Sense those hooves pounding around the world?
Little surprise that these four bedfellows have in their reins the fate of humanity, even life on Earth. Profit and conquest are all that matter; there is no such thing as enough, only, more.
King Coal’s aerosols leave hardly a place on Earth free from coal-fired power plant mercury pollution. Even fish in the most “pristine” waters are all tagged by coal. The majestic bluefin tuna, world’s most valuable fish—high in the food chain guarantees high mercury. Pacific bluefin tuna . . . an ultimate posterfish for the biosphere? Fished to the brink of oblivion, survivors radioactive.
Fukushima is a volcano of radioactivity in the most seismic region on Earth; fresh tremors promise eruptions setting new standards for the term, “cataclysmic.” We really are pushing into new frontiers, where numbers quantifying the menace at Fukushima seem more suited for cosmology.
Latest word from corporate mouthpieces of the elite: “Ssshhhhh. Don’t worry, be happy.”
Mix in the perpetual debt machine of Rothschild-controlled central banking (Bankula), and if the biosphere functions long enough, inevitably, Bankula will own everything from the ionosphere to the Mariana trench. The whole planet. It’s all been set up that way, plans laid long ago, executed over centuries.
Before 9/11, of the 196 nations on Earth, only Afghanistan, Iraq, Sudan, Libya, Cuba, North Korea and Iran were not in Bankula’s fold. Recent imperialistic wars of aggression, along with “humanitarian interventions” (R2P stratospheric hypocrisy) have carved that number down from seven, to three: Iran, North Korea, Cuba.
Bankula’s “earth box” is in the City of London, a sanctum not even the queen may visit without permission. Sucking the blood of nations, and war—Bankula’s ultimate specialties; they mesh like fangs in jaws.
The fang tapping blood of the US is called the Federal Reserve, a private, for-profit corporation serving the elite global banking cartel. For creating our “money” from nothing, then loaning it to us . . . interest paid to the “Fed” on outstanding debt, for fiscal year 2011 alone was: $454,393,280,417.03.
Many informed people consider the whole Federal Reserve mire to be the greatest con job in history. Even the name is a con job; carefully concocted to float the illusion that the Fed is “part of the federal government,” and that some kind of reserves are involved.
The Creature from Jekyll Island by G. Edward Griffin provides a clear window on the Fed.
Murray N. Rothbard’s article The Case Against the Fed is also a valuable resource.
For an excellent description of what, in crucial ways, the Fed is not, visit Wikipedia. Please check the entry’s “history” . . . notice that the Fed has a team of gatekeeper shills on guard around the clock, protecting Wikipedia users from bitter truth. And it’s not just Federal Reserve deceptions, everything on Wikipedia regarding Bankula is monitored by gatekeepers, “public aspects” above all. Weeds of reality most important to the public are pounced upon by gatekeepers and drenched with Monsanto’s biocidal darling, “Roundup.”
One way to interpret the Fed’s obfuscation and disinformation: If “public aspects” were anything more than goo-goo burlesque—cynical mocking indeed . . . how was it the Fed got away with the Great Depression? Ben Bernanke, Chairman of the foggy “Board of Governors,” openly admits that the Fed caused the Great Depression. But hey, Public Interest, Lord Ben promises the Fed won’t do it again.
Was the Great Depression in the public interest—the Fed gobbling up farmland and the bulk of whatever else was mortgaged for pennies on the dollar? How about TARP (Totally Astronomical Reaming of the Public)? Euphemistically cloaked as the “Troubled Asset Relief Program,” TARP is the largest direct upward transfer of wealth in history, so far. Imagine, $800 billion looted from the 99.9% to pad nests of the .1% because elite gambling addicts “too big to fail” got out of control. George Orwell said in his seminal novel, 1984, that to envision the future, imagine a boot kicking a human face, forever—but wait! That wasn’t a mere $800-billion kick in the face, ass, and everything in between . . . actual taxpayer liability is $23.7 trillion. Today, the addicts are even bigger, more addicted, and spraying vast wealth and influence to destroy any attempts at controlling their addiction.
Was it in the public interest that a main thing the four successful assassinations of presidents had in common was that Lincoln, Garfield, McKinley and Kennedy all tried to dull Bankula’s fangs?
The USA has had three central banks. Andrew (I killed the bank) Jackson, president number 7, vetoed renewal of the charter for the second central bank. President Jackson survived two assassination attempts.
The third, perhaps terminal central bank, the Fed, sank its fang in 1913; by 1963 the Fed was so cocksure that its assassins (backed by snipers from the CIA and organized crime?) blew President Kennedy’s brains out under blue sky and sunshine for the world to see.
The fundamental message sacrosanct to every president since Kennedy: Mess with the Fed, and yer Ded.
So how about “ . . . all the gold in Fort Knox”? The insider joke is: “The only gold in Fort Knox is in the teeth of the guards.” If the joke rings true, the first place to look for the missing gold is in the bowels of the City of London, secured beneath Bankula’s earth box as collateral on debt the public owes for the Fed’s 99 years of unconstitutional “credit.”
What could possibly entice nations to bare their arteries for Bankula? Hocus-pocus financial juju is one reason, but perhaps more importantly: Bankula makes war convenient. No messy raising of war funds directly from the public, simply charge war to the future.
Bankula loves war. Steady flow of blood from 99% of the nations on Earth is delicious, nourishing and perpetuating, but war is the pièce de résistance. Finance all sides at wartime interest rates, rake in the lucre . . .
War is where the four horsemen shine as a tight pack.
The US military juggernaut is the world’s preeminent consumer of oil. The military is also chipping away at disposing our mountains of nuclear waste by using “depleted” uranium (DU) as armor-piercing projectiles. The US has about 1,000,000 tons of DU left over from enrichment processes for primarily nuclear power plants, and nuclear warheads. Nearly 2,000 tons of DU was fired in the invasion and occupation of Iraq. DU is being fired by the US military this very moment, somewhere. Lots of regimes to change, and poor little children to . . . protect.
If you dare, check out some of the gruesome human costs in Fallujah especially.
Hard to imagine a greater ongoing inhumanity and horror than DU weapons. DU is a gift that keeps on giving, virtually forever.
And whenever a certain war “winds down,” Bankula swoops in to finance reconstruction of what they financed the destruction of in the first place. Blood, and interest . . . interest and blood, compounding, dumbfounding, hideous.
WWIII is being stoked big time. A thermonuclear nightmare promising thermonuclear profits. Bankula is banking on enough status quo to survive for a hobbling toward nuclear rearmament, financed by Bankula. Repeat cycle until Earth is free of humanity, leaving nobody to drive a stake through Bankula’s heart.
Those hooves are getting so loud.
R.I.P., Public Interest . . . we hardly knew you.
Rand Clifford’s latest novel, Priest Lake Cathedral has been released by StarChief Press.