A few weeks ago, I went to a Donald Trump rally at a local casino — mostly in the spirit of rubbernecking at the Great American Train Wreck that is the 2016 election, but also out of genuine curiosity as to just exactly what type of person would vote for Donald Trump. His televised rhetoric sometimes comes across as mean-spirited and thuggish; surely there wouldn’t be many conservatives with enough spare time on their hands to support this kind of shtick in the middle of a weekday afternoon. The Republican party is the party of business, right??
The casino was packed with Trump fans, so much so that the ballroom where the candidate was speaking quickly filled to capacity, and the rest of us shiftless schmucks had to watch the speech via close-captioned TV in the sports book. My impression of the crowd was: angry, frustrated, old, white…and, apparently, unemployed.
Before long, they were also heavily drunk; I myself ended up downing a few Bloody Marys at the bar with one of my Donald Trump supporter friends, an ultraconservative cowboy named Reagan (I have a diverse circle of friends)….and kicked back to witness the mêlée firsthand.
It was a real eye-opener. I actually understand most of the Trump supporters’ frustrations — and to be fair, I’ve seen and read some of Trump’s positions that are actually not all that kooky. But the kooky stuff is what had these fuckers all fired up — and it was actually kind of hilarious!
Take the guy who was working the crowd, trying to sell Trump hats, scarves, shirts and buttons — he came over and tried to sell us a “Make America Great Again” hat for $25, which you would assume was a fundraising effort for the campaign. Wrong — this guy was hawking the shit for personal gain; he was unemployed, and had traveled all the way from his home in Sacramento to try and make a buck selling tchotchkes at this rally. I guess he was doing OK, because he had two beers in one hand!
But when I told him I had seen the same exact hat at the Indoor Swap Meet for $3.99, he grew incensed — “SWAP MEET?!!!” — blaming the “damn Mexicans” for undercutting his prices. “No, no!” I reassured him — “This was the custom embroidery shop when you first walk in the door — it’s been run by a white family for years!”
When he heard that, he calmed down long enough to get the address from me, so he could go over and stock up for cheap before following the traveling circus to its next location…and to thank me for my All-Amurrican intel, he gave me a Trump ’16 button — a $5 value!! I ended up wearing it to Trader Joe’s later that afternoon, just to see what all the granola-munching liberals would do (alas, they are such tolerant pacifists that no one reacted).
Anyway, the whole Trump scene was a gas, and like I said, I totally understand why white people of a certain age and socioeconomic status are pissed off/wallowing in victimhood. But what I don’t agree with is the whole “Make America Great Again” shtick. If you ask me, America still IS pretty great fuckin’ great — and if you take your head out of your ass, turn off the naysayers on TV, and take a look around….you’ll see what I mean! This is the greatest country on Earth — and I should know; I’ve been running around it naked for years. Where else can you do that?!
Ironically enough, one of the best new backcountry spots I’ve discovered to run around naked is the very same BLM land where Cliven Bundy’s cattle used to graze. You probably remember the whole Bundy Ranch fracas from a year or two ago, when the prickly rancher refused to pay his grazing fees, and all those nutty militiamen showed up for a standoff with the Feds — well, I’m here to tell you that there is some beautiful country not far from where his cattle used to mow down tortoises! I don’t care much for Bundy and his crew of Y’all Qaeda freedom fighters…but I do understand why he loves the land up there. It’s beautiful!!
A photographer friend introduced me to the area, and it’s now one of my favorite places to shoot — not only is there astonishing natural beauty (all the photos from my last blog were taken there) including the Whitney Pockets and an abundance of fantastic red sandstone formations…there’s also an abandoned ghost town of old stone cabins nearby that are absolutely fantastic to shoot in! I guess the cabins used to house some kind of hippie artists’ colony or something, because they’re still full of weird old rusty junk and artsy bric-a-brac, including but certainly not limited to this fantastic Jimmy Carter découpage. Finding this location was a real bonanza, as all of it is well within a reasonable driving distance from the Vegas Strip; if you want to hire me for a shoot, I’ll be happy to take you there!
And as a bonus, you’ll also get to pass right by the now-historically-significant Bundy Ranch, and the protest area where all the militiamen and kooks amassed to wave their flags and guns and dicks around in front of the media. It was fascinating to see, from an anthropological standpoint; there were banners and sun-baked American flags left strewn about on the ground, with a faded quote from Thomas Jefferson hanging on the fence presiding over all that remains from the standoff.
I took one of the American flags as as souvenir; it seemed like a cool artifact for a true patriot like me to keep in the cab of my pickup truck…a little reminder, as I make my naked rounds, that all the freedoms I enjoy aren’t free 🙂
To that end, I even brought it with me to the Democratic Caucus the following weekend; because of my extreme social liberalism, I had registered as a Democrat, which meant that after my experience at the Trump rally, I now got to see the other side of the electoral shitshow — which in its way was even FUNNIER than the Trump rally!
I went into the caucus still undecided; I appreciate Bernie Sanders’s honesty and independence, but I felt/feel that he is unelectable in America today…and besides, I have no real beef with Hillary Clinton; she hasn’t done anything worse than any other politician, as far as I can tell.
But I live in downtown Vegas, in one of those neighborhoods being gentrified by earnest hipsters. And since the caucuses were organized into geographic precincts, all my fellow caucussers were earnest hipster Bernie fans; I sat there for an hour waiting for the thing to start, the whole time being bombarded by bearded Bernie supporters who basically browbeat/peer pressured me into caucussing for Sanders. (I’m being semi-facetious…I ended up going for Sanders because of his unflagging honesty, on principle.)
But it was really interesting to see how the caucus broke down by age: the Hillary side of the room was much older, and the Bernie side was all beards and ironic mustaches. There were three undecideds at the end, so an earnest hipster from our side got up and extolled the virtues of Bernie, and then a passionate matron got up and harangued them on behalf of Hillary. The younger undecided came over to our side, but the other two — a black and a white guy, both in their 60s — went almost sheepishly over to the Clinton side, as if they were used to being henpecked into obedience. Too funny!!
Anyway, shocker: our precinct ended up going for Sanders, because of all the hipsters downtown. But out in the suburbs, where it’s all retired people, Clinton won handily…and of course, ended up taking the state. I didn’t stick around to wait for the results, though, because I had more freedoms I was in a hurry to exercise — namely, running around naked, smoking weed, eating mushrooms and dancing all night! OK, so those are actually NOT freedoms we in America are officially permitted to enjoy….but in MY America, they’re all A-OK and actually somewhat de rigueur. (And that’s why you should vote Wonderhussy for President — just kidding!)
The party in question was my annual pilgrimage to the Wonder Valley Rave Shack, out in the desert near Twentynine Palms — some German artist friends have a sort of getaway compound out in a very remote part of California sort of near Joshua Tree National Park called the Cat Ranch, where they spend several weeks every year escaping the miserable Berlin winter — just hanging out naked, lifting weights, listening to music and enjoying the in-house sauna. It’s all very rustic — no running water, no electricity, not much going on — but it’s always a good time out there. They make their own fun!
I’ve been going to the Cat Ranch every year since 2013, and it’s become a sort of rite of spring for me — one of the first chances I get to be naked outdoors in the sunshine after the long, miserable winter. Talk about freedom — the Ranch is so remote and in such a desolate, dogforsaken part of the desert that you’re pretty much free to run around naked all day, every day, without fear of interference from Johnny Law or the Moral Majority. It’s fantastic!!
The last couple of years, my friends Christian and Käpt’n Rummelsnuff were in residency at the Ranch — you may remember them from past blogs. This year, unfortunately, it wasn’t in their budget, so the lone German refugee this year was Jan, the actual owner of the property. I hadn’t seen him since my first visit to the Ranch back in 2013, but he’s the reason the Rave Shack is called the Rave Shack in the first place: he likes to hang out naked drinking Tecate and eating pudding cups, listening to techno and house music, and inviting people over for “raves…” which are actually usually just intimate get-togethers with a few friends and neighbors over food, booze and smoke, with techno or house music playing softly yet insistently in the background. Sort of a cocktail lounge rave, I guess you could call it.
Now, for the last couple years my sister has accompanied me to the Cat Ranch…but this year, she happened to be in the middle of a 10-day silent meditation retreat up in the Sierras, so I had to find another friend to join me. Unfortunately I don’t know too many adventurous chicks who would go out to a vaguely-described overnight”rave” in a cabin in the middle of the desert…but I put up a casting call on Facebook, and this chick called Tati Firecracker said she was in. I had never met her before, but she ended up being super cool — as soon as I was done caucussing, I drove straight over to the tidy little mobile home park where she lives in a restored vintage trailer (she restored it herself; how badass is that?), picked her up, and we were off.
Tati took to life at the Cat Ranch like a duck to water — in no time at all she was hula hooping naked to Jan’s ever-present techno beats, joining us for several hot, steamy sauna sessions throughout the night, after which we all bathed in the cold water outdoor shower. It was fantastic! In the morning, we all went down to the nearby Palms Restaurant — a fabulous, dusty little desert dive bar that serves amazing Bloody Marys and breakfasts — and hung out on the sunny back patio, soaking up the wonderful springtime air. Jan’s parents were visiting from Germany, and his dad bought us all breakfast, and it was fabulous. But brunch at the Palms is tricky — after one Bloody Mary you never want to leave, and it can be next to impossible to tear yourself away and depart wonderful Wonder Valley. Alas, I had work booked back in Vegas, so we had to go…but we made plans to come back again, in a couple weeks.
Our second trip out to the Cat Ranch was even better — my friend Justin had just come back from a month in Mexico City, and he had brought along this amazing new friend of his. Justin has MANY talents…but meeting interesting new people is probably his best!
When Tati and I rolled up to the ranch that evening it was already dark, and everyone was already in the sauna, so we dropped off our bags, got undressed, and headed straight back into the tiny little cedar-lined room. I pulled open the door and was greeted by the sight of one of — if not THE most — fascinatingly fabulous people I’ve ever met, Justin’s new friend, who we’ll call Sodapop.
The reason we’ll call him Sodapop is that he has very meticulously cultivated an aesthetic mimicking that of Patrick Swayze circa 1984, when he starred as the character of that name in S.E. Hinton’s The Outsiders — I mean, perfectly calibrated to the letter! Digital wristwatch, Wrangler-brand yoked western-style work shirt, tight jeans and a fabulous golden mullet atop his handsome head. I have never seen anything like it — I was instantly infatuated! Fortunately, he also turned out to be a super cool guy personality-wise — polite, articulate, smart and just as eccentric as the rest of us, if not more so.
Anyway, we all got along famously and enjoyed another intimate mini-rave in the Shack that night, in between rounds of sauna and copious amounts of booze (me) and weed (everyone else). In the morning, Sodapop got up before everyone else and disappeared….but then, just as we were all sitting around on the front porch blinking in the morning sun, he returned with armloads of styrofoam to-go containers full of omelets, French toast, hash browns and biscuits. SAY WHAT?! It was paradise!!!
After stuffing our faces, Justin, Sodapop, Tati and I all headed up north toward Apple Valley, for a visit to one of my all-time favorite places, Deep Creek Hot Springs, where I had planned to meet up with some friends from L.A. and San Diego for an overnight campout. Justin and Sodapop didn’t stay the night, but we all hiked down for a fabulous afternoon soak together, and had a really nice time.
This was one of those weekends when the crowd at Deep Creek happened to be exceptionally fantastic. You never know what you’ll get down there, especially on the weekends, when all these party kids come down and trash the place — but this time, the crowd was solid. Aside from my L.A. crew, we met some really cool people from Vegas, a super cool chick from Montana, a bunch of BDSMers from Black’s Beach in San Diego and a superhot local redneck who comes out three times a year, like clockwork, to megadose on mushrooms and have a spiritual odyssey. He was amazing!
Then there was this adorable little Marine with the most beautiful, innocent, freckled Boy Scout face; he was stationed nearby in San Diego, and enjoyed coming out to Deep Creek on his days off to soak in the nude. His time in the Marines was just about up, so this was one of his last trips before heading back east, where he and his wife planned to buy some acreage in the Wisconsin woods and live outdoorsily ever after. Awwww! The kids really are alright…ya know? All this shit-talking in the news about Millennials and Marines….pshaw! I spent quite a bit of time talking to him about his time in Guantanamo Bay, and he was just absolutely wonderful. This all goes back to what I was saying — America *IS* great…you just have to look in the right places!
Also, a big group of day hikers came down the trail mid-morning — maybe 30-40 Hispanic hikers speaking Spanish. They all stripped down to their bathing suits, but didn’t seem to mind at all that there were a bunch of naked hippies soaking nearby. In fact, they even invited me over to pose for several photos with them….the best of which was a group shot, of all 30 fully-clothed hikers, with my lone naked ass in the middle! I warned them not to post in on Facebook (lest they get suspended)…but I think they misunderstood me, and thought I didn’t want them to post it out of modesty! On the contrary….I sincerely hope one of them DOES post it somewhere, one of these days….and I hope someone sees in online somewhere randomly, and forwards me the link 🙂 You never know where it’ll pop up!! 😀
Tati and I were on the fence about staying a second night, as a storm was blowing in from the west, and we didn’t want to camp in the rain. But just like Wonder Valley, Deep Creek is one of those magical places that is REALLY hard to leave! We spent the entire day lazing around soaking, smoking and talking to all the fascinating people at the springs, and then around 4pm my L.A. crew built a campfire and we roasted up a huge feast of ribs, bacon, roasted potatoes and vegetables. Our new hippie friends from Vegas kicked in some spinach cheeseburgers, and the little Marine even helped out by sawing up some logs for us with his collapsible bow saw (he really was a badass outdoorsman.)
The only downside is that my friend who was in charge of cooking the meat was WASTED, and pretty much burned it all to a charred crisp…but we all stood around the fire anyway, gnawing on charred meat, naked, as ominous clouds gathered over the mountains to the west. It was really a fantastic time, but after cleaning up all our trash — we were meticulous about cleaning up after ourselves; my pet peeve at Deep Creek is all the garbage people leave behind — most of us decided to hike back out and leave.
A few of the others stayed behind, but I’m glad we left when we did — a nasty storm really did blow in, and the weather was so bad that some Forest Service rangers even hiked down and ticketed everyone at the springs (you’re not supposed to have a campfire or camp out overnight near the creek; you’re supposed to camp up top, in the parking lot). Just as we got to our cars, we saw the rangers heading down the trail with a K-9…but there was no way to call down and warn our friends — there’s no cell reception at the springs 🙁 So they got a $175 fine. Booo!
Anyway, it was a fantastic weekend overall, but after all the fun enjoyment of being alive, it was time to head back home, take a hot shower, and get cleaned up for the week ahead. Thanks in part to the YouTube commercial I just made for my modeling adventure tours, I was facing a solid week of non-stop photo shoots…and I needed to get prepped! Time to pay the Piper, ya know?
Because like I said earlier…freedom really ISN’T free! I have to pay for all this gas, firewood, booze, shrooms, Bloody Marys and bacon cheeseburgers somehow 🙂
Dog Bless Amurrica!
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Glad to read you backed the Bernie and your youtube marketing is paying off. Out here in East Hendertucky, there was a distinct lack of younger faces.
Did you share notes with the Germans on the politics here und there?
Yeah, the caucus was the talk of the ranch! People out there in Wonder Valley all seemed to be feeling the Bern 🙂
Approximately 50 million eastern European peasants felt “the Bern” when Joey Stalin was rockin the Kremlin.
What aspect of Cultural Marxism do you find most compelling?
Probably Harpo although Alan Alda did an awesome Groucho…
Answer the question, wippersnapper. Show me the way.
I’m partial to Zeppo!!
You’re related to Zeppo. Hahaha!
Funny how you folks started comparing recent politics to comedy…not saying that I’m upset, mind ya, I just thought it was funny. Well, maybe no so funny
since all ANY of us had was an opportunity to pick the least idiotic of the many
As for partiality to one of the “more recent” Marx name brand, I like them all.
But I gotta say, the shots of Harpo knocking a grand piano apart to get the
“harp” out of it…then play it so beautifully…hat’s off to Harpo.
OK, my answer is: Bernie Sanders is a Democratic Socialist, Josef Stalin was a communist dictator…so for you to compare the two is a bit alarmist/disingenuous.
I grew up in Germany, which pretty much feels the Bern…my German relatives live great, and I see nothing wrong with their way of life.
Health care is a huge concern of mine, and the way our country is currently headed, I see a future of health/longevity for the wealthy, with the rest of us fucked. We are creating a permanent underclass of working poor, and with increased automation/outsourcing of simpleton jobs, I foresee a giant, restless, shiftless underclass of undereducated, unemployed that will lead to absolutely no good for anyone.
For one thing, Democratic Socialism is a contradiction in terms. Bernie Sanders is selling you kiddies a unicorn.
Germany has been feeling the Bern for the last 70 years. I predict civil war before year’s end. Your giant restless shiftless ( and largely imported ) underclass is well on its way to destroying Germany forever. And Sweden, and England, and France, and USA, ………
Alarmist? Well see sooner than you think.
This is cause I LOVE and want same for neighbor as myself to live on LOVE free of usury and bondage.
Invest in carbon now and anything along the supply food chain for nano.
Zero point is gonna be announced!
Gas, cars, electric, medical fraud as known gone! Petro, airplanes, guns, they will be useless, force fields!
All gone, over night pretty much.
Aluminum, will be turned to gold.
At monoatomic level, it’s white and silica!
This technology and vibrational frequencies are killing us, ALL!
Krusell v. sheriff Wallin;
saying: The U.S., is inc. The Fed. Is owned, by: Rothschild’s, and Vatican,
Set us “sui juris”from subjugation, as us inc. bond slave’s, in a: debtors prison/society; where money, isn’t worth the paper its on!
Share alien tech, and make us equal.
GOD, put. US; ALL inhabitants, here to LIVE, and LOVE!
FREE of usury, and bondage!
Cops,in auburn hills, live on FB, puled guns & threaten me, write illegal moving viol. Ticket for a blinker I used, to my ignorant dad, who was hours away in petoskey. They convinced him I’m wrong.
Then, I was chased, like O.J.; In Waterford, Mi.; on FB live, again on cam; I get away, barley; from criminal; oath takers!
Then attacked in Kent co.,
Days before, 200k, summary judgement hearing.
Cops beat me in Flint,Michigan!
Uncle toms; stopped me from getting to the; 200k summary judgement hearing as much for them and rights to be equal!
Had all rights denied in court.
They Made a court order: I’m homeless, African American, so impaired by mental illness, I don’t know I need help. I’m WHITE!
More with it than most PhDs with bought useless propoganda from Rockafeller institutes and higher education smh.
Lt. Szemitas, beat me in middle of night.
Lt.kennemer, beat me with around 12 goons, while I was reading the Bible. Dept Graham admitted he was ex military medic, knew Morgellons and sovereignty, both real, and I was getting tortured.
He admitted he has go pro footage of him killing Muslims in footlocker a federal crime and international crime!
He assured me, mike we all have it! As I said I heard a cousin of mine shows it at parties guys are sick! Pretend they’re heros.
Then our politicians pay monopoly money to through away good farmed food poison wells, with atrozine. Which mutates DNA!
Vaccines, poison, chlorine, flouride Nazi poisons, other toxic metals atrazine, aluminium oxide, fungal nano diseases; like Morgellons!
This worldly, kill yourself and neighbors, while calcifying our, pineal glands; controlling spiritually, and intuition, and killing, NATURE; for nothing needs to end.
We’re supposed to LOVE GOD LOVE each other like ourselves, and be; good stewards too NATURE!
We fail all imprison ourselves in lower chakra and stop our higher vibrational frequencies of Universal LOVE!
We’re Tricked, and pay monopoly money to someone else, to make artificial, poison, gmo, processed fake food for fske money and throw away good farmed with LOVE food! Smh
wake up, how does this seem ok?
I had a dispensary broker deal. I was establishing contracts getting wrote handshake deal with multiple dispensaries, class c grower and all get owned transport team.
Cops, the real criminals violent on code statutes that aren’t, LAW; to extort sovereigns , who stand for rights, cops swore to defend.
Then robbed me of thousands in assets.
I, was gonna put money into trust acct. and start organic, geothermal, greenhouse and living coops on LOVE!
Not, ON: usury and bondage; just: LOVE, Universal LOVE!
U of Michigan, did surgical procedure, against my will! separating my retina.
A Non-contracted one to begin with; Then they denied all my rights in Court, lied to the JUDGE! Head Psych; Laura Hershbiner, said: (that (nothing on the internet, showed, Morgellons, was real); and( that it was an absolute, psychotic, delusion, of mine; and I was suicidal, homicidal! )
I,objected on record,to not having jury trial, independent, psych. eval. No Witnesses; John Caviness, Shianne Patton.
I, wasn’t allowed to present emails I have from Dr. Len Horowitz, any evidence; to show, Dr.’s, lied to the Judge.
Assaulted me, injuring me block/ tamper with mail Crimes!
Judge, let them illegally, hold me & Drug me!
Block mail to courts, cease & desist motion, and complaint to; recipient rights, civil rights div. GOD BLESS MARY CORDARA, u of Michigan nurse she smuggled them out when nurse Denise the snake in grass tried stopping her!
My ignorant Family believe them. Sending loving and healing vibes! ALL world inhabitants, GOD’s!
Not property, of corrupt satanic nation STATES!
To you, and the World;
To Universal LOVE, and higher vibrational frequency!
The war in Falkland Islands, was over the acquisition of the material used to make nano tubes.
Carbon is essential. Harold kautz vella, Dr hildagarde staninger, U.N. former editor Claire Edwards, Carly Lebrun this stuff has experts and proof!
Karl Schwartz, the nano tech, exec.
Stop the supply chain for nano!
(S.U.N.) and weapons experts, Rudolph Steiner said it was dumbing down everyone, in: 1924, Already!
We need to Drop towers, p.e.m.f. to kill nano; ozone, scaler energy 528hz, LOVE and NATURE; essential oils and good food will Meta Heal Planet!
The rights to claim; is the choice of world inhabitants, GODs Natural Man, NOT prop. Of STATE for civil slavery!
Owned by Nation States, and by elite satanic cult!
We all need to: Watch this, comprehend; share!
Stop manifesting neg, for satanic, Pedo’s;
Start manifesting GOD and, a: LOVING, positive, self sustaining, future; for ALL GODs World “Inhabitants” sovereign under GOD only one true sovereign!
Either slave for mammon or GOD; cant serve both!
Wow, that’s a lot of information to digest!
there are a lot of systemic changes afoot right now… These are interesting times we are living in. A total paradigm shift is in progress…. Enjoy the ride!
I guess time will tell!
I’m not buying that dismissive crap. A true German girl fights back. Bring it on, Wonderbuns!
I’m not German……both my parents were born & raised in California!!! Does that explain my extreme liberalism?!
You will always be Wünderhüssy to me.
Marxism and Socialism are both exremely illiberal movements. And they are both being cynically repackaged and rebranded as “Liberalism” and “Progressivism”, for the kiddies. Terribly sad.
But I agree with you, even if for different reasons: we are probably fucked.
Hey WH, have you heard of a SciFi series called Dark Matter or seen episode 7? It featured an android named Wendy who reminded me of you.
(You may already know the actor, Ruby Rose, from Orange is the New Black)
Dick-sucking robots in the near future! Bring them on!
BTW, when I say the Wendy actress reminded me of you, I was meaning she looked like you.
You seem to be intellectually honest and curious, after you have a couple of kids you will realize what most of us did that our idealism of our 20’s, didn’t measure up to reality in our 40s. You will likely one day be a conservative. In my 20s I knew my share of free beaches and swimming holes also. Cheers
Thanks! I have strong doubts that I’ll ever be a conservative — fiscally maybe, but never socially 😀
The entire problem is labels. The fact is that people just want to
be able to live and have a few creature comforts. And they hope
they can get through their later years without having to eat dog
food to survive.
One hope we have is teaching younger folks some respect for old
people. I’d like to think young folks will respect and learn from
you when you get up in years, Sarah. They’d be missing out on
a lot if they pass up the chance.
Definitely! I love people of all ages…as long as you are open minded and curious about life in general, I don’t care HOW old you are — I will be your friend!
That’s great(8-). I consider friends to be people who aren’t really family, but
may as well be. I love my family and my friends. Love ya, Babe.
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I am so glad you supported Bernie. takes votes from Biden
This was in 2016… Biden wasn’t running
I have a little package for you something that will help you on your camping adventures.. I don’t know where to send it I’ve heard you have a PO box but I can’t find anything that lists a PO box??
Thank you, Danny! That’s very generous of you. Here’s my PO box address:
2620 S. Maryland Pkwy #14-543
Las Vegas, NV 89109
I look forward to seeing what you’ve sent!
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Khrushchev’s Message 61 years ago
Khrushchev said “We [Communism} will bury you!” A quick read but a lasting thought. Pretty scary now.Khrushchev’s Message 61 years ago:
THIS WAS HIS ENTIRE QUOTE: A sobering reminder. It has been almost exactly sixty years ago since Russia’s Khrushchev delivered this speech Do you remember September 29, 1959?
“Your children’s children will live under communism, You Americans are so gullible. No, you won’t accept communism outright; but we will keep feeding you small doses of socialism until you will finally wake up and find you already have Communism. We will not have to fight you; We will so weaken your economy, until you will fall like overripe fruit into our hands.” The democracy will cease to exist when you take away from those who are willing to work and give to those who would not.”
Remember, socialism leads to Communism. So, how do you create a Socialistic State?
There are 8 levels of control; read the following recipe:
1) Healthcare – Control healthcare and you control the people. We give you Covid 19 and the Jesuit Jab; the 2nd Jesuit injection will kill the Covie Kool aid drinkers.
2) Poverty – Increase the poverty level as high as possible, poor people are easier to control and will not fight back if you are providing everything for them. We give you Covid checks.
3) Debt – Increase the debt to an unsustainable level. That way you are able to increase taxes, and this will produce more poverty. We give you the national debt and you pay the interest with federal taxes every April 15th and not 1 penny goes to the America or the US Treasury. You must pay your fair share or live in fear of man. We the people are the keepers of the fraud funding what we have today.
4) Gun Control – Remove the ability to defend themselves from the Government That way you are able to create a police state. Can’t buy ammunition or guns so we’ll take them.
5) Welfare – Take control of every aspect (food, housing, income) of their lives because that will make them fully dependent on the government. Meat is too expensive and Gates is buying all farm land making him the largest land holder in America.
6) Education – Take control of what people read and listen to and take control of what children learn in school. MSM is bought and paid for by the CCP along with the Dem’s.
7) Religion – Remove the belief in God from the Government and schools because the people need to believe in ONLY the government knowing what is best for the people. Incorporate all churches making all citizens corporations.
8) Class Warfare – Divide the people into the wealthy and the poor. Eliminate the middle class This will cause more discontent and it will be easier to tax the wealthy with the support of the poor. Exactly what we have today with 1000’s of businesses closed and we offer you, Antifa and BLM to aid the effort.
A perfect parallel to the Democrat agenda!
I don’t know, I feel like you could interpret this as being the Republican party’s platform just as much. Particularly the class warfare clause. Look what’s happened to the middle class partly thanks to businesses like Walmart and Amazon who have driven many mom and pop operations into bankruptcy…yet pay few taxes compared to the rest of us. I don’t think it’s a Democrat vs Republican thing– I think they WANT us to think that, so that we stay busy squabbling over stupid Red vs Blue culture War stuff, and don’t pay attention to what’s really going on in the upper echelons of business and finance.