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History is more or less bunk
- Henry Ford
The larger context of Ford’s quote was he was bitching about the pointlessness of living in the past. Ford was saying that we don’t need tradition. We need the present. That history is what we make now.
Very good.
But history, I believe, is—literally—TOTAL bunk!
And I’m willing to bet that Henry Ford might very well have known exactly what I am about to say, and perhaps that his “larger context,” the pointlessness of living in the past, was just a cover for what Ford really thought:
History is outright fraud.
It was 2020-2022…
I was making videos (a series called “Lucid Divide”) to counter COVID-industrial-complex propaganda and posting my videos on BitChute, Telegram, Rumble, and the like.
These were mini productions: scripted, edited, and researched. But what I discovered doing the research was genuinely bizarre. The so-called “trusted” news platforms were pumping out pure crap—every day—all the time!
What were supposed to be pressing news stories were junk from top to bottom. There was no journalism anywhere. They were straight-up propaganda pieces. They started with a headline meant to nudge the public in an obvious direction. Headlines were followed by paragraphs of gobbledygook, no actual reporting. Many of the articles read like grade-three book reports.
And everything was cut and paste, from one news site to the next.
So, what does this have to do with HISTORY?
Well...
These “news” articles (often science and medicine) from the New York Times, the Toronto Star, CNN, BBC, etc., are the official record of what supposedly happened.
In other words, anyone who looks back to read what happened between 2020 and 2023 (and counting)—is reading a FICTIONAL ACCOUNT of reality! A fairy tale so thick and dense that it makes the Amazon forest look like a handful of trees next to a backyard swing set.
But I’m afraid that it goes even deeper than that.
And here’s where I must confess something up front: I’m sorry to admit that I was (for quite some time) a firm believer—in climate change. I know! (Up until a few years ago.)
I was up to date on all the latest headlines of melting glaciers and Alaskan oil drilling. I read books like Naomi Klein’s This Changes Everything and knew the names of the key movers and shakers. And I couldn’t have gotten it more wrong!
Climate change IS a hoax!
What’s happening right now?—the wildfires sweeping across world headlines?—torching through Canada, Maui, and wherever’s next?—are NOT what the mainstream media is reporting.
Something much darker is at play here.
Because once you discover that world events are being fabricated? That “trusted sources” are anything but? That the media is spinning an endless web of lies?
—You realize (in horror) that much of HISTORY ITSELF is now in question.
A recent example:
For me, Donald Trump is just a pseudo-celebrity from the ’80s—a rich guy having an affair on his (former) wife Ivana with apple-pie Marla Maples. I see him as neither a savior nor a villain. But I can report to you—with absolute assurance!—that Donald Trump and Vladimir Putin mean shit to each other. That the Putin/Trump/Russia story that plastered the mainstream press for over four years was 100% fake!
You don’t NEED to be a Trump fan to know this. You don’t even need to be an investigative reporter to see through the utter LACK of investigative reporting known as Russiagate! You just need a bullshit meter and an eye for bad storytelling.
And that’s what it’s all about—all of it (or most of it)—bad storytelling.
9/11 was a false flag and a massive fraud. It was a magic show of unprecedented scope, foisted atop a worldwide stage. And the official record of what actually happened—is full of shit, as it was at the time.
The moon landing? Well, if you haven’t already done so, go back and take a look. They’ve lost the ORIGINAL footage (wink), but the photos and 2009 “restored copies” speak for themselves.
In other words, the history we were raised on... Those big moments in time on which we hung our hats... Those “I remember when” moments… The whole damn thing…
—Is full of gaping holes!
History is as fake as the fire engine that just drove past my window at 6:18 AM—sirens blaring. Yes!—they are doing it again! All day long! Driving around with sirens blaring in a city that’s small enough to know that it would have already wholly been burned to the ground if the sirens were real—if they weren’t all for show. One big show. But for who?
For me.
For you.
For the people of the city that I live in.
For the greater world at large.
It’s flat-out storytelling—like “Sirens blaring…”.
It’s the story of a fire. A fire that is burning everywhere. Maybe not here (though it’s meant to sound like it)—but in Maui or western Canada. It doesn’t really matter where.
It’s the story!—of a WORLD on fire.
The blaring sirens?—they’re just there for effect. To sell the big lie. In the hearts of millions. The same way the empty sirens were used for effect during the infamous COVID lockdowns. If the people weren’t dying, they should at least feel the discomfort of the fear—of the grand story. Of the greatest plague of all time.
Will this summer go down in history as the year our world was on fire?
You betcha it will!
Because climate change is a FICTIONAL story.
Just like the Spanish Flu of 1918. Sure, some of the details might contain a fragment of substance. But the framing of the thing is undoubtedly a whopper of a lie. Because the photos, even to the untrained eye, look as posed and staged as the COVID mask photos from out of Iran.
We live within their stories.
Stories being spun for us—so that we do not spin our own.
The last thing Mr. Global (aka the cryptocracy) needs is a population of vibrant storytellers, a world full of thriving, creative beings.
My God!
What would happen?! If they made up their own stories?! Which would be so much better than ours?!
Stories of freedom and innovation.
Stories of true health and genuine medical progress.
Of free energy.
Of laws that make sense.
And the worst part?—is that we, the parasitic storytellers, would have nothing to feed off of! Nothing to gain! We would have no money. No power. Nothing to scheme over. Nothing to manipulate.
It would be frigging hell on Earth—for us.
And that’s a horrible idea for our next story.