Just watched the trailer for another one of “their” movies, “Office Christmas Party,” while we are extorted, spied upon, and herded in various other ways into an ignoble inkblot on this planet’s historical record, they are partying – literally. All over your graves, your exploitation, your trust.
I debated whether to include in this little expose my cultivated observation that the film’s title and header (“party like your job depends upon it”) likely applies to one of this nation’s infamous intelligence agencies – you know, the one most heavily involved in some of the collusively-produced films, including those that definitively laid out the 911 attacks years beforehand.
It will help you to know that they do things with the English language much like police and judges do, so that you must understand what THEY mean when using YOUR vocabulary. In this case, “party” means to exult over what they have gotten away with, with a very special emphasis on sordid aspects.
I could help you all further, given more time and space.
But let me illustrate it this way: if these goons and their technology existed during WWII, they would be making party flicks out of the human condition in concentration camps which THEY ran.
This film would be instructions to the SS to go on unflinchingly. To know them is to expose them.
I can’t do anything for the dead, including the brain-dead.
Anyone living and breathing out there?