Absolutely nothing. If you believe the song by Edwin Starr, anyway. I disagree. Eisenhower warned in the 1950s about the military industrial complex in the USA and sadly, time has proved him right, with a gigantic industry going on that relies on conflicts occurring in faraway places. All under the modern excuses of protecting democracy, while, it may be noted, most of the action seems to occur in resource-rich countries like Afghanistan, Iraq, and Libya, but countries like Zimbabwe are left to collapse.
Take for example, the latest situation in Ukraine. When it comes down to it, it’s a conflict based on what media tells us is happening. Unless we actually have our own feet on the ground, or know someone there who can tell us better, then it may as well all be lies, exactly the same as Orson Welles and his radio dramatisation of War of the Worlds in 1938, that had Americans packing their bags and fleeing for the hills. However that might have saved them is unclear, but I’m wishing I knew someone in Ukraine or Russia border regions who could tell me what the fear level really is.
Initially, stock markets responded by marking down Russian shares, and they have declined markedly, by about 30% since October last year, suggesting the insiders were in the know, as per usual. The USA continued to rise until a couple of weeks ago, since when it has fallen markedly too, along with EU markets. It’s interesting that the UK has not joined in the falls, and it could be that a market containing lots of resource, oil and financial stocks may be resilient in the coming years. Last couple days though, things have changed, with marked rises in Russian stocks especially, but the US beginning to curve upwards again too. The conclusion must be that the insiders know World War 3 isn’t happening quite yet and just perhaps the USA has had a little bit of a bloody nose from a playground scrap against a more established player. In fact, the USA has quietly slunk away, defeated from a few scraps in recent years. They tried to start a coup in Venezuela, the world’s richest nation in oil reserves and failed, suggesting the decline of this cycle of their power is well and truly underway.
So, what do we learn from all this? Wars happen and mostly they are engineered by someone looking to profit in some way. It wouldn’t surprise me if Ukraine agrees a major arms deal with the USA in coming months, to help defend against the Russian “threat” and the military industrial complex continues to profit from human misery and fear. As an outsider, with no hope of knowing when the next conflict incident is planned, My reading of this is : buy Russia, they really have it all, the resources and tons of under-used agricultural land that once supplied the world and just perhaps, buy the UK. People are still convinced Brexit was a bad idea, but the performance of UK stocks and funds suggests they have missed out on ten years of very good rises. Perhaps they missed that Royal Dutch Shell decided the EU is such a bad place to be, they dropped the Dutch after over 100 years and moved their head office to the UK in December 2021. It goes back to thinking before that resource stocks and banks may well be the right places to be for the next ten years. I am in no way saying that it’s going to be a great ten years for people living in the UK. “We are on a train journey, and some of the people on the train at the beginning are not going to be there at the end”, as I was once told by my employer during a meeting where mass redundancy was clearly planned. With coming rises in food prices, living in a country that must import over half it’s food and can easily be blockaded by uncooperative neighbours might not be a picnic. However, resource companies with their HQ there, but most of the earnings coming from elsewhere in the world, may well be a great place to be for your hard-earned savings. Along with…choke…big pharma. Reminds me of another war going on right under our noses that few are even aware of, the war on humanity itself.
Global financial systems tend to last around fifty years, before dying and being replaced by something new. Normally in both a mix of managed and big bang, if that makes sense. Certainly, this is what happened in the late 1960s, leading to the USA closing the Gold window in 1971 and ending the convertibility of US Dollars to Gold at the fixed price of $35 an ounce. What a significant year 1971 was, for personal reasons too.
How Ironic he interrupted Bonanza to make an announcement about gold…
1980 was also significant, being the year it took $850 to exchange for one ounce of Gold. Yes, a twenty-times increase in nine years, for purchasing something and hiding it under the floorboards for the whole time. Sounds great, doesn’t it? And so it probably was, for those in the know, who had the opportunity to prepare early before the masses panic and pile in.
So, knowing that global financial systems change approximately every fifty years, we should be able to work out another monetary switch took place in 1921. This one wasn’t so clear, but it most certainly did.
Prior to world war one, the world largely operated on a gold standard, where prices were relatively fixed, or even falling with productivity improvements and living standards were rising. La Belle Epoque, as the French called it. A high point of human civilisation, that must have seemed at the time as if it would go on forever. Many in 1914 declared war too impossible to take place, as the world had become so intertwined and living standards had risen so high, only fools would want to destroy such a perfect world. Well, with the benefits of hindsight, perhaps not fools, but most definitely those with darker intentions and few scruples about the natural universal laws.
Naturally, wars are expensive, both in human and financial capital. Governments issued new bonds and demanded patriotism of their citizens, both in sacrificing their lives and investing their funds in pathetic investments that over the long term were guaranteed to dilute their purchasing power. Interestingly, when I first followed financial markets in the 1980s, £100 war loan bonds were still trading in the UK, but with a terrible yield of perhaps, 3% and trading for around £40. Imagine what £100 could buy in 1940, versus what it could buy in 1990. As usual, the deal with government is a one-sided one and in this respect, nothing has changed for the better in one hundred years, but got markedly worse. By 1918, all sides were experiencing inflation (definition : increasing number of currency units chasing same quantity of goods) for the first time in generations and as the war ended, there was a chance that if the economies of the nations returned to anything like pre-war normal and soldiers spent the dormant earnings of the past years, inflation could’ve occurred massively. Also, there was a big question around gold no longer being able to back the number of currency units now in existence. Over the coming years, gold coins were quietly withdrawn from general circulation and replaced with pieces of paper promising the same thing, but now buying much, much less when it came to exchanges. The wisest members of the public surely kept a few gold sovereigns, if they had them, in the drawer for a rainy day. How interesting then, that a serious pandemic – Spanish Flu – came along for and semi-shut down these economies, causing large-scale unemployment and distortions for around two years.
Let’s compare it to now. In 2008, a great financial war began. One where if the natural laws were followed, the banks would’ve collapsed. Instead, they were put on life support at multi-trillion cost to the citizens of those countries affected. The war quietly continued for 11 years, with various actors and players of roles appearing to assuage and distract the public in the style of master magicians, watch what this hand is doing, don’t look at the other hand. It’s largely worked, unfortunately and people have been tricked, while the banks have recapitalised, made billions and are now perhaps good long-term investments for the next ten years, while they unscrupulously build large property portfolios of repossessed properties to be rented back to the dispossessed. In September 2019, the financial world creaked when interest rates on the repo market (short term overnight lending between businesses) spiked and everyone stopped lending to each other. All in one night. It’s very hard to find details on this, since the media completely failed to report it at the time, but the US Federal reserve began pumping billions nightly in to keep that market functioning, before Corona conveniently appeared and shutdown the world, just as Spanish flu did one hundred years ago.
I make no judgement on whether these pandemics are real or not. Only their mirrored effects in creating similar situations in the world. On this basis, they have been near-identical, so now for a prediction – Spanish flu, the mostly appalling misnamed illness of all time, considering the first case was reported in a Kansas military camp, began in 1918 and swept across the world in two years, dying out around 1920. From there, there was economic hardship and a stock market collapse during the period 1921-23, along with gigantic hyperinflation in Germany, which I covered in my book. After that, famously, the stock markets began a dramatic rise, peaking in 1929 and not finding their nadir until 1932. Perhaps the idea of a rhyming, roaring twenties is not yet done? Let’s imagine this scenario – Corona came in 2020 and perhaps Moronic Omicron is the one that dampens it down and things reopen after two years. Then economies readjust over the next few years with a destruction of money in the old system, before the new system is established. One thing is for sure, unless you are an insider, and I am clearly not, we need to retain our wits about us to survive and, just perhaps, prosper. Good luck!
As an aside, it fascinates me that the war ended on 11/11/18. An interesting date in itself. One that cleverly works worldwide, regardless of how you arrange the days and months, a bit like 6/6/44, or 7/7/05 – feel free to look those up if you are requiring historical insight. Few know that the war began on 111118 too. Oh wait no, I hear you say, it began in August 1914, when Archduke Ferdinand was amateurly assasinated by Gavrilov Princip in Belgrade, an assassination attempt so botched the driver had to help it happen. No, it began on 111118, as that was the number plate of the car the Archduke was on. 118 and gematria, you really can’t make this stuff up. Wake up and see the signs.
January 2022. Whoever thought they’d get here without being forced to take the medicine for cerveza sickness, as one finance channel on youtube calls it, to avoid the increasing censorship affecting anyone with a voice outside the official narrative.
Silence here does not mean that there’s been a failure to observe what is going on and where this is all headed. In December, my gestapo train moment came, where the conductor asked to see my papers and I was found wanting, a valid paid-for ticket was no longer enough to use public transport. He went off to call the police, but they never appeared and I sneaked off one stop early to avoid the possible confrontation. Zieg Heil.
Now everyone is well into this coronapas, it’s worth pointing out that the official vaccine manufacturers only promise is that you will not suffer [ coronavirus / covid-19 ] as badly. They DO NOT, yes, DO NOT, promise that it will lessen infection or transmission. A New England Health journal study has recently proven it and if you don’t trust me, you must trust the science of the good folks of Harvard and Yale, right? In fact, some studies even found that some vaccines increase transmission rates – no surprise to me, I often felt I could tell if people near me had just been done and were shedding their viral load on me. In other words, coronapas is worse than useless and gives a false trust. It is of course being pushed for another reason.
If I was to predict where this is likely to go next, and I will, after all this is my currently-uncensored outlet, then here we go…the official narrative is saying Omicron (anagram : moronic) is not as serious in hospitalisation and deaths. In other words, the virus is dying out. However, this was never about a virus, oh no, although the virus concept has been useful in controlling the public into accepting things they would never accept under normal circumstances. This was about the next financial system.
Think about this. Now, everyone, or almost everyone, has a tracking app on their mobile phone. People who never, ever bothered with smartphones before now have to own one to do once-mundane tasks such as visit the barbers or eat in a restaurant and, alongside this, the people themselves are magnetised beings on the internet of things, with every booster increasing their intake of graphene oxide now silting up inside their bodies. We are now incredibly close, if not already there, to that point where people can be tracked to the extent of their body activity. Exactly what patent WO2020060606A1 was about, a cybercurrency earnt by body activity. In this future monetary system, users will earn the credits direct to their coronapas wallet, granted by the omnipresent AI-god, who, being omnipresent can just as easily take away, or block usage of, if the users overindulge in eating meat, put out too much rubbish in the bin or claim to be working when their body activity suggests they sat still and browsed facebook. When that happens, you may regret your eagerness to download the coronapas a few years prior. If you still have a mind capable of regret, that is.
Naturally, millions will die. That’s the plan. It’s quite literally written in stone on the Georgia guidestones, that the world population should be under 500 million. You’ve seen how easy it was to get people into a panic with a virus that TV told them existed, even if their eyes when they went out did not. This next one, whenever it comes, perhaps the Marburg virus, created in a lab in one of the founding illuminati German cities, is planned to be the one where people see the bodies in the streets, blood pouring out of eyes, ebola-style. Or maybe it’ll be the remotely-triggered zombie apocalypse, in the style of Doctor Who or Kingsman. Whatever, people are planned to die.
And best of all, just like Nazi Germany, the people wanted it, they cheered for it and they jeered those who fought against it, ultimately in many cases cheering on their forced sterilisation or removal to the concentration camps. Until it was their turn, anyway. Good fortune.
“Some men just want to watch the world burn.” – Alfred Pennyworth, The Dark Knight (Batman)
If I was to construct a plan with the final objective of watching the world burn, I wouldn’t know where to start, but some people clearly do. For, since March 2020, you couldn’t have introduced a better set of policies to achieve this and worse, the majority of people are going along with it without realising the final endgame and the consequences for them and their way of life.
The main thing that triggered this post has been the recent 50% increase in electricity prices here, followed by an email telling me the price of my wood pellets for heating was going up 10%, followed by another email one month later telling me that…the price is going up another 10% due to increasing raw materials, manufacturing and transport costs. You could not get a clearer message that survival is the future name of the game and soon it won’t be worth working, not at the current rates of pay, at least and time will be best spent fighting for the remaining toilet rolls on the supermarket shelves at any price. Welcome back to the 1970s, a time of shortages, conflicts, stagflation, stock market crashes and inflation. Unless things change, expect the same once more for a new generation, only greatly amplified due to globalisation and the loss of local self-reliance. I myself have clear memories of my mother making hotpot using the electric cooker in the allocated 4 hours of rationed electricity time, in the UK and sitting with candles on dark (k)nights. Oh how it was kind of fun as a child and besides, with a TV with only 2 or 3 channels to choose from and no internet, technology was not so missed as it would be today. Can you imagine the freaking out for many, if the mobile phone goes flat and it cannot be recharged?
So, let’s look at some of the ways the world is burning. Advance warning – in some cases, it really is, literally :-
Paying productive people to stay at home and do nothing, rather than contribute, or worse, paying them to do unproductive tasks like PCR testing (possibly, this is destructive, but let’s leave that for another day). All the while, increasing the taxation and debt burden on the shrinking productive sector. For yes, furlough still exists, paying people close to full salaries to stay at home and do nothing, while the better employees get paid the same and are required to actually go to work and carry the load of two people.
Telling businesses to not let in particular customers, or lock down completely and suffer the consequences. You’ve probably seen those consequences on your very own High street, where many businesses have closed down completely? Certainly, even if some did not go bust, many owners seem to have decided it’s a good time to retire. It would have been nice to see more businesses resist, like the hairdressers in Bradford who stayed open throughout and accumulated over £18,000 of illegally-issued fines, which recently got written off. Common Law and Maritime law are worthy of additional study, if we are to survive.
Ordering farmers to burn or destroy crops instead of allowing them to reach the free markets and reduce rising prices. Every food commodity is going up in price, just look at corn and beef, for example.
Emptying reservoirs at a key time. This one is a worldwide occurrence when you start looking, and has left many, such as California farmers, puzzled as to why their fields stand barren and unproductive while water is, quite literally, flushed down the drain.
After years of simply burning excess natural gas into the atmosphere, it’s become the new hot commodity. Perhaps next time someone tells you that you are responsible for the global warming con, you should picture this burning that’s been going on for years. Natural gas prices are now up over five times in just a few months. It could have been eased had the pipeline from Russia had been allowed into Western Europe, but again, interference with perhaps darker motives has played a part. Natural gas isn’t just used for heating homes and generating electricity, it is one of the main components of fertiliser production, so expect this to feed into higher food prices too.
Starving traditional energy production of finance – you must’ve heard the awful ESG stamp on some investing funds, promising not to invest in dirty businesses. Define dirty. I note the influential Blackrock in the USA made promises here. Here’s some financial musing – think of completely avoiding any fund with ESG compliance and buy funds that unashamedly invest in oil, coal and essential resources – the world needs them and will continue to do so for a long, long time. In fact, the IT sector knows this and the cynic within me wonders if the gigantic predicted increases in power consumption forecasted for the next 20-30 years are due to increased IT usage for the mega-servers of the internet of things. The secondary cynic also wonders how well those ESG funds will perform in the coming years, when it comes to the pensions of the masses. I bet the investment bank fees are good though and, for sure, when you collect your meagre pension they will console you by saying you invested to save the planet. Shame you’re starving to death because your pension has been stolen from you, but hey?
The U.K. quite cleverly introduced a new legal grade of petrol in September 2021, with twice as much ethanol in it as before. They also introduced a very clever temporary shortage to clear the garage tanks of the old petrol, so the new grade could be rolled out. Okay, perhaps my cynical brain is in full flow today, but it’s hard not to be with stories like this. How is the ethanol produced? From corn, of course, so this new petrol puts even more pressure on food prices. Worse still, some older cars may end up with damaged engines from this new petrol grade and be fit only for the scrapheap. While getting older cars off the road is often touted as being good for the environment, don’t forget the gigantic manufacturing and transportation costs, or the estimated 500,000 litres of clean water used for every car produced.
By now, you should be aware that you are under attack from all directions and you’re probably wondering what you can do to counter some of this. I have often placed stock upon Zigging while the World Zags. In a time where people are spending more and more time in the virtual, meta world, you could probably not do much better than go out into the woods and hug a tree. After all, when was the last time you experienced a real hug, one with energy and genuine love? I’m not joking either, I personally am making major steps to more frequently let the mobile phone go flat – at the very least it’d be interesting to see what happens if I do once the covid passport is mandatory. Yes, once. Do – talk to people (or trees), read books, write with a pen and paper, meditate and listen to the birds sing. Don’t – watch TV (there’s a reason it’s called TV programming), subscribe to Netflix, read newspapers or drive when you could walk. Feeding the machine with your energy cannot be a good thing. Of course, there are some things I cannot overcome yet, such as working in IT and writing this electronically, but there again, put your supposed carbon footprint into the context of those items above and realise it’s not your fault, or that of the neighbour you are being encouraged to hate.
As a final thought, in reverse Sumerian Gematria, Batman equates to 666…
Utopia : an imaginary perfect world, where citizens live in perfect, perpetual harmony
or alternatively :-
Utopia : 2013 Channel 4 UK television series, about some internet conspiracy realists, who discover a secret plot to reduce the population of the world to 500 million, by the creation of a fake virus scare and the releasing of the cure. A two-part vaccine designed to make the majority of the population infertile, bar a select few with certain genetic characteristics
Well, with an outrageous plotline like that, I am not surprised it sank into only being known and remembered by outliers of society, right? I mean, honestly, how ridiculous to think that human beings would fall for something so ludicrous and far-fetched. After all, this plot to kill 500 million people is just a bizarre conspiracy theory, yes?
Actually no, it’s quite literally written in stone. In the state of Georgia, USA, you will find the Georgia Guidestones, along with ten new commandments for us all to follow. Moses would be impressed, although the writing quality and clarity of the message has been somewhat lost compared to the literary sharpness of Thou shalt not Kill. In fact, those ten commandments are not only clear but when you think about it, but most of them are variations of steal – transgressions against the life of your fellow man. Quite simple to obey and easy to know yourself. Your soul will tell you if you’re abiding by them or not.
Then what about the other parts of the story? I won’t even try to explain, just watch this short trailer here and decide for yourself.
As an advance warning, there is quite a lot of violence in there, especially one scene early on that I had to completely skip. I can see though, that it is probably necessary to show the extent dark forces will go to to achieve their goals, but I abhor TV violence. I believe young minds find it hard to differentiate between TV and reality and this normalises it. This desensitisation reminds me of a work incident once, where I was tricked into watching a man be gaffa-taped to a chair and choked with his own tie, his fellow employees all standing around mocking, all under the guise of him deserving it because he had visited a virus-infested website on the work computer. They called it Mandatory Security Training and for some reason, everyone else watched it, thought this all to be normal and I find that rather worrying if so. The complete disregard for the trauma they may cause on fellow employees by releasing this and calling it mandatory, disgusts me even now. I also always find it interesting how the people promoting population reduction never see themselves as part of the problem they’ve identified. This series is full of hidden references that would be completely missed had it been watched back in 2014. Like the “good” health minister being manipulated out of his role and replaced by the vaccine champion with a hidden agenda, Tyrian purple, freemasonic symbology and not least, the pharmaceutical company producing the vaccine being called Corvadt. . This kind of subtle wordplay is often present in television and film. it’s also interesting that Channel 4 dropped the show after two series, but it got taken up by Amazon and I would guess redirected toward a safer route by Mr Bezos. John Cusack is now the main star and, while he may be good at making himself a suitable beta male for alpha widows in Hollywood films by appearing to be a good soulful guy who sands boats, I don’t see him being good here for passing on the message of what the show was really originally about.
Watch it.
Consider the Georgia stones again. Perhaps the main difference to absorb here is that whereas Moses dealt with commandments – simple laws of the universe that your soul itself will tell you when you are transgressing, the Georgia version deals with guides, mere suggestions on how to live life. I hope no-one falls for them, but I fear they will, since the sinister aspects are well hidden behind vaguely-written sentences, that hint at promises of the perpetually perfect harmony we all believe we want. We would know better if a full vaccine list had been released anywhere in the world for any brand, but it has not – only the active ones. To put that in perspective, Utopia lays it out that the ingredients causing the infertility are inactive, but are delivered separately in each dose and it’s only when mixed that they become active. Clever. It’s almost as if someone wrote this seriously to warn us of something. Indeed, someone (I forget who), once said that Fiction writing allows you to say true things that you could never say openly as truth. Do you dare to watch it? It may help you awaken from your hypnotic trance and helpfully, the whole series seems to be freely available on Bitchute.
New rules (not laws or commandments) for life written in stone, Tyrian Purple everywhere and a special product that is number 6 on the periodic table, comprised of six-sided molecules bonded six at a time possibly being injected into our bodies. It’s all sounding increasingly biblical, isn’t it? I’m not sure whose utopia it is, but it certainly isn’t mine.
Evergiven, Evergreen, Evergrande. Are you spotting a trend yet?
Let’s take a look at a few notable media stories of 2021. A ship blocks the Suez canal and massively disrupts global trade. A truck blocks a Chinese motorway. A supposedly closed down CIA front company that even Wikipedia states was used to transport top secret cargoes around the world re-emerges again and in this moment, a Chinese property company experiences financial difficulties. Few things in life are coincidences, less so when it comes to word games and numbers. Think of life as a series of subtle and direct attempts to hijack your mind, simultaneously trying to both modify your perceptions of the past and prepare you for a future you might otherwise not accept.
For a real insight into what may be going on here, let’s travel back in time to 1907 and take a look at the curiously-named Knickerbocker Trust. Back then, a new economic superpower was on the rise, one unaware of it’s strength, but already flexing muscles in Cuba and the Philippines. It’s people free, economically productive and quite probably proud of their achievements since independence from the current world superpower almost 130 years ago. Best of all, this country had no central bank, no income taxes and transacted using sound money – gold and silver. In a short space of time, the Knickerbocker trust went bust, dragging many banks and depositors down with it. Visualise the Mary Poppins Bank run and you perhaps get some idea how it probably was for many, but with no happy ending. Official story says financier James Pierpont Morgan came along, rallied the political and financial forces of the time and saved the day. This 1907 crash was heavily used as evidence of the need for a US central bank to manage a sound currency and provide a backstop against future failures. It only took six years and lo and behold, with a top secret clandestine meeting on Jeckyll Island, the federal reserve bank was formed. On those original simple metrics, you may wonder if it has succeeded much since but it’s certainly made a select few very rich.
Hop in the time machine to 2021 and there’s a new economic superpower on the up, one that after a period in isolation is growing, trading and allowing it’s citizens the freedom to accumulate wealth. Meanwhile, this nation accumulates gold and silver reserves, perhaps in preparation for a new currency based on sound money principles. What odds then, that someone, somewhere fancies undermining them and taking a cut for themselves? what better way to do it than a financial mishap, one that loses a lot of people a lot of money and sharpens the mind, as if it was a pencil, ready for drawing in their version of a new financial era instead?
Just as then, back in the 1900s, there’s no doubt a major war is not just brewing, but actively occurring. For now it’s done with financial and cyber terrorism, by dark forces that are perhaps not the ones you are led to believe they are. Deals done in darkened boardrooms or even via secure messaging software, by entities that have, quite possibly, never met in the physical world and never will. Entities that often share different or even opposing aims, but are content to ally with their opponents to achieve shorter term mutually beneficial outcomes. Who can make sense of it all? All we can probably know is that at some point this quiet, almost phoney, war will boil over into physical conflict of some type and scale, quite probably unlike the way prior wars have been fought. Don’t forget it only took 7 years from 1907 for a colossal conflict to begin.
As an aside, let’s not forget Matt Groening and his creation, The Simpsons. Do you remember the address of the Simpson’s? 742 Evergreen Terrace. Even now, as the memory whirrs, remember this song from the 1970’s? Yes, Evergreen has been exactly that, with us all year and every year.
A while ago, I wrote a post pointing out the 3 and 33 coincidences, if we can call them that, around this Crown virus crisis. It’s also good to know that (a) you’re not alone in spotting these coded messages and (b) however hard you try, as an uninitiate into the secret lore, there are so many more being pushed that you can’t find them all.
Just recently, it was highlighted to me that the code was put out there right at the beginning. A call to arms, perhaps, for each and every man to begin enacting his small part of the giant jigsaw puzzle. Ordo Ab Chao – Order out of Chaos or Order from Disorder, the motto of freemasonry. There’s certainly a been a lot of chaos this past year, just need to see what order is planned. It becomes more obvious when you see the robocops/police wandering around cafes and restaurants in France, tooled up in body armour and guns, demanding to see the telephone Coronapas of patrons. Somehow this is necessary and worse, considered normal. Anyway, cast your mind back to February and March 2020. Did you get the message when they talked about 33 cases in news stories across the world?
About 30 years ago, an enjoyable computer game appeared on the market that allowed you to run a city exactly the way you wanted it, allocating zones as residential or industrial, then building infrastructure such as power stations, roads and railways. As I recall, the success in the game was measured by the growth of your cityscape and the amount of taxes collected. It was called SimCity.
Now, amusing as it was, fast forward 30 years and it becomes clear that either someone played that game and decided that the real world could be structured the same way, or, the whole point of the game was to condition a certain type of thinking in people that things being decided by higher powers was good and that taxes were good. I can’t agree with either of those last two prepositions and as a result, I gave up on the game pretty quickly. I even felt some strange guilt as I flattened a developed residential zone and thought about those imaginary SIMulated citizens, the lives they’d built and the dreams they had, which I’d just crushed with my belief that I somehow knew better.
Looking back, it’s clear that the game could be viewed as some kind of psychology test for world improvers. I’d bet, for example, that most politicans were fans. Take Justin “trendy” Trudeau, for example. Yes, please, take him. Every time I see him now, I see a child who probably played SimCity incessantly, never stopping and maybe even having discussions with his Dad (Fidel, or Pierre, take your pick) to analyse where he’d gone wrong so he could be a better world improver when he grew up. For sure, to be a politician now means that you really do not see the people you are supposed to represent as valid human beings, just commodities that can be swept off the table or electronically deleted to suit your higher purposes. Take Richard Holden, ConSelfServative MP for Northwest Durham and his recent Facebook tirade that people refusing the COVID-19 vaccine are idiots. Part of me senses he knows he may not be needing their votes ever again in a future general election, so his true colours about not even seeing them as valid people is revealed. Either because they won’t be able to vote, or an election will not be happening.
So, how might a real-life Sim City work? Well, you’d certainly need a lot of technology to make it happen, wouldn’t you? A reliable, high-speed internet network that could monitor the success or failure of each zone and the infrastructure you were building. Like 5G, perhaps? Only a conspiracy theorist would think that though, because of course the 5G infrastructure investment has continued unabated during a time people were supposed to be in lockdown and it’s all so we can have faster internet to call the overworked NHS or watch Netflix*, isn’t it? Secondly, what measurements of real-life success would you use…happiness..probably no…financial, probably yes. So if we measure every life in those terms, it fits entirely with the elimination of low-economic activity generating pensioners and not really caring about how people are doing as long as the tax revenues are up. Depression could go through the roof and be seen as positive for economic activity, as long as those SIMs are buying their meds and still paying their taxes.
This leads to the third question – how do you get those SIMs to undertake what you want to do without protest, or at least too much protest and still continue to have them as productive citizens – productive on your terms where you get to take a cut of their productivity through taxes, anyway? As I get older, I become more and more aware the SIM city-style planning that was carried out on my own doorstep in the 1940s to the present day. Let’s begin by looking at World War 2, for example, and ask if someone looked at a map and thought it rather inefficient that much of Europe overlapped with unworkable borders, where whole regions were comprised of villages and towns where one might be 90%, say, German, then the next, say, 90% Polish. These people co-existed side-by-side and traded and often intermarried, but the barriers of language, culture and patriotism might lead a high level world improver to wonder how you could, well, improve things. Of course, you couldn’t take the map, draw your preferred line, then get these people to move, so it’d take something serious like a war with mass death and displacement to make it happen. Which is what did happen, along with the destruction of huge residential areas, now converted back to wilderness or industrial zones.
You may or not agree with me, but in the 1950s, Durham County council drew a categorised list of every town and village in the County as being A, B, C or D, with D meaning the village was not have any money spent on it and that the residents would be encouraged, by neglect and closure of key facilities, to move. Sim City planning at it’s finest, since the residents themselves were never told this was going on until people found out many, many years later. My grandparents own village was categorised as D. It still exists now, as it got swallowed up by urbanisation and has become quite a desirable place to live. If anything, this shows the failure of centralised planning compared to a free market.
Then we have city centre planning in Newcastle in the 60s and 70s. I sat in the car with my Dad in the 1970s and drove past rows and rows of empty Victorian terraced houses in Scotswood, Newcastle, scheduled for demolition following compulsory purchase and removal of the residents. Many of whom had lived there for generations. Again, human emotion, attachment and community means nothing to the average, yet very dangerous, central planner. Just cold hard credits. The real legacy of these central planners was not just the destruction of the communities, but the building of horrific tower blocks of low, low quality, followed by the exposed corruption of central planners like T. Dan Smith and the demolition of many of these blocks in subsequent years. Incidentally, the young me watched a cartoon called Mary, Mungo and Midge about living in one of these tower blocks that were being built at breakneck speed across the country, that I’d now see as brainwashing for children of what a better centrally-planned future is going to be.
So, what about the future, how might you control your SIMs? I think we all got a little insight into it about 6 weeks ago, without even realising it. Picture the scene I am about to describe as akin to as something from a James Bond film. The evil arch-villain sits on a swivel armchair in front of a large screen with a major public event taking place. He demonstrates his power at the press of a button and the result is available for all the others attending the video conference to see. The arch-villain (let’s call him Swabia, for no reason in particular), then swivels on his chair to face the other video conference attendees, stroking the cat on his knee and says confidently, in guttural English – “…well, gentlemen, you have now seen the power of our new technology, are you not impressed?”. The other attendees are impressed and shocked at the power of what they just saw and then the bidding, or negotiations for the coming power divide begin.
What event am I talking about? Well, the collapse of Christian Eriksen in the Euro 21 opening game in Copenhagen. It was unlike anything I have ever seen in my 40 years of watching football matches and especially not for a world superstar, primed to sporting readiness for this tournament. What’s interesting is that tweets did come out saying Eriksen had had his COVID-19 “vaccine” in May. Danish media were all quick to dismiss this, without actually saying at any point that he had not had the injection. This probably says a lot about the quality of media and journalism, no desire to track down the truth, or if the truth has been tracked down, pass it onto their readers. Subsequently, doctors have no idea what happened to Eriksen that night, he’s now fine, but they’ve fitted a pacemaker anyway (perhaps he should’ve said no to that) and it’s debatable whether he’ll ever play top level football again. Now, imagine if you had the power to exterminate SIMs who were past their use-by date, say, the old ones, or make people ill in residential areas that you wished to convert to industrial or run a new piece of infrastructure like a road or railway line through – on this basis it’s a very useful technology to have. SimCity is no longer a game, but becomes real-life.
Come to think of it, the city of the future may also be a Simp City, given the decline in testosterone and increase in oestrogen levels in men recorded these past years. Something to talk about another day.
As an aside, I cancelled Netflix about 6 years ago and I’m never going back. Not only is it a lot of mind-programming, I cannot tolerate TV series of more than, say, 6 episodes and no defined end. I haven’t even watched BBC since Christmas 2020.
We are shortly coming up to a major event in history. A fiftieth birthday party. No, not mine, which was back in April, but the current world petrodollar system will celebrate fifty years of life on 15th August.
I doubt there’ll be fireworks, unless of course the USA chooses it as a day to invade someone, or Israel fires off a few more rockets into Palestine. After all, it’s not really something the powers that shouldn’t be even want you to know about, so any celebrations will likely be behind closed boardroom and palace doors, unseen. For of course, to some, it is a day of celebration – the theft or wealth transfer from millions of citizens trustingly placing their savings in the bank, little realising their money was now back completely by air and the full faith and trust of their government. For what that’s worth.
The other reason not to openly celebrate is that, well, behind the facade the world financial system is splintering and no-one can possibly construct the full jigsaw from all the pieces. Hidden as they are amongst the latest Covidian cult propaganda messages. You most certainly won’t get to hear most of this on the News at 10 on the BBC. Here’s some of the most recent snippets I have been able to glean – and I am sure there are many, many more.
The European Union is introducing a new payments system SEPA. It’s been around for some years but I only recently got offered it by a financial institution for the first time the other day. Sounds like a future competitor to the hegemony enjoyed by the USA with SWIFT system and yes, I checked and the UK is on the list of participating nations. Suggesting once more that true Brexit never happened despite the promises and the numerous handbags-at-dawn type of tired news stories we are often subjected to. At the very least, it seems the Corporation of London, experts in perennial survivalism, is hedging it’s bets.
India just announced that no new Mastercards could be issued in the country. Pretty momentous for a country which has a growing middle class and large IT sector.
Indonesia has said that another cryptocurrency – Kinesis would be accepted as legal tender. This really catches my eye, as Kinesis claims to be backed by physical Gold and Silver. Something I wrote many years ago could be the thing to encourage acceptance and trust of a new currency. Is it really finally coming?
Meanwhile, mainstream media plants occasional stories on how the Federal Reserve and Bank of England are thinking about their own Central Bank Digital currencies (CBCDs). Yeah right, I’m sure that the planning and systems are much, much more advanced than that, while their promises that it would exist “alongside” the current system rings hollow. Think of Corona Health Passports – given the complexity of I.T. systems design and development, it’s ridiculous to believe that the systems were not developed long ago, to be ready for the coming crisis. Classic Problem, Reaction, Solution.
Then there’s China, who are planning their own CBCD with a reach right along the new Silk Road, while simultaneously building up huge Gold and Silver reserves, by buying all precious metals mined in China, rather than seeing it exported. Indeed, it is illegal to export gold and silver from China right now. Rumour has it that this CBCD may go public at the Winter Olympics in 2022.
So what do you do? Right now it’s hard to see the winners and losers, but my guess is that Gold wins again, as it always has in known history. So, for better or worse, perhaps it’s time to put a small amount into Kinesis (Sounds a bit like Kina, doesn’t it?), while also digging a hole in the garden to conceal a few final reserve coins. If it all goes wrong then at least you may puzzle the archaeologists who find your stash a thousand years from now.
One of the most oft-quoted, yet rarely adhered to pieces of advice must that History never repeats, but it rhymes. It’s a most interesting fact of life that we could learn the most about things by looking at what has happened in the past. Yet it seems we never do, and I include myself in that. Let’s start though by looking at a story :-
A major incident occurred, something that made world stock markets fall by over one-third in days. Governments, businesses and people panicked. In the aftermath, the law pertaining to buying property was changed and this resulted in a boom where people desperately tried to register their property transactions before a given deadline to take advantage of a tax saving.
Sounds like the Corona crash of 2020, followed by the UK government decision to temporarily abolish stamp duty on property transactions to get the economy moving, doesn’t it? Except it’s not. I’m actually referring to the 1987 stock market crash and the decision to limit and reduce MIRAS (Mortgage Interest Relief at Source) on mortgage repayments for property transactions made before a certain date, that got people in a property buying frenzy as the 1980s drew to a close. To take it further, that tax saving that people thought they were getting made them completely forget that they were overpaying in a frenzy in the present and that they just needed to be on the ladder at any price, before the ladder got pulled up forever on the deadline date.
Here, I can add my own piece of history to this, in buying my first house in Brighton in 1995. I actually met people who had been involved in that party and were living with the hangover every day. One, my manager at the time, had bought a property with a friend in 1988 in Eastbourne and they were stuck letting it out at a loss every month, hoping the price would get back to a point that they could cash out and take the loss. He also added that they weren’t really friends any more, to add to the pain. Another told me that he had sold his house in a nearby small town, Lancing and taken a loss, but he was now buying a house in Worthing. This guy helpfully also gave me some hope by telling me he felt that the crash was over and that now was a great time to actually be buying a house, if you had the opportunity to, as so many were bogged down by their recent mistakes. He was right. Looking back, the older me has no idea how someone aged 24, living on their own and earning an average salary for the time could possibly afford a three-bedroomed 1920s house with a garage. Yet that’s what I got. Let’s add in that the mortgage rate was 5.99%, fixed for 3 years and that was considered reasonably cheap, for the variable rate was about 8-9% and it had been even higher just a few years previously. When I moved into that house, purchased for under £55,000, a neighbour told me that some nearby had sold for £100,000 before the punch bowl got taken away.
In economic terms, a tide that rises high due to certain factors can also recede in line with those factors changing. Now, I’m not saying that property prices in the UK are going to fall, but I have a strong feeling that they are going to move back into some kind of long-term trendline that correlates better with average incomes, population movements and average household expediture. Back in those days of 8% mortgage rates, the general guide was that a repayment mortgage took up one-third of household income and I believe that is coming again, along with more of the free household income needing to be spent on essentials like food in a time of scarcity and rising prices, rather than frivolities like the next Ryanair trip to Malaga. There are two more factors to take account of – the massive Brexodus of cheap Eastern European labour deciding that they miss the family back home, so perhaps now is the time to take the accumulated savings back to their homelands and invest in a better life there, along with the possible death of millions of old people and the freeing up of their economic resources. Of course, in that scenario, labour shortages are also likely to mean salaries having a large and sudden rise, so the imbalances could just as easily be solved by huge average income rises in a very short space of time. That certainly did not happen in the 1990s, as the UK struggled with trying to keep the value of the Pound to the decreed band with the ERM (European Exchange Rate Mechanism). It was only upon surrendering that with a massive wealth transfer from average British citizens to George Soros, that the economy was seen to be moving up again. Years later I see it for what it really was – smoke and mirrors of an inflationary nature.
As a footnote, I dreamt about Eastbourne a couple of months ago and that helped this memory resurface. Ah how I loved that town. Whereas Brighton was rowdy, crowded and cosmopolitan, Eastbourne felt genteel, quiet and still with traces of the pre-war seaside glamour of the 1930s that the Art Deco railway posters bring to mind. It had a fantastic restored Art Deco tea room right on the seafront, where the maitre’d ensured everything was conducted in line with the era, and, if I was lucky with the timing, someone would play suitable tunes on a piano in the background while you partook of tea and scones. For a few moments you could imagine you were in an Agatha Christie Poirot story, and that when you asked for the bill, it would come back to you priced in shillings and pence. Afterwards, I’d take a walk back along the promenade to the pier, then up to the town centre and visit the fine old Art Deco department store buildings of the Co-op and Debenhams, both now defunct.
Yes, change always happens and more change is coming. Not least when we think again of the World Economic Forum’s Welcome to 2030 : You will own nothing and you WILL be happy. Perhaps then, the question of whether we buy or not is irrelevant, only survival will matter?
