Larry C. Johnson, Col. Larry Wilkerson, 2/8/26
"S-400 In Iran - F-35 Myth About To Collapse"
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Sunday, February 8, 2026
"Economic Collapse = Societal Collapse"
"Economic Collapse = Societal Collapse"
It’s deliberate so that we can have “order out of chaos”,
as in New World Order, also known as the tyranny of the ruling sociopaths.
by Milan Adams
"Other than the obvious consequences, what might we expect from a partial economic collapse? A total collapse of the economy would throw the nation into utter chaos. But what if we endure an economic depression, or a severe and long-lasting downturn? I think that some of the effects are not so obvious.
1. The college and university system will collapse: As I explained in this previous post, the system of higher education is a house of cards. The cost of getting a college degree has risen sharply and steadily, while real income has remained relatively flat. The price rise is due to the easy availability of grants and loans for education. But with so many persons getting a college degree, its value in the marketplace has plummeted. Many college grads are out of work, or they are working in a job that does not require a degree. Eventually, this practice of paying more and more, for something that is worth less and less, will collapse the system. Colleges and universities will not have enough paying students, and professors will not agree to a drastic pay cut. Overhead expenses are far too high. All that is needed is an economic collapse, or partial collapse, to topple this house of cards. Many universities and colleges will be forced by economics to shut down.
2. Agricultural yields will plummet: The current U.S. agricultural system is based on the expectation of high yields. But high yields are obtained by high inputs - all the things that go into growing the crop, including lots of fertilizer, perhaps irrigation, herbicides, pesticides, labor, machinery. Then those high yields are sold and the money is then used to fund the inputs for the next crop cycle.
An economic collapse will mean that farmers will not be able to afford all the inputs needed for high yields. And when yields fall, the amount of money from that crop will be less. Then the next crop cycle will have even less money for inputs, resulting in even lower yields. And the process will continue — lower yields, less money, lower inputs — until many farmers are out of business and a food crisis results.
3. Violent crime will increase: When people lack money and food, they become desperate. And desperate people do desperate things. Theft and robbery will skyrocket, and people will be afraid in their homes, and afraid to go out in the community. Even a quick trip to the market will become risky. Sales of most goods will plummet, causing the economic crisis to worsen. Protests will turn violent. Home invasion robberies will become much more common. Many people will be killed or injured as a result of this increase in violent crimes.
4. Law enforcement will be overwhelmed: The law enforcement system in the U.S. is commercial. Officers are paid. We don’t keep a large excess of officers on the payroll, just in case crime sharply increases. So it is relatively easy for the system to be overwhelmed. And that means a call to 911 might not bring the police to your door in time, if at all. Those who have firearms for home defense will be much better off than those who rely solely on the police. But many households have no firearms. And that means that robberies will increase, and so will the economic damage and the number of injuries and deaths.
5. The healthcare system will be overwhelmed: The healthcare system is also commercial, and lacks a safety margin in the form of excess doctors and nurses. Hospitals operate at close to capacity. A sudden increase in persons who are sick or injured will overwhelm the system. The aforementioned increase in violent crime will undoubtedly increase injuries. But it is less obvious that a disruption to the food production and distribution system will increase illnesses. Plenty of good healthy food is the first line of defense against illness. Malnourished persons are much more likely to get sick. So an extended disruption to the food supply will cause an increase in illnesses.
6. Travel anywhere will become dangerous: As a result of all the above described problems, travel will be dangerous. Want to make a quick trip to the supermarket? You risk having your house robbed, if it is left unoccupied. And you risk being attacked on your way back from the market. Robbers might wait outside the market and follow anyone who looks like they purchased a lot of food.
There will be protests in many places, and violence will often break out. People who are hungry and afraid do not make the best decisions. Then there is the cultural aspect of the situation. We live in a culture that tells us to expect the government to take care of us, and to protest whenever anything doesn’t go our way. Ironically, self-sufficiency is abhorrent to our narcissistic culture. I expect that the roadways will be dangerous, as violent criminals will see travelers as easier targets than homes.
7. The death rate will jump higher: People will be malnourished because of the disruption in the food supply, so they will get sick more easily. Violent crimes and violent protests will result in many more injuries than usual. And yet healthcare will be much more difficult to access. There will be a shortage of hospital beds. It will be difficult to get a doctor’s appointment. There may be a shortage of prescription and OTC medications.
All of these factors will make life a riskier endeavor. Now if you are a seasoned prepper, who has long considered the dangers inherent in an economic collapse, you may have anticipated some of the above consequences. But I hope I’ve added to your understanding of the possible problems that we may soon face."
"The Universe"
“There are no accidents. If it's appeared on your life radar, this is why: to teach you that dreams come true; to reveal that you have the power to fix what's broken and heal what hurts; to catapult you beyond seeing with just your physical senses; and to lift the veils that have kept you from seeing that you're already the person you dreamed you'd become. There are no accidents. And believe me, that was one heck of a dream.”
“Tallyho,”
The Universe
“Thoughts become things... choose the good ones!”
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“Thoughts become things... choose the good ones!”
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"Intense Cognitive Workout, Enter a Highly Focused Mental State - Isochronic Tones"
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Headphones are NOT REQUIRED for this video/track.
Jason Lewis - Mind Amend,
"Intense Cognitive Workout,
Enter a Highly Focused Mental State - Isochronic Tones"
"This an extended version of my "Peak Focus For Complex Tasks" session. Listen to this when you need a strong burst of intense focus to concentrate and study things like advanced mathematics, scientific formulas, financial analysis or any other complex mental activity. Listen to this track with your eyes open while doing the task/activity you want to focus on.
This is a high-intensity audio brainwave entrainment session, using isochronic tones. Use this video to increase focus and concentration while studying, working and doing any mentally taxing activity. Listen to this track with your eyes open while doing the task/activity you want to focus on. Although headphones are not required you may find they produce a more intense effect, because they help to block out distracting external sounds.
Isochronic tones are a fast and effective audio-based way to stimulate your brain. Among many of the benefits, they can help improve focus, relaxation, energy levels, sleep and more, without taking drugs or needing any special equipment. What isochronic tones essentially do is guide your dominant brainwave activity to a different frequency while you are listening to them, allowing you to influence and change your mental state and how you feel."
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"Isochronic Tones –
How They Work, the Benefits and the Research"
This is a brainwave entrainment audio session using isochronic tones combined with music. The isochronic tones are the repetitive beats you can hear on top of the music throughout the track. If you are new to this type of audio brainwave entrainment, find out how isochronic tones work and how they compare to binaural beats here:
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Listen folks, we're out of time! Whether you want to know it or not we're literally in the fight of our lives, for our lives right now, and it's going to get much, much worse. Some of you reading this will not survive, and I may not either, so I'll take any edge I can get, and you should too... This works for me. Prepare yourself, brace for impact... - CP
"It May Be Then..."
"Passion doesn't count the cost. Pascal said that the heart has its reasons that reason takes no account of. If he meant what I think, he meant that when passion seizes the heart it invents reasons that seem not only plausible but conclusive to prove that the world is well lost for love. It convinces you that honor is well sacrificed and that shame is a cheap price to pay. Passion is destructive. It destroyed Antony and Cleopatra, Tristan and Isolde, Parnell and Kitty O'Shea. And if it doesn't destroy it dies. It may be then that one is faced with the desolation of knowing that one has wasted the years of one's life, that one's brought disgrace upon oneself, endured the frightful pang of jealousy, swallowed every bitter mortification, that one's expended all one's tenderness, poured out all the riches of one's soul on a poor drab, a fool, a peg on which one hung one's dreams, who wasn't worth a stick of chewing gum."
- W. Somerset Maugham
"Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time;
it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable."
- Sydney J. Harris
"In A Nation Ruled By Swine..."
“In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upwardly mobile - and the rest of us are f****d until we can put our acts together: not necessarily to win, but mainly to keep from losing completely. We owe that to ourselves and our crippled self-image as something better than a nation of panicked sheep.”
- Hunter S. Thompson, “The Great Shark Hunt”
"Lookout Don't Look Up"
"Lookout Don't Look Up"
Phone addiction is the most powerful drug on earth.
by Nicholas Creed
"Is the art of conversation dying or dead almost those born since 2000? Does that age cohort favour emojis and digital communication over face to face human interaction and verbal dialogue? I ask these questions both rhetorically and tongue-in-cheek, because we all know the answer. I feel like I am surrounded by zombies. I am surrounded by zombies. I’ve ranted about this kind of thing before, here, here, and here.
Today I re-examine ‘smart’ dumb phone addiction through the lens of a pedestrian in mortal peril, a driver who sees 99.9% of motorists playing on their phones or watching videos in Bangkok, and as a quietly despairing man from a bygone era that values meaningful human connection. I must be old-fashioned. I was born in 1984 and now I am living through Eric Blair aka George Orwell’s Nineteen eighty four. I have yet to turn forty years old, yet I may be called a ‘boomer’ simply by virtue of my principles and how I cling onto being human, acting human, rejecting the merging of man and machine, and quite literally detesting my own phone.
I leave my little blue screen at home most of the time. Mrs. Creed is never without hers; alas I do encourage her to spend less time on her Instagram story and more time on our story in the land of the living, within the magical, spontaneous, unpredictable realm of reality.
There are a handful of friends who I can rely on for punctuality to appear at a convened meeting point at the allotted time. It is liberating being without that little device that craves attention - even with zero anti-social media apps installed, no email account apps, *no Substack app*, no food delivery apps - only Telegram and Signal messaging - I can make do with those on my laptop desktop alone.
I was pleasantly surprised a few weeks back when I met a friend in the park for some outdoor exercise at the open-air gym, when he was despondent to my calls and messages. I reluctantly brought my phone in its little faraday cage pouch and fished it out upon arrival to check if he was nearby. He turned up and proudly announced that he’d left his phone at home, inspired by observing me having done the same so often. It was checkmate with me in the NPC crosshairs on that occasion. Nay bother. Going ‘phoneless’ is catching on. Long may it continue.
Last night I braved thunder and lightning in a torrential classic Bangkok monsoon season downpour to make a run to the local minimart. There are rarely any pavements (‘sidewalks’ in American English) around Bangkok’s little ‘Sois’ (roads). As I toddled home, I hugged the right side of the road on the final corner of the home stretch, only to be almost wiped out of the game.
A food delivery driver tore around the corner towards me, one hand on his motorcycle handlebar, the other hand holding his phone as he slouched forwards checking the map direction on his blue screen. I breathed in and darted further still into the walls atop the drains. He missed me by millimeters. I shouted in Thai “concentrate!” - to which I received an angry glare. Sorry for existing, and being in your way as you multi-tasked your journey one-handed in zero-visibility heavy rain at highspeed, Mr. Motorcyclist.
I see these near-misses daily around my neigbourhood - for the most part these motorcyclists seem to have developed an extra-sensory perception via peripheral vision that allows them to remain glued to their phones as they swerve around oncoming traffic and pedestrians. Although I know from the daily death tolls on the roads involving motorcycles and pick-up trucks, that many souls are not so ‘lucky’. It really is a concrete jungle out there.
As my car’s engine idles in the dreaded Bangkok gridlocked traffic from time to time, I look around from side to side, and what do I see? Everyone is on their phone, almost all motorists are wearing a facemask, often alone in their cars, and motorcyclists are often playing games or watching YouTube videos; if they are not otherwise mesmerised by the infinite scroll of drivel via Facebook.
When the traffic lights turn green, invariably it warrants a beep of my horn to pull the driver in front of me out of their phone-induced stupor, so that they may drive forwards, whilst they ambidextrously continue tapping away on their screens, putting their automatic drive vehicles into gear.
Frightening. Insane. Normalized. The brief reprieves from being - I like to think - sane, in an insane and abnormal society, come via the rare glances of acknowledgement from fellow humans who are socially self-aware of their surroundings, and fully conscious. What a rare, beautiful sight it is to behold, truly. Especially on the public transport links - Bangkok’s underground mass rapid transit (MRT) trains, or the over-ground ‘Skytrain’ system.
It reminds me of that scene in the film "I Am Legend" when Will Smith’s character discovers the mutated humans underground all huddled together in silence:
Yet within the silent, huddled, phone scrolling of the public transport trains in Bangkok, I yearn to find just one person who is phoneless, without earphones, without an Ipad or device in their palms. It is extremely rare. If our eyes meet but for a moment, we might exchange a knowing smile as we glance around at the other automaton passengers. It makes for good people watching at least.
What a waste of the inherently natural beauty that used to radiate from Thai women. They just do not look up anymore. They are also still often masked. Hidden away from the world, sinking into the digital, all consuming, attention sapping succubus demon of the blue screen. Unquestionably addicted. Hopelessly dependent on their bastion of truth propaganda, spewing out attention-span diminishing ten second clips of nonsense.
I am so glad to not be a single man in this landscape which is devoid of feeling, numbed by always being connected to the internet, yet entirely disconnected from the sense of self, surroundings, and from life itself.
I met an interesting bloke at the sports hall in the local park. He has a unique job where his role comes in between physiotherapy and doctor’s rehabilitative duties for people who have suffered devastating physical injuries, often from car accidents. I can’t recall the job title, but it is something ‘activated’. He helps people to ‘get activated’ through a type of Swedish massage and stretching exercises. He ranted about phone addiction.
He casually said: “Basically, babies are born now, they learn to walk, then that’s it really. They do not progress beyond the ability to walk in terms of their physical development. The walk turns into a shuffle with poor posture. Most infants are given an Ipad by the age of two years old here. Then they are cognitively and physically stunted in terms of development.”
We mused on how across the sports centre halls of the local park - Pickle Ball, Badminton, Table Tennis, Basketball, and Volleyball - the children are absent. Teenagers are nowhere to be seen. The age demographic for the most part is 30 years old and up. We agreed, nostalgically, how our childhoods in England were spent climbing trees, building rope-swings, playing football, and generally being outdoors as much as possible.
“Piss off Creed you cringeworthy Boomer!” - I hear some youngster shout from the backrow…
As a teenager at the turn of the millennium on new year’s eve 1999, I was at a house party with the entire high school year of pupils. It was wild. I drank myself stupid and ended up throwing up all over my friend’s parent’s pretty flowerbed in their neatly trimmed suburbia garden. I was somewhat mortified. I featured heavily in Monday morning’s gossip stories around the school. It faded away. Only to be replaced by some other drunken teenager falling down some stairs or into a bush at the next week’s house party.
Nowadays, teenagers cannot afford to make such mistakes - even though such errors can be a coming of age rite of passage. Not necessarily involving alcohol, but general moments of great embarrassment when you want the ground to swallow you up and memory hole the incident.
Nowadays, a teenager would be subject to intense ‘cyber bullying’ if they put one foot wrong at a party. It would be remixed into a funky video clip to a whacky soundtrack and might go viral, if they are very unfortunate. I wonder what teenaged house parties are like now. Do they sit around on their phones showing each other videos and messaging the person sat beside them? Do some people play up to the camera phones for attention, or choregraph a little dance for TikTok?
“Shut up Creed you stupid Boomer!”
As a child, I would call my friends by landline and ask “are you playing out today?” Then we would ‘knock-on’ our friend’s front door, and off we went to explore the great outdoors, tearing around on our BMX bikes, with the only danger we put ourselves in owing to our own non-stop laughter, and perhaps foolishly cycling together side by side in a row on a main road.
Although we weren’t chased by nefarious government officials from clandestine programs like in the show Stranger Things, we once experienced a bicycle chase from a group of much older boys after we replaced the huge log on their rope-swing with a twig, just for a laugh. I am sure they would have beaten us to a pulp if they had caught up with us - a lucky, narrow escape.
That’ll do it for glimpsing into my misspent well-spent, character building youth. We were free once upon a time. Carefree, adventurous, explorative, and curious about the big wide world."
Lookout Phone Parody Video I don’t know who to give credit for this final parody clip. Fellow Substacker TriTorch sent me a link to it (I hope he recommences his writing again when the time is right). If I can persuade Mrs. Creed to add a Thai voiceover to the video, I bet my inbox will be inundated by Thais asking where they can order it…
As TriTorch said to me in a direct message which I am sure he won’t mind me quoting verbatim: "They're (phones) highly weaponized poison aimed directly at mankind. Worse than drugs because the vector of attack makes so much sense ("well my son has to have his cell phone in class, what if there's an emergency") <--- there's so much evil built into that mantra it's practically inconceivable (we went on just fine for 200 years without cell phones in classrooms, but whatever eases the parents' minds paves the path to our ruin).
"A Comforter in the Storm"
"A Comforter in the Storm"
by Edward Curtin
“What is the nature of the search? you ask. The search is what anyone would undertake if he were not sunk in the everydayness of his own life. To become aware of the search is to be onto something. Not to be onto something is to be in despair.”
Walker Percy, "The Moviegoer"
"To say we live in chaotic, disquieting, and sinister times is undeniable. Its truthfulness is revealed in the great sense of foreboding evident among the population of the United States. Everyone I know feels it. The forces of history and chance, always powerful although often ignored as people pursue private happiness, at times gather into a great and obvious storm that sets people back on their heels. It becomes impossible to discount. Now is such a time. Everything seems to be falling apart at once.
Sometimes the memory of a work of art resonates with reality; seems to conspire with nature to rattle the mind. In the opening pages of the Russian poet Boris Pasternak’s novel, "Doctor Zhivago" – a story set in Russia during the Russian Revolutionary period – the eponymous main character, Dr. Yurii Andreievich Zhivago (called Yura as a child,) is ten years-old and distraught. He has just attended his mother’s funeral where he stood on her grave weeping and is spending the night with his uncle in the local monastery. The night brings a ferocious snowstorm that awakens Yura and brings him to tears for the second time that day.
Outside there was no trace of the road, the graveyard, or the kitchen garden, nothing but the blizzard, the air smoking with snow. It was almost as if the snowstorm had caught sight of Yura and conscious of its power to terrify, roared and howled, doing everything possible to impress him. The boy fears his mother will sink deeper and deeper into the earth.
Pasternak, a symbolist poet of deep spirituality, uncannily wrote a large and ambitious novel near the end of his life. It is a book that is deeply rooted in the real world, beginning with the boy’s mother’s death and ending with that of the grown Yurii. Bookends of endings that leave the reader’s spirit uncaged and oddly rhapsodic. Sad it is, but not depressing, for it is a love story filled with radiance and resurrection, especially fitting now when to distinguish between the real and the apparent world is so problematic and hope is so hard to find in such a dark time.
“Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all -,” wrote Emily Dickinson. Hope, like America, as the great peace warrior poet Fr. Daniel Berrigan, S.J. used to say, is hard to find. Not impossible, just hard. Perhaps it is better to say it must be created through action. Action rooted in faith. But from whence comes faith?
I was reminded of this scene the other night as I looked out my New England window at the blizzard burying everything in sight. It was bitter cold and the wind was howling. Lucky to have a warm abode and far from being a child, it wasn’t the blizzard that frightened me. It was its message. Chaos coming, madness in the saddle, people losing their minds, leaders drunk on power, war, hatred, murder in the streets. Lost souls. Lost, lost souls.
Such sentiments have been uttered before, so I don’t want to exaggerate. Yet I feel certain we have entered a new “reality,” one based on phantoms and methods, a digital world spun out of the nineteenth century’s so-called “death of God,” or God’s murder. The murder of God also meant the suicide of man, with both finally resulting in rule by algorithm and artificial intelligence and our time when everything has become unsettled, doubtful, and frighteningly farcical, all a deadly parody – in Nietzsche’s prescient words: “something extraordinarily nasty and evil is about to make its debut.”
But then there was this as well in the night, brief as it was. Strangely, the storm cracked its shell at one point, the clouds parted serenely for a brief glimpse of what seemed like a few stars, and I could see the snow settling softly on the ground like a diaphanous large bird with its wings a massive white comforter. The menace turned to tranquility, a sense of peace entered my heart, and just as quickly the storm roared back with the air smoking with snow and the ephemeral vision of hope gone.
So I went back to bed, got under the comforter, and wondered myself back to sleep. And I dreamed. And as usual I dreamed of birds, numerous dreams and numerous birds, as has happened throughout my life. All my significant dreams – and for some reason I remember almost all my dreams in detail – have been about birds. Not only do I encounter rare birds of flamboyant plumage in these night visions, but I fly with them. Gravity with its grave and somber implications no longer holds me down. I don’t talk about these encounters, except to my wife, and I will not go into details here. Let me just say they are real for me – deep experiences – like for Emily Dickinson, a source of hope in my soul. Like Percy Shelley in his poem “To A Skylark,” I too confess to my birds, What thou art I know not, for knowing is overrated. When one magnificent huge multi-colored bird fluttered its wings so I could feel its edges, I was reluctant to do so for fear of hurting the bird, but it assured me I wouldn’t because they were my wings also. Winged words, doves of the spirit, birds released from these sentences to release a transcendent vision from the aviary of my mind.
Yurii Zhivago is not only a medical doctor but a poet. In both roles he has a special gift for diagnosis. The book is a glowing example of Pasternak’s reverence for the wholeness of life, how our ends are in our beginnings and our beginnings in our ends, how patterns circulate through all our lives in ways we often know nothing of until a visionary experience or a work of art reveals them to us. Patterns across history, society, and families. This is exemplified by the uncanny crisscrossing parallels that occur from the beginning to the end of Dr. Zhivago. Life (zhivago in Russian = life, living, alive), after all, not us, is in control.
My adult son has an uncanny affinity for birds, not because I taught him about them or recounted my dreams to him. He can spot the smallest or most camouflaged, identify them all by sound and sight, point them out on the wing no matter how fast their flight, and draw them into his orbit as mystical friends. His wild garden is an aviary and a temple for imaginative dreaming. His communion with birds is a source of wonder to me and his mother.
[You might find this hard to believe, but just as I had started to write about him, hope, and birds, he dropped by our house for a few minutes and I heard him in the kitchen mention to his mother his friend named Hope and bird wings. It seemed unreal but wasn’t.]
Recently, in the middle of winter but before the heavy snows covered the farmer’s fields, he had seen some small-eared owls soaring at twilight. He invited his mother, lady, sister with family, and me to come to see them one late afternoon, but none appeared. Along the country road we traversed, we passed a half-dozen men standing in wait in the crepuscular light, sentinels guarding some hoped-for vision that would lift their winter spirits. It seemed to me the old adage pertained: He who has eyes to see, let him see. Only certain people are gifted with the clairvoyance that can conjure up not just such an owl, but the bird of paradise. These men were searching for a comforter who appears on its own schedule; but at least they were searching and open to an epiphany.
I said to my son, why don’t you write about your relationship with birds? He immediately demurred, giving no reason. I took it to mean that for him his relationship with birds, like the mountain running that he does, filled his heart and lungs with the spirit of life (his zhivago), and that was enough. It was then that I connected my “dream” life to his “real” life, my writer’s life to his active life. Hope takes many forms. And “the wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit.”
“Sitting still,” said Nietzsche, “is the real sin against the Holy Ghost.” For not flying is a way of lying, but art is a letting go.
"Ah, no wings of the body could compare
To wings of the spirit!
It is in each of us inborn:
That feeling that arises and ascends
When in the blue heavens overhead
The lark calls out in thrilling song."
- Goethe, "Faust"
"All Is Well, Or Is It?" (Excerpt)
"All Is Well, Or Is It?"
by Jim Quinn
“People don’t realize how hard it is to speak the truth
to a world full of people who don’t realize they’re living a lie”
Excerpt: "My government overlords and their legacy media propaganda outlets tell me the economy is booming because GDP is between 4% and 5%, the stock market is near all-time highs, inflation is declining, unemployment is low, and AI is going to transform our world for the better. According to their narrative, All is Well. Meanwhile, all hell is breaking loose in every facet of our everyday lives. We are seeing 6 sigma (once in 500 million) events in multiple markets (gold, silver, JPY bonds) within one week. Well functioning non-manipulated markets based on price discovery do not crash by 40% in one day, like silver did last week.
Government shutdowns, ICE shootings, massive welfare program fraud, passing more bloated spending bills, fake staged shutdowns, violent upheaval in Democrat run urban shitholes, uncovering and ignoring the 2020 election fraud, Democrats (with RINO support) desperately trying to stop the SAVE Act voter ID bill to continue their election fraud scheme, and Trump tariffing and threatening every country on earth if they don’t do what he says, makes every day seem like an exhausting slog towards perdition.
And now we know for a fact the world is run by Satan worshiping, vile, child molesting pedophiles, powerful sadistic billionaires, who use politicians, bankers, and their propaganda media whores to coverup their crimes against humanity. The information which has seen the light of day is revolting, disgusting, criminal, and makes any normal person physically ill. Imagine the material they haven’t released or have already destroyed. The evilness, degeneracy, and immorality of their acts is incomprehensible to the average person trying to live a moral life, earn a living and raise a family.
What is really stupefying to me is no one other than Epstein and Maxwell have been arrested. And it is pretty clear the Trump DOJ has absolutely no plans to arrest anyone for the most heinous crimes ever documented. Meanwhile, Trump rages against Thomas Massie, who was solely responsible for forcing the release of these incriminating documents, while being completely silent regarding the evil men who committed these despicable depraved acts upon children.
More revealing is the complete blackout on all the legacy media outlets of the Epstein file release. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. It’s almost as if they have been instructed to circle the wagons and pretend the Epstein files don’t exist. Remember the videos of dozens of news anchors mouthing the exact same propaganda slogans during the covid scamdemic? Our government and media are completely controlled by evil men wielding undue influence and power over every aspect of our lives. Without Twitter and some dedicated alt-media websites, the truth about the true nature of how our world actually runs would be completely silenced.
Our overlords use the CIA, Mossad, NSA, FBI and other means to control the narrative and lead the ignorant masses to their demise. It is absolutely true the MSM being silent about the Epstein files means at least 80% of the population has absolutely no idea they were even released. And even if they know, after decades of government school indoctrination, they are incurious and incapable of critical thought, just as the pedophile psychopaths planned. Aldous Huxley was right about so many things, especially how our masters deal with the truth.
“Great is truth, but still greater, from a practical
point of view, is silence about truth” – Aldous Huxley
Silence about the truth is their plan and they continue to implement it with deceptive gusto, while manipulating the propaganda levers of mind control through the media, Wall Street, the DC swamp, billionaire funded NGOs creating chaos across the land, and bought off social media influencers pushing whatever narrative they are instructed to spew by Israel and their child sacrificing co-conspirators throughout the government, finance, media, and entertainment industries. The narrative is ALL IS WELL, when anyone capable of examining the facts knows all is not well. In fact, our current situation is awful and deteriorating by the minute. I will briefly examine whether things are well in the markets, the economy, personal finances, politics, and global relations.
The standard response by those promoting the ALL IS WELL narrative is the stock market being within 2% of an all-time high. Scott Bessent and his band of hedge fund acolytes know they can manipulate the market upward whenever Trump does or says something astoundingly stupid. It can work in the short term because daily moves are based on emotion and momentum trading, but over the long term, earnings, valuations and reality will always win the day. The stock market valuation is currently 3 standard deviations above the long-term average and 45% above the Dotcom bubble valuation. We appear to be in a bubble seeking a pin."
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Adventures With Danno, "Amazing Grocery Deals At Meijer"
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Adventures With Danno, 2/8/26
"Amazing Grocery Deals At Meijer"
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Saturday, February 7, 2026
"The Everything Bubble: Crypto, Housing And Paper Wealth At Risk"
Jeremiah Babe, 2/7/26
"The Everything Bubble:
Crypto, Housing And Paper Wealth At Risk"
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Musical Interlude: Dire Straits, "Private Investigations"
Dire Straits, "Private Investigations"
Lyrics:
"It's a mystery to me, the game commences,
For the usual fee, plus expenses.
Confidential information, it's in a diary.
This is my investigation, it's not a public inquiry.
I go checking out the reports, digging up the dirt.
You get to meet all sorts in this line of work.
Treachery and treason, there's always an excuse for it,
And when I find the reason, I still can't get used to it.
And what have you got at the end of the day?
What have you got to take away?
A bottle of whiskey, and a new set of lies,
Blinds on the windows and a pain behind the eyes.
Scarred for life, no compensation,
Private investigations..."
"A Look to the Heavens"
"Big, beautiful spiral galaxy NGC 1055 is a dominant member of a small galaxy group a mere 60 million light-years away toward the aquatically intimidating constellation Cetus. Seen edge-on, the island universe spans over 100,000 light-years, a little larger than our own Milky Way galaxy. The colorful, spiky stars decorating this cosmic portrait of NGC 1055 are in the foreground, well within the Milky Way. But the telltale pinkish star forming regions are scattered through winding dust lanes along the distant galaxy's thin disk.
With a smattering of even more distant background galaxies, the deep image also reveals a boxy halo that extends far above and below the central bulge and disk of NGC 1055. The halo itself is laced with faint, narrow structures, and could represent the mixed and spread out debris from a satellite galaxy disrupted by the larger spiral some 10 billion years ago."
The Poet: William Stafford, “Starting With Little Things”
“Starting With Little Things”
“Love the earth like a mole,
fur-near. Nearsighted,
hold close the clods,
their fine-print headlines.
Pat them with soft hands -
Like spades, but pink and loving; they
break rock, nudge giants aside,
affable plow.
Fields are to touch;
each day nuzzle your way.
Tomorrow the world.”
- William Stafford
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"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?"
- "Dead Poets Society"
"Americans Are Living in Cars, Sheds, and Hotels - Here’s Why"
Full screen recommended.
Snyder Reports, 2/7/26
"Americans Are Living in Cars,
Sheds, and Hotels - Here’s Why"
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"10 U.S. Cities Where Food Prices Are Hitting A Breaking Point For Families"
Full screen recommended.
Across The States, 2/7/26
"10 U.S. Cities Where Food Prices
Are Hitting A Breaking Point For Families"
"Food prices are rising fast in U.S. cities - and it’s changing the real cost of living for families. See how grocery inflation is affecting household budgets, food access, and everyday life in your city. In this video, I take a closer look at how higher grocery prices are reshaping daily expenses across major U.S. cities. We break down what’s driving food inflation, how it connects to wages, housing, transportation, and supply chains, and why many households feel more financial pressure at the checkout line than ever before. This is a straightforward, data-based look at how rising food costs affect families, local economies, and long-term affordability in American cities - without blaming people or pushing fear. If you follow cost of living trends, grocery prices, and the U.S. economy at the local level, this video will help you understand what’s really happening behind today’s higher food bills."
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Dan, I Allegedly, "Nothing About This News Makes Sense Anymore"
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Dan, I Allegedly, 2/7/26
"Nothing About This News Makes Sense Anymore"
"Nothing about the news makes sense anymore - and today proves it. From insane crime stories and bizarre arrests to banks merging, layoffs piling up, and citizens doing things that sound fake but are 100% real, this episode is packed with stories you won’t hear anywhere else. These aren’t rumors, conspiracy theories, or social media nonsense - this is real news that feels stranger than fiction. We’re talking wild behavior, bad decisions, economic contradictions, and a system that looks completely upside down. The Dow is at record highs, people are getting laid off, taxes are rising, and common sense is nowhere to be found. Welcome to the timeline we’re living in. Let me know what you think in the comments."
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"Sunspot AR4366 Final Strike! February 8 Aurora - Northern Lights Reach Seattle, Toronto, Boston"
Full screen recommended.
Horizon Feed, 2/7/26
"Sunspot AR4366 Final Strike!
February 8 Aurora - Northern Lights Reach Seattle, Toronto, Boston"
"After two weeks of relentless bombardment, sunspot region AR4366 has delivered its spectacular farewell performance. This video covers the complete story of the most active sunspot of Solar Cycle 25, which just produced ten X-class flares in nine days before rotating out of Earth-facing position.
The final CME impact arrived exactly on schedule, triggering stunning auroral displays across Seattle, Toronto, Boston, Chicago, and cities that rarely see northern lights. Green curtains danced overhead from the northern tier to unexpected southern latitudes as AR4366’s last Earth-directed plasma wall slammed into our magnetosphere.
We break down the incredible statistics: fifteen Earth diameters wide at peak, beta-gamma-delta magnetic complexity, over sixty significant eruptions including an X8.1 flare ranking as the third-largest of this solar cycle, and continuous radio blackouts affecting communications worldwide for two straight weeks.
Now solar rotation is carrying this beast away from Earth. The explosive growth has stopped. The region is shrinking. And any future flares will send CMEs harmlessly into space. But the story isn’t over - AR4366 could return on the sun’s eastern limb in late February if it survives its far-side transit.
This is space weather history in the making. From emergence to explosive peak to finale, this video documents the complete AR4366 chapter with scientific analysis, forecast verification, and what to expect next as we enter the calm after the storm. Perfect for aurora enthusiasts, space weather followers, and anyone wanting to understand the most intense solar activity period Solar Cycle ."
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Adventures With Danno, "Is this The End of Dollar Tree?! Massive Price Increases!"
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Adventures With Danno, 2/7/26
"Is this The End of Dollar Tree?!
Massive Price Increases!"
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"Is It True That Only Moral People Can Be Free?"
"Is It True That Only Moral People Can Be Free?"
by Paul Rosenberg
"People sometimes talk about freedom requiring morality and even religion. The famous quote along these lines is from John Adams, who wrote that the US constitution was made for “a moral and religious people,” going on to say that it’s unfit for any other kind. Nothing against Mr. Adams, but that passage is a mere assertion. It says nothing about why it might be true that freedom requires a moral populace. Such assertions really ought to be supported, and so far as I’ve seen, they haven’t been. Today I’ll address that void.
Civilization, Costs And Sustainability: Any group of people living together must maintain certain norms. If a civilization or society doesn’t suppress theft, murder, rape and so on, all the decent people will walk away from it, leaving behind a carnival of the damned. And so the question is how to keep bad conduct out of any given civilization. And there are fundamentally two ways to do this:
• Produce a populace that is safe and beneficial on the inside.
• Force people who are not internally reformed to behave well anyway.
And here’s the big difference between these two options:The first is cheap, requiring a minimal level of enforcement. It is a high-trust culture, featuring, as its fundamental units, people with civilization inside themselves.The second is immensely expensive, requiring massive enforcement. These are low-trust cultures. And since enforcement is its basic operation, enforcement will expand into one new area after another, until it chokes the society to death.
Civilizations of the first type may be overcome by violent neighbors, but aside from that, they are sustainable. Civilizations of the second type are not. They become predator-prey cultures, where armies of regulators overfeed, until the operation collapses. (Examples of the first type are the Minoans, Phoenicians, Hebrews, the Roman republic and Christian Europe. Examples of the second are the Roman Empire, the Athenian empire and the USSR.)
You can see the same thing at the family level: Healthy families treat each member as a distinct and valuable individual. Come what may, we know that we can trust members of our family. Despite our sometimes legitimate gripes, most families interact with consideration, or at least loyalty, and with no external enforcement required. We know, for example, that we can trust an older sibling (or aunt or grandparent) to take care of our infant. Because of such things, we can enjoy the benefits of high-trust living, where norms are held for internal reasons. Again, this embodies having civilization inside ourselves.
The alternative would be the enforcement of everything, which happens in unhealthy families, just as it does in troops of primates: Do what the leader says or be slapped down. You can also bear in mind that when we can’t trust others, we are forced into hyper-vigilance, with its debilitating mental overload. That’s not sustainable either.
So, we can either build civilization into ourselves and our children, or else we can attempt to enforce it, which leads inevitably to tyranny. While there can be any number of variations on these themes, and time-lags between one and the other, once you accept the model of paid enforcers making everyone obey rules created by a superior class, liberty is doomed. Mr. Adams, then, was correct in his implication that liberty requires morality, and the “cost of civilization” noted above is precisely why.
Okay, But Religion? Nothing we’ve said above establishes the necessity of religion. We’ve established that having civilization inside of us is necessary, but that’s all. That said, religion is a far more potent force in human affairs than enforcement. To make that clear, please consider this: People don’t commit suicide over breaking petty laws or stiffing the IRS. But they do commit suicide over their sins. Enforcements, then, threaten and affect the outer man. Religion affects the inner man, which is a far more powerful thing.
None of this is to say that religion is a pure and pristine thing. (Which is something religious people understand all too well.) But it is a powerful thing: It organizes and improves human interiors in ways that “do what we say or we’ll hurt you” never has and never will. And it’s of some interest that the religions of the West, Judaism and Christianity, differentiate themselves from the enforcement model quite overtly. This is often muddied in the present day, as religious leaders suck up to power, but as these religions formed it was quite otherwise.
Consider that Judaism was very clear that justice stood above the ruler (any ruler) and that God spoke to the humble, not to the mighty. Compare that to the assumptions of the enforcement model. And Christianity, in its early days, was fully committed to internal improvement and opposed to the enforcement of norms. Not only does St. Paul rage against people “going to law” with one another, but in another place he notes that “The law was not made for the righteous, but for the unrighteous.” In other words (and as he labors long to explain), those with goodness inside themselves are free from the law… are apart from the enforcement model.
More could be said here, but we’re straying from our primary point, which is this: When it comes to creating and sustaining a moral civilization, no one has found a better way than religion. Bear in mind that I’m not authorizing any specific religion, or even religion per se. I’m merely saying that to keep millions of people focused on morality, over generations and centuries, the only viable method we see in the historical record is religion. Could something better be found? Perhaps so, but we haven’t yet seen it in action.
A religious populace is a group of people who focus on the most fundamental issues, directly, and usually at least once per week. On top of that, the religions of the West, Judaism and Christianity, are centered around the emulation of, and approach to, a purely good deity. Whatever quibbles we may have with these religions (doctrine, implementation or whatever), the fact that they focus millions of people on virtues, and with great regularity, cannot be seriously challenged. Note also that enforcement-based civilizations inevitably oppose religions centered on internal improvement; or else they swallow them and turn them toward their own ends.
And So… In fairness, it must be said that the people who go about proclaiming the need of religion very often do it for self-serving reasons. That, however, is just a human problem: most of the people who proclaim the sanctity of enforcement do it for equally bad or worse reasons. Still, we’re left with two facts:
• Without pervasive morality, freedom cannot be built or sustained. (There can be a period of riding the coattails of previous generations.)
• Religion, while not essentially necessary, is the only long-term solution to the cost of civilization problem that we find in the historical record.
And so Mr. Adams was correct, even if he didn’t explain it: Consistent moral focus is what creates a moral populace. These will be more-moral or mostly-moral people, of course (not purely moral), but that’s enough to make freedom a practical arrangement."
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Reality of course is another matter...
MORALS? This is 'Murica, fool! "Morals? We ain't got no morals.
We don't need no morals. I don't have to show you any stinking morals!"
Concept gleefully stolen from here:
"When That Day Comes..."
"If you had one last breath - what would you say? If you had one hour to use your limbs before you would lose the use of them forever - would you sit there on the coach? If you knew that you wouldn't see tomorrow who would you make amends with? If you knew you had only an hour left on this earth - what would be so pressing that you just had to do it, say it, or see it? Well there is something that I can guarantee - that one day you will have one day, one hour and one breath left. Just make sure that before that day that you have said, done and experienced everything that you dream of doing now. Do it now - that is what today is for. So pick up the phone and call an old friend that you have fallen out of touch with. Get out and run a mile and use your body and sweat. Seek out someone in your life to say you're sorry to. Seek someone In your life that you need to thank. Seek someone in your life that you need to express your feelings of love to. Then when that day comes you will be ok with it all."
- John A. Passaro
"If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make,
who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting?"
~ Stephen Levine
"If, after I depart this vale, you ever remember me and have thought to
please my ghost, forgive some sinner and wink your eye at some homely girl."
- H. L. Mencken
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