Like Looking For Cleanliness in a Pigsty
“The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. From the sole of the foot even to the head, there is no soundness in it, but bruises and sores and raw wounds; they are not pressed out or bound up or softened with oil.” (Isaiah 1:5-6)
The rottenness, bankruptcy and general degradation of Western societies used to be something that only crazed conspiracy theorists like me could apparently see. Yet as the speed of the clown car has picked up pace year by year, week by week, day by day, no doubt even some of the “respectable” folks out there are finding it harder to ignore the obvious signs that we’re now in Wile E. Coyote mode, flapping our arms in the air in a desperate attempt to defy gravity, before gravity inevitably defies us and sends us hurtling to the ground at the bottom of the cliff we just leapt off.
What signs? Well, the fact that the so-called leader of the so-called free world is a man who has trouble knowing what day of the week it is, and who holds his monumentally corrupt, drug-addled, perverted son to be “the smartest man I know”. — Or the fact that the country formerly known as “Great” Britain, having been led for the last several years by a blonde Etonian thespian, was then led for a few days by a person impersonating a particularly dim-witted sixth form student taking part in her first school debate, and will shortly be led by a more competent WEF globalist (possibly the blonde thespian again), whose job it will be to continue managing the controlled demolition of the economy and its transition to a Central Bank Digital Currency dystopia.