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Three years ago today, I was quarantined in a hotel in Las Vegas. Our rigging team was scheduled to immediately fly to Abu Dhabi to host a UFC show for a harem of Arab sheikhs and their heads.
With nothing to do, I fell asleep watching Donald Trump's show. “Stop the Steal” Speech on TV. I noticed my phone exploded with text messages, but no names, just phone numbers. (New phone. Who's against it?)
Be prepared for the worst. There's no storm coming. It's already here.
“They're going for it! Oh my god!” read one.
“Yes! Yes!! Let's fuck GOOO!!!,” said another.
“Baboons. A flock of baboons. Are these your people?” asked another.
No name. Only numerical anons. We had to guess who was who.
I looked up at the TV and turned up the volume. The phone rang again.
“This is the best!!”
On television screens, American flags could be seen flying over the chaotic rioters. Tear gas was fired from everywhere. Fox News talking heads were already blathering about things like “attacks on democracy.” The same goes for CNN and MSNBC. Typical.
The 9/11 attacks gave older professionals a lot of practice. The coronavirus panic has sent them into full parrot mode.
All I was thinking about was the past year of race riots, cities on fire, white boy beatings, and the media's lame excuses for urban brutality. The hypocrisy was infuriating, but it wasn't new.
The phone kept ringing.
“I think you said Trump supporters aren't violent. Lol.”
“Go! Go!! Oooh!!!
“Where's Trump?”
The next day, January 7, the question still hung in the air. Was the president imprisoned by the regime? Did he flee overseas?
“Where's Trump?”
That night, President Trump finally issued a statement regarding the riot. Then a friend of his sent me a post from a widely read, plan-trusted, “Christ is King” type of blogger. The man seemed convinced that President Trump's broadcast was a deepfake. He pointed to the president's neck flab as proof — as if he had hooked a fake Trump's head to the collar of his suit and started typing his lines.
The neo-reactionary planners were pushing back. Maybe the real president is in jail. Maybe he was already dead. Maybe we'll all die soon.
I told my friend this is ridiculous. In the end, he agreed. “But please wait a few more years…”
For the next two weeks, I watched my country descend into madness on TV in Abu Dhabi. Pundits and politicians have repeatedly repeated the story of a “deadly riot,” but never once mentioned that all five people who died were Trump supporters.
Meanwhile, a friend of mine, whose mental health had been seriously compromised under the mask-and-vaccine regime, was exposed to the increasingly deranged pathological liars who talked about “white hats” and “America is actually a corporation.” They sent me the video and vague footage of the suspect. The Liberation Army off the coast of California is liberating us from our demonic communist neo-Babylonian overlords.
In reality, there was no “deadly riot”, just a cynically exploited riot. There was no “plan” either. It was just a bunch of cynically exploited patriots lamenting the loss of their homeland.
The situation is only going to get worse. A new election cycle plagued by tribal resentment, open borders, wars overseas, unreliable voting systems, apparent AI agents, sophisticated deepfake software, and digital paranoia bigger than the Asian internet cafes in hell. Upon entering, something tells us that we haven't seen anything yet.
Advocate for what's best for America. This is our home. End of story.
But be prepared for the worst. There's no storm coming. It's already here.
Joe Allen has written for the Chronicles, The Federationist, Human Events, The National Pulse, Parabola, Salvo, and Protocol: The Journal of the Entertainment Technology Industry.his book Dark Aeon: Transhumanism and the War on Humanity is out now.
