Them markets are-a-buckin'. Them fires are-a-ragin'. And them russkies'll be invading any minute! Ye gads!
The populace is glued to their device screens and the glue is getting stickier.
I don’t see how this planet can keep spinning like this without utterly seizing-up.
In the late 90's I remember getting supposed intel that the rough dates for really going into "Operation: Mindhump the Masses" was for 2015-2020. So now that we are smack-dab in the middle of it, do I not see the junkyard from the junk? Has the overton window moved for me also, and the water warmed up oh-so incrementally that I can’t tell that the hot-tub is in fact a boiling crucible and I’m in it?
Perhaps.
But think about this: we’ve got a crude orange gameshow-host billionaire for president who is either a messiah or the antichrist, depending on your high-school colors.
It’s like everyone is blind, messed up on strange opiates, flouridated, chemtrailed, binge-watched, twitter-facebook fed and nobody really knows that they are being funnelled right into the chute for the soul-slaughter while the late night talk-show hosts smarmily grin on the screen.
Here’s what you should do: wake up.