Sometimes I just feel like being silly…
ODE TO GLOBALISTS AND THEIR BRILLIANT TACTICS by Emmie Cromwell This is the story of a totalitarian fleet, searching the world for bugs to eat. Globalism is the name of this ideological regime. It is a popular but dangerous unhinged scheme. Gates and Soros lead this well-funded accord; supplemented by foundations like Hewlett and Ford. They tell us intuition is a lazy man’s thinking, then demand that we swallow what the crazy man’s drinking. They silence those who ask too many questions; expecting blind compliance with their leader’s directions. It is a conundrum for me as I watch from afar; flummoxed by ideas so clearly bazaar. Gender ideologues impose medical logjams. Soon they’ll be demanding female prostate exams. Shameless climatologists from around the world are fervently outspoken when farts are unfurled. Activists become giddy at the sight of concrete; perfect designs to which they can glue their feet. Others may choose the more sophisticated mode of plopping their bums in the middle of the road. Some visit neighborhoods on fancy coach busses; there to defend residents who have incurred injustices. They scream about the evils of the police in town, before proceeding to burn the neighborhood down. If grid lock by tushy leaves you befuddled, you have safely avoided the Globalist muddle. But do not interpret the mayhem of late as a detriment to the Globalist’s collective fate. Because division gives birth to dangerous things... like a world that is ruled by Globalist kings.
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