Is Elon Musk A "Fraud?" And Do We Care, And If So, How Much?

Let's Play Lords and Peasants

I don’t worry about people, much.

I look at the field, the game itself.

I’m not naive, and I’m not illiterate about the “elites” nor the illuminist root systems.

And I refuse to be accused of “falling for” some kind of “Elon-Musk-Will-Save-Us” Sun Cult of 2022.

I’m falling for nothing. But I am enjoying some things.

I don’t think Elon Musk is like you or I. I think he’s from another world altogether. At the same time, I think he is, (like you or I) and trying to find some kind of way to exist down here that’s a little less cold than where he came from, or his beloved Mars.

The most worrying thing about Elon Musk is that by his own description, his father was “the most evil man who ever existed.” He called him something along those lines. That’s a RED FLAG statement.

His mother is clearly some kind of Eyes Wide Shut type, being useless all over the place.

God only knows what Elon (if that is his name) has been through or how it left him.

We will never know who anybody else “really is—” not even ourselves.

But have you never heard of enemy factions turning on each other to the delight of oppressed mankind? Does that do nothing for you?

It does for me!

I don’t need Elon Musk to be a good person. A normal person. Or whatever.

I’m happy for the rest of my life that he pushed back directly to HRC about the preposterous Pelosi underwear and hammer games story. (Tweet now deleted.)

Let’s bring back the beautiful Jewish Passover word: Dayenu. (‘Enough.’) As in…”it would have been enough…”

We crushed peasants, I feel like we sometimes are not grateful for the crumbs we are thrown, that sort of…light up the darkness we’re in.

If you’re not Jewish, at all, or have never been to a Seder, allow me to share this lovely concept and let’s bring it back into popular nomenclature.

Dayenu!

Musk fact checked Hillary in real time on Twitter, by buying it first.

Come on now. That’s a Dayenu.

I’m happy for the rest of my life that “Elon Musk” is making the people who made my life hell for so many years, miserable, right now. Like right now. And your lives. And millions of good normal people’s lives.

The people who did it.

The cognoscenti of needle-mania.

The people who planned and launched the mass misery and Covid death shot program.

Those people.

The so called “media.”

As long as they’re squealing like piglets being denied access to Control Milk—I’m sitting back and not worrying what kind of “fraud,” exactly, Elon Musk may be.

Listen, please: This should not be mistaken for my “believing” in him, or thinking him a “savior.”

He’s my enemy’s enemy.

And he’s funny. And he’s making the Media Lords lose their ever-loving minds. Those blue check marks, like the Black Tulips that drove Tulipomania in Europe in the 17th century, suddenly devalued…to nothing.

The very avatar that enabled them to bully and boot-kick us half to death—declare in the “public square” what is real, what is true what is moral, what is repugnant.

The day after buying it, and walking in with a sink, he decides to sell the obnoxious royal blue Twitter check “you are somebody, as opposed to these nobody’s” marks… for $8.

My father, in life, would have said:

“You’re right Celia. Nobody can say that’s not funny.”

Elon Musk @elonmusk

Twitter’s current lords & peasants system for who has or doesn’t have a blue checkmark is bullshit. Power to the people! Blue for $8/month.

Elon Musk @elonmusk

This is fake – I did *not* tweet out a link to The New York Times!

By the way, I say all this, as a peasant, “permanently banned” from Twitter since 2021, not yet restored, not all that concerned.

I prefer this place. Our place.

Speaking of which, this is a must read piece about all the Musk theories, by Mark Bisone.