Guess where they’d like to shove this Soros fist!
Say you want to rule the world and aim to make it stick too? It is of course late in the day, that’s already a done deal but let’s suppose you had to do it again, that would require key ingredients for ultimate success. You could choose the seemingly easy route of hiring experienced hands but old dogs don’t always know the rightest tricks.
Or you can follow a ye olde route set by master plunderer favourites, tease ‘em with tantrums! The most efficient template for world domination at work in the past century has been nearly invisible to the public at large and a boon to wacky, hare brained and often bloodthirsty accidental academics. It emanates from much further back than that though. In pithy simulation of the restless gods of Olympus, a plunder engorged and thoroughly bored London elite restlessly debated where the next bonanza might lie.
The consensus among top 17th century elites who dealt with foreign interests was that streamlining was key, they’d all have to sing from the same hymn sheet at all times everywhere in order for the people to be guided according to elite wishes yet believe government was their own control mechanism. The largest owners of capital in The City of London habitually hired advisors, the best and brightest minds when they came to wide prominence, it was the normal procedure still practiced till the modern day.
For the caper the central players had in mind though, the elite couldn’t take a chance that a genius would be born somewhere that they didn’t control. It would have been as hazardous as Jesus Christ returning to personally kick them out of The Temple. Great concerted effort was made to coax every budding Diogenes out of his hiding place and buy him outright. They opened lending libraries; masses of literature came into the hands of the general public and reading transformed many who were once thought simple of mind into giants.
It worked a treat, go look at English achievements launching the Industrial Revolution and then visit articles on the Nest of Genius that was Adam Smith’s Edinburgh. Natural progression was bound to invite resistance in some form or other, most certainly to be accompanied by articles in the new broadsheet newspapers rising in popularity and starved for stories to grab reader attention. Every ingenious child was anticipated like mummy’s bastard to either be embraced as theirs or strangled mercilessly in it’s crib.
In 1714, Mandeville with his Fable of the Bees forged a double-edged sword in prose and everyone who read it felt they’d either discovered or missed something. It was ignored for the most part but sent tremors through an unseen segment of society that could hardly control their glee at having their own mysterious behaviour explained to them in a poem. Some elites were transformed on the spot, a roadmap to a new Damascus lay before them and they took the bit. Who’s Mandeville, Man of The City?
PBS, the US public broadcaster wasn’t joking when they named their historical series The American Experiment; the joke is always on us.The City campaign planners did get their money’s worth with side players helping to bring elaborate pantomimes to prominence and nudge in emotive legislation to the average Englishman’s detriment. Real estate scams of monolithic proportions pay, William Penn’s Trial charade has now been confirmed to be something else altogether, a Command Performance no less.
Legends of the American Republic’s beginnings were conjured up years before they transpired. Tell someone at any Olde Pennsylvania Tavern George Washington hadn’t slept there during ‘The War of Independence’ as their signs boast and they’d skin you alive. When did he fight? There actually were six (6) presidents before ‘I cannot tell a lie, I chopped down the Cherry Tree!’ Washington was enshrined as Caesar cum Zeus.
The rumour that he was a bastard son of Lord Baltimore was quashed early on but there’s no denying the pedigree of America’s greatest heroes connects with an elite British lineage and branches throughout Europe. Lord Cornwallis made a great show of seeking a truce at Yorktown the tourist industry couldn’t live without. He raised his white flag but talk in London at the time said fingers were crossed behind his back, nobody knew why he wore a smirk the moment he’d lost the war. Fact or legend?
Having established one good guy, consider the top baddy; Benedict Arnold, traitor to the American cause. His exploits were cheered in Britain but it just wasn’t enough to keep the colonists within George III’s grasp, or so they say. 110 years after Benedict’s apparent failure, his descendent Henry Harley ‘Hap’ Arnold was born to clear the family name, which supposedly goes back to Saxon roots. The top Air Force General was a flying apprentice to the Wright brothers. Yet another contracting coincidence?
Americans do eat up an overcoming adversity opus; this General Arnold was a bloody hero in every imaginable way too, they said. He boldly joined what his ancestor had resisted and helped lay the foundations for a new improved empire in his own lifetime. Patriotism seldom resembles a sinister plan when one is in the middle of defending their country but here we have two Arnolds who balanced extreme choices based on specialist knowledge rather than what passed for education to their contemporaries.
The ruling class will know recognise and promote each other no matter what garment they wear or role they may play, they are afforded the wisdom to properly segregate themselves from others as they entice the masses to extreme behaviour. Gotta know the drill and as we approach the absurd Endgame as envisioned by Samuel Beckett, it’s clearer than ever Mandeville’s poem inhabits the elite textbooks. How else would they know that in order to get American worker bees under control, they’d first have to trick them into believing they’re all soaring eagles;
The good Arnold?
Fable of the Bees
A Spacious Hive well stock’d with Bees,
That lived in Luxury and Ease;
And yet as fam’d for Laws and Arms,
As yielding large and early Swarms;
Was counted the great Nursery
Of Sciences and Industry.
No Bees had better Government,
More Fickleness, or less Content.
They were not Slaves to Tyranny,
Nor ruled by wild Democracy;
But Kings, that could not wrong, because
Their Power was circumscrib’d by Laws.
As Pride and Luxury decrease,
So by degrees they leave the Seas,
Not Merchants now; but Companies
Remove whole Manufacturies.
All Arts and Crafts neglected lie;
Content the Bane of Industry,
Makes ‘em admire their homely Store,
And neither seek, nor covet more.
So few in the vast Hive remain;
The Hundredth part they can’t maintain
Against th’Insults of numerous Foes;
Whom yet they valiantly oppose;
Till some well-fenced Retreat is found;
And here they die, or stand their Ground,
No Hireling in their Armies known;
But bravely fighting for their own;
Their Courage and Integrity
At last were crown’d with Victory.
They triumph’d not without their Cost,
For many Thousand Bees were lost.
Hard’ned with Toils, and Exercise
They counted Ease it self a Vice;
Which so improv’d their Temperance,
That to avoid Extravagance,
They flew into a hollow tree,
Blest with content and Honesty.
When America is construed as the hollow tree in the conceptual terms of Mandeville’s time, ‘You betcha!’ anything’s possible. American Independence never happened all the way, sort of and remember too this was a scientifically driven era. The Nobs let the Serfs run free for a while to round them up later and fleece the enlarged herd.
The contrived awakening to present American dilemmas via conspiracy sites and the simplicity of the counterattack to snuff out dissenters to government edict is all in the age-old script, it’s expected and provisioned for and you probably paid for it, a small part at least. But people prefer legends, the elite know this and expect Constitution believing Americans will fight to take back a country that only truly existed in history books, re-establish it on a vision of fairness that has globalist power brokers pissing themselves with laughter. The 26% FED owning ‘Others’ are particularly tickled pink.
Profoundly agitated Americans are making a misguided but concerted effort to escape encroaching destiny by declaring one’s self a Sovereign Citizen or a Freeman on the Land. That’s an invented mind game too that operates on the same principle as Jesuit Counterpoint to confound with a puzzle that promises a prize in revelations if solved. Does HM Treasury have an account in your name with minimum value pegged at £750 million, sterling? Or was that $750 thousand from the IRS?
People are happiness junkies and the elite paid to sort that outcome, many will do anything to feed their ego in unregulated overdoses, the media has coddled and entertained them and they always come back for more. Women barter their booty to get into clubs and men accept any manner of indignity to be able to one day say ‘hi mum’ on the TV, get that 15 minutes of fame done and dusted. No wonder people get lost and search out nonsense that’s also cryptically cooked up by elites to fool them.
How else did the enforcer class rope us to voluntarily enter their maze if they weren’t following Mandeville’s observations? The American hive tolerates the likes of Alex Jones buzzing his endless reports to keep them grumbling, he has licence obviously. And selling water filters is all fine in the patriot opposition department but should the wrong charismatic leader arise via his network, we shudder to think of the clash. Let Jones rant on, he doesn’t seem to realise half of what he’s got linked is staged Newz.
Or perhaps he does know. Let’s at least give Jones credit for being clever enough to recognise the elite follow ze plan so it’s up to each of us to have our own or not if we choose. Elite agent infiltration can’t be defended against; they’ve had centuries if not millennia of practice at it. Their most attractive gig in the mechanics of success in the highest tier of the wealth zone has very much depended on stealthy recruitment under cover of irresistible benevolence. The tax-free foundations have the world in their fist.
For example, when super rich steel magnate Andrew Carnegie emphasised his humble origins and left his worldly goods to a foundation, nobody could have imagined the countless libraries implanted around the world would serve as talent spotters through membership registration data. The best and brightest got position; scholarships and bursaries to higher education or the chop of abject anonymity for life on the spot!
In a more genteel era, recipients felt an obligation to their benefactors so many dismissed their own morals to close up all the loopholes in the elite plan to control humanity. By the 60’s, protégés who’d reached high positions and achieved tenure transformed universities, abandoned scholarship altogether for emotive revisionism.
Look up the definition on any online dictionary and you find universitas linked but there’s no relationship; it’s there to befuddle. The hidden etymology of the name is said to come from Medieval Pisa and denotes the union of 3 words, uni= 1 vers=verse itas from etat=state. It’s the State of 1 Verse and only one but whose you ask? It’s hard to tell just yet but provenance to singing from a single hymn sheet is in no doubt. Plato’s Academy only taught the way to acquire wisdom and advised getting second and third opinions but streamlined knowledge sells better when attached to a system of gee wiz fiat finance that rewards the immature in spirit.
Let’s face it, brilliant people designed a trap to be efficiently brutal in trapping other people who are slightly less clever. When someone with a capacity to stand up and make a rational observation, think on their feet, shout down pompous demagogues rises, they’re shut down or turned from their path in life so as not to threaten the power in future. They are normally co-opted in some way or other and they’ll even be illicit drug customers to boot when life’s lack of meaning drags them to the bottom.
The imported socialist education model in the 60’s twisted the right people’s heads the wrong way around as Che poster sales attested. With endless access to public funds for duff projects, much LSD was consumed and that put an end to plausible would be challengers of The Man. Soft target weed busts created snitches for life or at least people who could be easily blackmailed when their high life led to bizarre behaviour.
Some gave up altogether, moved to communes or Canada’s BC Bud country but by the end of the post-war boom, it was Wall Street or the Peace Corps for those who wanted to only half sell out. The well connected didn’t even have to be numerate to climb the ladder of success, they were simply required to push Carbon Tax. They’ve been fed inside information from the security services whenever their knack for stock-picking failed to pan out because the same facade is used to launder CIA drug cash.
What use is an expert on Andean Shamanism running a Green Hedge Fund to Yanks that their taxes were channelled to fund his educationality? Mandeville did call it ‘wild Democracy ‘. We were warned! The hive is grumbling to perfection, all signs point to a skewed reality that in the end guarantees civil strife through agitation by the state’s own operatives who could not otherwise find employment in any colony of the sane.
Protest is of no use whatsoever, it’s a zombie fest and photo opportunity that lends credence to a state’s desire to up the security budget. For those who recognise what they’re witnessing the time is ripe for a non-aggressive solution, to leap off the fiat runaway train and stand on solid ground again. The elite won’t stop progress if you choose to be genuinely self-reliant, as you can and when you are able. But they will crush anyone like a bug, anyone who shows signs of weakness, who proves to be a coward. Get fit now while you can, they invented hokey Evolution too, remember?
“The histories of mankind are histories only of the higher classes.”
Malthus
