How Can We Tell When We've Been Played?
"People don't care about being duped as long as they're happy, which is the shortest form of happiness; hence 'self-duprication' becomes a habit." - Criss Jami
“Pasty old men on the porch played Texas hold ’em using Old West playing cards without numbers. They sipped joe and flashed toothless smiles as Anika and Sam marched toward the Alamo entrance. Though their smiles appeared genuine, even endearing, these weren’t the innocent grandpas from central casting. ”
― Chad Boudreaux, Homecoming Queen
When do we realize that we’ve been played by the pasty, old men on the porch?
It just happened again in France. I don’t see much commentary. Everyone’s “ho and hum” about the outcome.
In case you missed the exciting, tumultuous news, the conservative movement victory, so heavily promoted in France’s initial election as a sure win, never materialized. Evidently, to stop what many French political parties regard as a highly conservative party (Marine Le Pen’s National Rally party), disparate and antagonistic communist, socialist, and what the French define as centralist, French President Macron’s party, formed a coalition by having 218 of their weakest candidates pull out of the second election so that more electable candidates only stood against a conservative candidate. Many French evidently preferred these left-over liberals.
Here’s Sky News Australia for your update. You might want to skip to 2:47 just before James Morrow’s, Sky News Host, comments which are witty and relevant.
Yes, James.
You gotta love the French Left. They riot when they win. They riot when they lose. They riot on a day ending in “y.”
If you play until 4:50 or so in the video, you’ll hear someone, perhaps the videographer, say, “It’s the same guy. The same fat guy. That I saw earlier.” A raging bonfire burns amid flying glass and other missiles in the air.
The same fat guy?
Before hearing this sentence, we’re befuddled. We’re suspicious but slightly wary of our own reactions. Perhaps like this young person appropriately attired in a beret. Waking up is hard to do.
[Credit to Koolshooters from Pexels for video and Fesliyan Studios for comedic music tracks “Moron” and “Seriously” by David Fesliyan.]
Yes, we ask ourselves, as others do in wonder, what just happened?
Learn this lesson. When contradictory events arise with no underlying basis of rationality, you’ve been played.
We can say that the uber-left in France played a smart move by forming a coalition, or we can say that certain people made phone calls and certain events occurred as a result. Kind of like Tony Soprano. He talks to someone who talks to someone, and suddenly, 218 candidates pull out of the run-off election.😂
Suddenly, what appeared as a massive movement promoting a conservative approach to immigration within French society becomes a moot point because the Uber-Left loves immigrants. Strangely…so do Uber-Left organizations like the EU and WEF.
The other tip-off is that when you see the same guy throwing the same flammable liquid on the same fire burning in the same street, you’re witnessing an “orchestrated event.” The EU and WEF love orchestrated events because all orchestrated events 💯% back their favorite causes.
Remember to never dismiss illogic. Illogic as a feature in any orchestrated event is the dead give-away that the event is…well…orchestrated. So, if the French Uber-Left riots when they win and lose, then they’ve defeated the purpose of rioting, and we know the rioting is orchestrated to create the appearance of instability and promote fear of change.
The elections in France? Ah, oui, Monsieur.
Here are some great graphics from the Daily Mail, July 2, 2024, in an article entitled “Over 200 French election candidates quit in effort to block Marine Le Pen’s hard-Right party forming government…” by Neil Sears.
Dramatic, aren’t they? Don’t be played. This was an orchestrated election and orchestrated rioting to further Agenda 2030 which basically involves the complete subjugation of Europe under an Uber-Left playbook while Klaus and his comrades begin building their Tristate City Network.
Don’t know what the Tristate City Network is? They need France. Looky here. There’s a “Paris Boulevard” in the Tristate City Network. And the London Boulevard goes right through France, too. What a coincidence.
Here’s another view.
Both images are from a telling article in Wine Press entitled “Netherlands Announces That They Will Seize And Close 3,000 Farms, As Government Looks To Create Metropolitan Smart City” by Jacob M. Thompson…if you care to read.
Long story short, those who want and plan on building Tristate can’t afford to lose a France committed to World Economic Forum goals with their hopes and plans focused on rewilding Europe; throwing farmers off their lands; and providing the biometric, AI-intelligence services, and digital ID to monitor all citizens at all times.
After all, that’s why they want the troublesome immigrants in Europe although a ground swell of opposition is growing such as through Le Pen’s party. Without the immigrant to rape European women; threaten citizens with knives and expose their genitals in mockery; import and run their drug dealing such as those which have completely overwhelmed Swedish authorities; and generally terrorize citizens, how will they ever establish the orderly boulevards and corridors of Tristate City Network?
Soon, dear French citizens, you will be offered the deal. The fighting will be real. The people dying will be real, and you will be offended but most of all afraid. You will want the violence to stop. You will want peace to return to your land. You will want laws observed and enforced and guilty people punished. People who build Tristate will show you how each citizen’s private, personal data is held by them. Their thoughts may well be held by them. Won’t you want to become apart of a society where order reigns and provides you freedom from fear?
Don’t take the deal. As Ben Franklin said: “Those who would give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety.”
"And the London Boulevard goes right through France, too. What a coincidence. "
Guffaw!!!
Don't worry about the French. They like to stay in shape , and they have more than twenty ways of saying FU.
One thing for sure, tho....ain't no Joan the Maid gonna help them out this time. They're on their own.
I'm French Canadian descent, Franco "American", they say, US colony that is. And you know what? The French are cheap. They never have enough of money.
And it was the French who declared that the northwest pacific Potlatch Culture...(native north americans were "gifting cultures", no money system or private property, no one owns the earth, it is for all)....to be "criminally insane". Giving away one's wealth is considered "criminally insane" to the royal euros.
Here's how untruth is destroyed, and don't cry into your tea for politicians. Please. They are but the gargoyles at the crest of the ships of commerce. The Market/Machine "Whirled"
Great Comedy Material, however. They could use a few tips from Disney these days. Their "costumes slips" are showing, flagrantly.
"Don't vote, it only encourages them. "
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lbPMTbzGmMg
"Are You Being Lied To?"
What goes around comes around,
I admire the spunk of the French. In 2014, it only took one day of lobbing tear gas canisters back at the gestapo by hand for them to figure out they could do it better with tennis rackets.
When I asked a man in US, camping, young French man, how great that was, eh? , when the French said FU in their inimitable way, and just spread their dinners out on tablecloths in the streets of Paris, with flowers, wine, and friends, performing a great big FU to the cafes and restaurants who wanted "certificates" to enter.
He replied that this was so normal in France, he never noticed.
LOL...first thought from title question...."Seems to me I've heard that song before....an old familiar score"
"Pasty old men on the porch!" Oh, yeah....precisely the topic I and another have been "cleaning up after"....Don't tempt me. I composed a "different" version of "Old Men", Simon and Garfunkel, and it'll get my head severed if sung publicly.
But that's nothing new, so I probably will.