who never saw anything beautiful and magical but he wanted to cut it down or commodify it. They prevented or decommissioned roads into the back country. Ninety percent of the parks became inaccessible. They made thousands of Ecological Study Zones and did not list them on maps. They threw webs of regulation over everything where activity was still allowed (by the time they were finished it counted a full 6% of the province) and made common cause with the 66,412 “First Nations” in the province, promising them gold from heaven (or more correctly The White Man) if they fought alongside to punish the Punisher who had ruined their lives.
Whereupon they crashed tax collection. Which meant that the government, responsible for education, health care, and pretty much everything else after decades of socialist government, became freakishly desperate for money. The green people were adamant. They had locked everything down in webs of regulation, several jurisdictions deep, and opening up anything – a mine, a forest, a ski hill, a subdivision with a view-scape, meant ten years of court battles and $100,000,000. Oh, you could still emigrate to, or live in British Columbia, but you had to live in a matchbox and work fourteen hour days. Kinda like a slave.
Luckily we had the Chinese. Who had drifted over 100 years ago and built the railroads, dug the tunnels and five generations later had built healthy, commercial, free lives like all the desperate settlers who arrived in the province after 1850.
Wherever free Chinese are successful, here comes the Chinese Communist Party, like all communists desperate for cash and willing to do anything to get it. The environmentalists of the 80s and 90s, like the woke of 2022, were oblivious, living in their office towers and subsidized wilderness retreats.
In 1982, a trio of men, including Xiaoping Deng, the paramount leader of the PRC from 1979 to 1989, met in Hong Kong and made a deal to help realize the CCP’s global ambitions as well as learning about this strange thing commerce and capitalism, after Hong Kong was given over. This deal spawned the United Front Work Department fostering business ties between the CCP and the Triads. Triad leaders began to run businesses in Mainland China with elite military and revolutionary families.
Then the Hongs of Hong Kong began moving their money into Canada, buying their way in, and becoming citizens. That money was mostly legit but it skewed real estate prices. Then, after Expo 86, CCP officials – the above elite military and revolutionary families, looking for safe houses in case of a purge, started prospecting. They spent millions to get into the country. Money for which a former industrial state was now desperate. Did the money come from the work of a billion slaves? Never mind. Once that decision was made, the die was cast. The fruit of a poisoned tree started growing.
Then the flood. The province founded a Lottery Corporation to pay for hospitals, schools, and universities and the salaries for ever multiplying bureaucrats. They built Casinos which attracted the big serious money from the Chinese Triads. Millions in tattered $20 bills appeared at casino windows in suitcases. They were exchanged at the end of the night for crisp $100 bills. Their losses (laundering) meant our medical care and education were paid for by a criminal cartel in bed with and facilitated by the Chinese Communist Party. Our bills were now being paid not by our labor and enterprise (microbusinesses only allowed) but by the labor and addiction of the most degraded, desperate people on earth.
The richest physical jurisdiction in the world had become a Narco City State.
In the casinos, private rooms proliferated, and trafficked women and children were used and discarded. Thirty-four percent of the money in Vancouver’s real estate is now Chinese. The CCP bought bureaucrat after bureaucrat in the federal Immigration department. The RCMP and CSIS (Canada’s CIA) launched investigation after investigation and at the end of the 90s produced a comprehensive report called “Sidewinder” detailing the money, the crime, the broken people, the involvement of the CCP, and it identified Canadian government elected officials and lifelong bureaucrats that had facilitated the incursion.
“Sidewinder” concluded that the CCP had infiltrated and “corrupted Canada’s institutions and markets”, according to Wilful Blindness, by investigative reporter Sam Cooper. Cooper cites case after case of Chinese Triad bosses subverting Immigration and moving into Vancouver’s richest neighborhoods, bidding up the price of real estate, and using government Casinos opened to pay for hospitals, schools and medical care, to launder billions of dollars in crumpled $20 bills. The RCMP’s investigation was halted in its tracks by a senior immigration official, who CSIS had identified as taking bribes.
Sidewinder was shut down and then, buried.
In thousands of commercial properties and in vast gated mansions on the outskirts of the city, drugs from China brought over in soy sauce packets, in containers with false bottoms, are pressed into pills, or sorted into powder and sold into the American market. The money is brought back to Vancouver and laundered through the government Casinos. Not only do the Casinos launder Canadian drug money, they launder Mexican cartel money and American gang money.
Billions upon billions of dirty money from all across North America have been laundered through B.C. government casinos and Vancouver’s real estate.
This is called The Vancouver Model. It is now copied by by Iranians, Russians, South American and African gangs in every mega-city in the world. This activity has skyrocketed the price of housing. And this, above all, is the reason for the homelessness and crime, not just in Vancouver, but in every other desirable city in North America.
San Francisco, Chicago, Los Angeles, New York. London. Paris. Narco City States, every single one. That is why those once great cities are dying.
“Vancouver Model” money laundering has effectively made Canada’s west coast a headquarters for corporate and industrial espionage by the CCP. In 2019, according to Sam Cooper, the RCMP arrested its top intelligence official, Cameron Otis. There is literally no way the Triads could thrive without protection from the Mounties and the provincial and federal governments, said Cooper. And these ruthless entrepreneurs have used Vancouver and Canada’s lax and corrupted laws to export their criminal model to other countries around the world including Australia and New Zealand. You think drugs from Mexico are a problem? Child’s play compared with the Vancouver model.
Twenty years after the Vancouver model took effect, Vancouver politics is riddled with CCP agents and informers. Every single cultural and medical institution is corrupted with slave state money. The CCP is almost certainly engineering the continued election of Justin Trudeau, the only human with the IQ of a family pet, and the vengefulness of a mongoose. His consigliore, Gerald Butts, the man behind the throne, is an old-fashioned socialist, a coal miner’s son who hates rich white Anglo Canadians and is fine with anything destroying their culture. He used the environmental movement, as head of the World Wildlife Foundation, to move into politics and is almost certainly has found soul mates in the CCP. The Conservative Party is as bewildered by reality as a Victorian maiden set down in Times Square, and under ceaseless attack by the media. All anyone cares about is climate change, racism and pronouns.
And the woke in universities, gleefully trashing what’s left of the civilization that created the greatest good for the greatest number, pulled billions out of grinding poverty, are having their education and health care, their parents’ pensions and benefits paid for by Chinese factory slaves, drug addicts and the homeless they step over on the street.
The money they are using is filthier and more corrupting than any that came out of the Antebellum South during the plantation era.
The woke generation is the most compromised and immoral in history. If they wake up, their self-hatred will know no bounds.
How long until the CCP claims our storied forests and rivers, plains and towns? How long till our forests are cut, our rare earth minerals excavated, our oil sands stripped, our natural gas taken, our lost and hidden valleys turned into vacation spots for CCP officials on vacation?
How long till Canadians become slaves themselves? Twenty years? Ten?
Elizabeth Nickson’s family arrived in the New World in 1630. Her family first married into the Mohawk around 1792. Her family includes four Indian bands, including Metis (Plains Indian and half French Canadian), Jew, Jamaican, Venezuelan and South Asian. Her paternal great-grandparents built the early infrastructure of the City of Vancouver, including bringing in the first piped water, constructing the water and sewage system, railroads, sidewalks, bridges, tunnels and breakwaters. The other set started the Vancouver General Hospital, in tents, with their friends from church.
I admire RFKJrs fierce fight for the vaccine-injured. But his enviro activism became destructive.
Sam Cooper’s Wilful Blindness, How a Network of Narcos, Tycoons and CCP Agents Infiltrated the West, details his intensive, detailed, deeply sourced investigation of CCP and Triad activity in Vancouver and the rest of the country. Highly recommended.
Paul MarksJan 24When my cousin Carmella arrived in BC it was a land of lumberjacks in plaid shirts – it has changed rather a lot.Reply Brenda Broley CookJan 24brilliantly written! I disagree only with one thing..my housepet is more intelligent than justin trudeauWe need to DO something!!Reply
The Center Will Not Can Not Hold
“What Rough Beast, its hour come at last…”
I am always relieved to wake up and find the Potemkin Economy is still roaring and everyone is getting their little bits of money so that they can survive another day, week or month. Just keep us serfs down here in the dirt, Bezos/Gates/Zuck/Zhou, scrabbling for the crumbs from your table, trading our pennies for ingenious bits of plastic from China, waiting till this edifice you have built with our life’s energy collapses.
No adult can look at the accumulated debt of the western economies – which effectively doubled, doubled in the last two years without shrinking. Unless of course, he has gold buried in the yard, silver for tender, and a year’s food put by. I used to have a stalker – one who owned seats on the stock exchange – who was so convinced that the world was going to collapse he would throw bars of silver over the fence.
Oh, we’re going to raise interest rates to stall hyperinflation say the various central banks. Sure you are buddy, the moment you do in any substantive way, the bankruptcies will start and will not stop until there is nothing left. Every still-functioning individual (not on the take), family, town, region, state is so leveraged that even a 1% raise is dangerous. Then there are the unfunded liabilities. Every small town is liable for public sector pensions that would stun the average bear. $300 Trillion in the US? More?
The world is being run for these two sectors: Wall Street and the Administrative State. But that part of the economy that creates wealth, that part of the economy on which these two sectors are built, is dead. I’ve been living out in the real world for 20 years now, and damn, no one is reporting on the catastrophe those two sectors have wrought.
Maybe now? In the last two years, the administrative state has managed to destroy small business, break national and regional budgets, destroy schooling, immiserate children, destroy the Logistics industry, gut the food supply, throw food production into chaos, increase addiction across every cohort, increase domestic abuse, delay cancer treatments, cause multiple other diseases through neglect, refuse tested and safe early treatments, and produce vaccines that are now causing a 40% uptick in death rates. Reading celebrity news is an unnerving task since so many have suddenly…died.
Maybe now people will pay attention?
Wall Street has destroyed everything else. In 2020, while people lost everything, NASDAQ rose 46%. In 2021, the whole market rose 27%. Repeat: when nothing was being produced and half the world lay idle, Wall Street made a 27% profit. The cheap money they demanded, has resulted in 7% consumer inflation and 9.7% producer price inflation. Who’s going to pay that? Us out here. The stench in Walmart, the bingo players. The serfs.
I live in a region bigger than Texas or Florida, 7 times bigger than the UK, British Columbia is mind-bogglingly huge. Not only that, it has ten bio-geo-climatic zones which means we are super-super-super rich. We can grow, harvest and mine everything that man needs. We can feed a mega-city and then some. Natural gas, oil, electrical power, forest, water, rare earth minerals. We have it, lots of it. The Alberta Oil Sands, the cleanest greenest oil extraction infrastructure on the planet? We have those too, enough to power the world. The province is the richest region in the galaxy, hands down, no contest.
It’s shut down. Once the environmentalist/native rights hysterics got through with us, everything shut down. Forestry, shut down. Mining. Not allowed. A natural gas terminal to sell power to China and US? Don’t make me laugh. You cannot do anything. You cannot build anything, you cannot start a business. They replaced those industries, which paid our health care, with tourism. Where’s that now?
Our regulatory structure is so over-written, even food trucks or a bakery in a tiny village surrounded by forest, have to dodge and feint otherwise here comes the bureaucracy checking your water, your sewage, the voltage on your oven, your venting, your parking, your neighbors’ permission, your carbon emissions, the number of people on your property preparing food. Have you cleared your activity with the 33 First Nations in your area? Please show your papers. Every one of their sentences costs you $10,000.
You can make money here if you are working for Chinese Communists or other criminal cartels, The RCMP warns that Canada has become a haven for nefarious national security and transnational organized crime networks. Clear industry from a bio-geo-climatic region? Here come the cartels.
In Vancouver, theChinese use their slave state money to buy real estate as fast as they can, install an obedient serf, and hold it. Criminal cartels launder money effectively bidding up prices for normals. Which means commercial rents are insane for anyone but multinationals. And building a building? Costs maybe twice as much as two years ago. Residential property prices have risen 61% in four years. Our homeless problem is a vicious unsolvable problem, because government has stolen everything that the cartels haven’t.
No wonder everyone is so well informed and seething. It’s all they can find to keep their brains operating, while lying on the couch between tending their chickens and vegetable gardens hoping those will keep them alive when The Event arrives.
The surprise mega-mega-hit of this fall was Yellowstone. Nothing woke is even on the radar in viewers. Yellowstone was successful in Phoenix, Denver, Kansas, Oklahoma, the Carolinas, Idaho, Ohio first, and not the prime markets, in the “C” rated markets, the ones advertisers don’t care about. It moved from the center out. Why?
“These are the issues I face every day,” said one middle-American male in Ohio. He is besieged by everything Wall Street and the Admin State can throw at him. Nearly every month he is engaged in a life or death struggle. Every player in his business life is confiscatory.
Yellowstone is real, it is grounded, it reflects reality, now, not in space, not in yesteryear, now. That’s why it has cleaned the clocks of every posing wokster in media. The average Joe, the one on whom your life depends, is under as much threat as Kevin Costner and his family. Yellowstone has 10 million viewers because that brutalism is the reality Our Glorious Leaders have created.
They have broken everything.
They Tried to Bury Us, They Forgot We Were Seeds
The Great Decoupling
For the past three decades, our friends on the institutional and academic left have been agitating for a coming together of the culture, a re-engagement with civic life, with everyone marching in order, sacrificing self for others. Countless busybodies with publishing contracts have charged that we are selfish and narcissistic and vain and little and the only thing that will save us is to jettison all that and work for the common good. Socialism, the great equalizer, is the only way to defeat vulture capitalism and the giant sucking of life’s energy from the poor to the rich. Our benevolent highly educated leadership will manage the transition without a hiccup. The genocide that other cultures have experienced won’t happen this time.
In 1997, pop historians Neil Howe and William Strauss followed their celebrated Generations with the Fourth Turning, which predicted that our time, right now would be that time when humans become better people. Some great crisis will trigger a revisioning of everything and people would all of a sudden stop their infantilism and become like the Greatest Generation, the Revolutionary Generation, the Civil War Generation bringing forward a new saner more generous way of living.
The Fourth Turning: What The Cycles of History Tell Us About America’s Next Rendezvous with Destiny is heavily promoted by Bitcoin philosophers and politicians like Steve Bannon. It is one of those books that make power-seeking intellects believe that their path is illumined by the Great Spirit. No doubt it was on the reading list of self-appointed genius leaders like Bill Gates and Klaus Schwab.
So about ten years ago, they decided to create the triggering event that will lead to Human 3.0. It would be the American Revolution of the 2000’s, and it would create a pliant good citizenry who would consent to being chipped, stripped of property, heavily restricted (climate change), depopulated (also climate change) and made available for harvest by our superiors (Silicon Valley). Our religion would be Diversity, Equity and Inclusion, meaning that everyone competent would sacrifice their opportunity and futures for the least advantaged and the World Would Be Saved.
The plandemic was born.
Two years in, It could not have backfired worse. Out in the great diaspora of free individuals, there is a massive coalition building. It takes in blue collar workers, New Agers, wage slaves, natural health people, service people like police and firemen, artists and communicators, dissident journalists and writers and scientists, one by one splitting off from the super culture, quitting their jobs, striking out on their own. News rockets around alternate news sources at top speed, outpacing the censors who slam shut one activist after another, while immediately 20 other rise to take their place. Engagement, people are finding, is addictive, the dopamine hit of social media is much much stronger when your engagement is with your political allies and you are Fighting The Man.
Here’s a lovely little data nugget. They don’t have the electrical power to feed the censorship grid. It doesn’t exist. The Dalles in Oregon is a massive massive installation that feeds Google from the Columbia River, but they’ll need ten thousand Dalles to really get their social credit score up and running. They have literally run out of power. That’s why a story can run in a local newspaper and be in everybody’s inbox the next morning from Australia to India to Des Moines. No matter how fast the censors work.
The tsunami of bullshit from old media has lost them almost half their readership in the last year alone. And frankly anyone still watching broadcast news is part of the slow kids club.
In Canada, CBC news radio and television news eats up 50% of journalism dollars in the country and is watched, read or listened to by 1.35% of Canadians.. Both CNN and Fox lost 34% of their viewers in 2021. The Alphabet News CBS etc., lost double digits, the Washington Post lost 44% and the NYTimes, 34%. The only way old media affects the national mood, is if when the bullshit gets preposterous enough to mock world-wide.
Joe Rogan’s listeners outpace the audience for 60 Minutes at its height in the 70s, and does so today by several orders of magnitude.
Black Rock and Vanguard are financing one hell of a vanity press for the Oligarchy.
Take the numbers who vanished from the propaganda web in ’21 alone. That’s probably a good indication of how many people have just….decoupled. The pandemic taught people how to detach from the super culture, from the constant spending and acquiring, from busyness, from frantic senseless competition, from serving the oligarchy, which resulted in the Great Resignation. People are leaving the cities as fast as they can sell their houses and rural areas are seeing double digit rises in population, Hudson NY for example, almost 100%. Where I live house prices have risen 30% a year for the past two years. Gardening, food growing, local food is a massive profit center for individuals – once an activity for the sensitive, now the only way to eat – provide a stark example of getting out of the web.
This isn’t a hundred year upset, it’s a 2000 year disruption. It’s a decoupling, a refusal, a fuck you to 2000 years of authoritarianism.
They tried to bury us. They forgot we were seeds.
Why David Brooks, the Atlantic and the New York Times are Irrelevant
“Brooks is irrelevant,” I snapped to a email friend who sent me David Brooks’ recent self-congratulatory snooze-fest Why Conservatism is Dead Because it Doesn’t Listen To Me, in The Atlantic. “Furthermore,” I continued, “The New York Times is irrelevant, and all its columnists are irrelevant because they just are.”
Remember Time Magazine? A few short decades ago, it was the dominant magazine in the world. Ten million copies a week sold for real money. Pages and pages of advertising. Now, it’s a joke edited by a woman who I used to report for and who, trust me, is a bear of limited brain. And that fate is soon coming for the Atlantic, the Times and most other broadsheets. They are, as someone clever (Sarah Hoyt) recently said, barking orders at platoons of invisible foot soldiers, their world hollowing out beneath them.
One of my last editors informed me “we are gatekeepers,” to my stunned silence. This was a charming woman, who I adored, but who had never done anything but copy edit her way to editorship, had virtually no life experience, and as far as I could see, no real interests, other than her career and comfort and Holt Renfrew.
Honey, I grew up in Westmount and there were a whole lotta women who thought they were gatekeepers too. Their world? Vanished without a trace.
This goes for almost anyone dug into the current “mainstream” of the culture, wrapped up in a plush packet, filled with velvet and down and praise for lo these many years. None of them has any idea of how real life is lived.
To a man or woman, right and left, they are all scathing of the messy unwashed populists thronging the streets of the world fit to be tied by their lives being foreshortened with every single year that passes. Like Brooks, they flatter themselves with droning graduate level synopses of conservative (or liberal) thought over the ages, compare it to Trump’s syntax and cry ‘Civilization is DEAD!”
Never mind the badly dressed, snorting barely-humans at the barricades. They have no beef, no complaint, just shut up. They are anathema, human garbage who dare to rebel against the ferocious incompetence of their so-called leaders who have assumed police power over every aspect of their lives.
Brooks et al are part of the New Class, a group identified by William F, Buckley’s National Review sometime in the 70’s, forgive me for not bothering to check, I have just plodded my way through several thousand words of basic conservative thought history, which I rather hoped I’d read for the last time, the last time I was plodding through the virtues of Locke and Montesquiou and Burke.
The New Class for those who haven’t done the plodding is that modern caste of brahmins and mandarin bureaucrats who simply know better and who clip a bit of every dollar in the economy until those dollars reach those people who produce the product as 40% of what’s left. Every career politician, bureaucrat, contract worker, academic, consultant, union head, etc etc etc. The people my industrialist father used to call parasites.
Anyway to get to the part where Brooks says conservatism is dead, despite the three billion strong furious anti-government populists simmering in their houses, getting ready to take power, because damn, this is coming whether Brooks likes it or not.
Turns out he doesn’t actually have an argument. He just devolves into Trump frenzy.
Let me count the risibilities:
1. Conservatism ended with Mitt Romney in 2012. (I died laughing at that one – the vulture capitalist is the true conservative.)
2. Populists are spiritually sick because they don’t listen to the New Class anymore. (Do you ever ever ask yourself why?)
3. We know better. We can cite Burke.
4. All of life is seen as an incessant class struggle between oligarchic elites and the common volk (well yeah)
5. A lot of my friends are trying to reclaim the GOP and make it a conservative party once again. I cheer them on (ie listen you common volk who can’t cite Burke)
6. He makes the usual charge of racism at Americans complaining about people and criminals flooding across the southern border, calling it a rejection of “pluralism”. Because Brooks never leaves his leafy bower, he has no idea how people live anymore.
Here, I’ll tell him. It doesn’t matter what damned color or sex you are, as long as you’re not grifting off us. The immigrants and criminals flooding across the border don’t end up in university towns and the upper west side. They end up in small towns who can’t afford to pay for them. Their services are overwhelmed, their hospitals and schools broken by the floods of sick, hungry people who are basically illiterate. Who immediately start stealing because they are freaking hungry and Brooks and his ilk don’t pay for anything, so the badly dressed volk are stuck with it.
7. “As long as the warrior ethos dominates the GOP, brutality will be admired over benevolence, propaganda over discourse, confrontation over conservatism, dehumanization over dignity”. (This is shameless bullshit. Warrior ethic my ass- without it Brooks and his parents and grandparents would still be laboring as heavily discriminated against Jewish peasants in Russia.)
8. Brooks penultimate para: In 2021, the core threat is social decay. The danger we should be most concerned with lies in family and community breakdown, which leaves teenagers adrift and depressed, adults addicted and isolated. It lies in poisonous levels of social distrust, in deepening economic and persisting racial disparities that undermine the very goodness of America—in political tribalism that makes government impossible.
Oh my God, haven’t we had enough of this garbled preaching? I’m kindof with Lenin and Mao here. I think Brooks, Frum, the lady plutocrat who pays for this self-regarding horseshit, and all the rest of them, should go and work in a damned field for a few years, sleep with the peasants and eat at the Olive Garden.
Families are breaking down you awful vain piece of humanity, because they don’t have enough money. It has all been stolen by you, the new class working for the plutocrats who own your withered sedentary behinds. It is you and your paymasters who have have gutted their towns and industries – hello Mitt Romney – stolen their bright children and corrupted them, and reduced their lives to the economic level at which their grandparents existed, but now both man and wife must work ten hour days if they’re lucky enough to find work. It’s economic war which Brooks supported every inch of the way, waged by the very rich on everyone else. It is entirely fitting that his publishers – Mdm Jobs and Carlos Slim are paying for what can only be seen as propaganda as vile, constrictive and extractive as the medieval Catholic Church.
To the fields. For five years. Then maybe you’d write something you haven’t written eighteen thousand times before. Not that I care. You are irrelevant.
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