Blackrock Recruiter On Hidden O'Keefe Media Recording: War Is A Goldrush, Politicans Have Pricetags, Who "Runs The World" And How
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Blackrock Recruiter On Hidden O'Keefe Media Recording: War Is A Goldrush, Politicans Have Pricetags, Who "Runs The World" And How
O'Keefe Media Group Hit With Denial Of Service Attack from 50 States, Blocking incoming Email: "We've got more coming tomorrow."
Serge Varlay, Blackrock recruiter, boasting to a date on hidden camera, about who really runs the world.
I watched it last night and felt quite depressed but today I decided, what the heck, why not post it, and depress all of you too?
You can watch young, ambitious Serge here.
Follow up from O’Keefe about attacks here.
I would like to know how they get these stories. How are these people so incontinent and blabby.
And how does James O’Keefe have infinite nerves of steel, and never get tired?
How? How? How?
Is James O’Keefe real? He seems hyper-real, to me. He must have had a really good childhood.
It’s not really a new revelation if one spends any time researching at opensecrets.org.
So long as banking - which Jefferson said is more dangerous than standing armies - continues to exist, politicians will only represent banking.
And we don’t even need banking, when the only thing the system ever has had is risk is the mere cost of publishing evidence of our own promises to pay each other.
What is sad to me, is that the sickness of people is a money-making endeavor for the whole apparatus. All the lockdowns, the masks, the media diatribes against 'unproven' drugs like HCQ, zinc, and Ivermectin; hospitals getting large sums of money for covid cases and deaths; all of it, were parts of the money making algorithm funneling money upwards. And those of us who smelled rotten flesh in all of that were seen as loons, as conspiracy theorists. I have a brother who won't talk to me because I began questioning the whole thing as early as March 2020. "what happens when people are dying in the streets because there aren't enough ventilators?!" who yelled at me.