More strange beings from the Realm of Possibility.

I was browsing my copy of Subjugating a Populus for Dummies and I was reading the section on Flashpoints and Hot Bed Topics. It was talking about finding that one issue that you can use to exert complete control in the name of national security in a time of crisis. With Trump, I was certain it was going to be the BLM protests. But that didn’t quite make it that far.

With Biden on his way in, I have to change my prediction and go with Masks. This whole mask thing is playing right into their plans. All these Anti-Maskers are the live free, liberty or death, fuck the government types. I get it, but as a man who has distrusted and despised our leaders since birth, my desire to oppose them is only eclipsed by my desire to not play into their hands and give them any excuse to clamp down.

People need to learn how to fly under the radar, hide in plain sight, always look like you are doing exactly what you are supposed to be doing, especially when you are doing something you shouldn’t be doing, and most importantly our Government is like Agent Smith. Everyone who has gone up against an Agent has died.

Lots of things are going to disappear in the name of the greater good. The problem is the same politicians will be deciding that. The same ones that get to make the decisions in a socialist America. The same ones whose incompetance is the reason shit is fucked up now. The same ones who have been promising to save us from the “others”. The same ones we have been running back to time after time, like a toxic relationship.

The same ones who do not give two shits about We the People. Just our votes.

There is no reason in the 21st century that we have to accept being ruled by a group of people too old to know how to program a VCR. Despite the opinion of politicians, We the People are not the ignorant masses we were in 1776. Nor will we go quietly. Nor will we be condescended to by the intellectuals from the fantasy land of Academia. We demand results. Not lofty promises that you have no idea how to keep. Why? Because non of you really have to do anything. You don’t produce or create anything except excuses, lies and misery. And your failures are always somebody else’s fault. No sence of personal responsibility at all.

Try that shit in my kitchen. You’ll be crying in the walk in by mid shift. If my sous chef let’s you live that long.

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