As an observer to politics and an active participant in debates over the years, I can remember the pre-2016 election talks amongst those who followed current events with the same passion that I did.
Of course people would argue over the same fringe issues of abortion, justified or unjustified wars, and gay marriage. Each of us postured in our own separate opinions formed by life experiences or biases. But, when you would dig deep with anyone with an opposing view, get passed the initial grandstanding and chest pounding — a deeper conversation would often occur. I liked those moments. They were moments of the truest connection, where you could feel yourself growing by opening up a little to someone with a different view.
Both sides would often be hit with the realization that “maybe these issues are just bait? Maybe there is a puppeteer in all of this, throwing fringe issues at us like chum, keeping us busy eating each other alive while they rob us blind. They seem to only come up every four years, each side driven to believe they will lose all their rights. Hmmm? Are we being used?
There would always be a temporary détente in the political spats with friends, family and strangers in the gaps between the elections. It was nice … peaceful. The puppet masters hands perhaps grew tired? Maybe they knew the boundaries and what would be pushing people too far? “Let’s get them to only mildly rip each other to shreds. The puppets don’t serve us as well completely tattered.”
2016 was the last time the strings were left to dangle.
The moment Donald Trump walked out on to a victory stage, Melania trailing behind looking as dazed and stoic as many were at the moment his win was sealed, I felt the strings begin to tighten. It was palpable. It was like my friends to the left, the media, and something deep, dark and hidden within the halls of the legislator and Congress wailed. And, the puppet strings wrapped daily tighter and tighter around the necks of our citizens. Washington D.C., the hidden one, the ghosts, the one I don’t believe any of us can see spun out of control with someone outside their world grabbing the strings.
And, the grand tug of war with all of us haplessly in the middle began.
Crook! Liar! Racist! Collusion! Bully! Racist, again! Orange! Dumb hair! Conman! Hateful! Stupid! Quid Pro Quo! Impeach! Remove! Destroy! Evil! Murderer! Incompetent!
It was a 4-year long temper tantrum of epic proportions. They made no serious attempt to seek a better candidate, no attempts give the American people any lulls or reprieve. There was no time for that! They needed the strings back in their grasps. “We must, MUST get him out! Not four years from now. NOW!”
But, why? It didn’t matter how I felt about him — his personality, the off the cuff style. It didn’t matter. The constant and daily rebuke freaked me out. The intensity of it started the hairs on the back of my neck to raise. My innate instincts kicking in. This is bigger than just him. Something is going on. Many felt it and some started to ask .. Why? Why is the reaction this extreme? I would ask myself this repeatedly and could only come up with one answer.
Power.
There are a million theories and obviously fringe “conspiracy” theories. I don’t think any of us can claim to really know exactly what is going on. We don’t exist in the Skull and Bones world the true power brokers swim in. But, any of us with our unsaturated by social media brains can sense that whatever power the puppeteers had owned prior to his win, it was worth everything and anything to get back.
What is the price of power? Us.
Ask yourself why Nancy Pelosi would still being doing this at 80-years-old and unlimited wealth. Does no one in Washington retire??? and, if not … WHY? Why would Biden even want to run and take office at 79? Does this make sense? It isn’t to serve the people. I cannot imagine anyone with any intellectual honesty believing that. So, then do you ask, “what comes with that power that is so worth all of this destruction to recapture?”
And, if you aren’t asking yourself that … then when people say “wake up” … they are talking to you.
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