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RE: Who are we?

in #conspiracy6 years ago

The fact that you're asking, means we probably don't know who we are/would have been had there been no socialization. Probably impossible to get around entirely, but definitely evil in the ways/whys/hows of today.
Visit a local impoverished school and see just how bad things have gotten. Now, when you ask kids what they want to be when the grow up (in these title 1 schools) the majority will say: Military, police (criminal justice) and/or video game developer.

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Yup. Socialization. Ask yourself by whom? Who manipulates our "education system"? Who runs the media? And who told us that we were born with "the original sin". From birth on we are supposed to be bad, because Adam took a bite? That is insanity. Or intent.

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Such a lovely man...that Rockefeller fella...

Yup. What a good looking lad. makes my toe nails roll up. Glad he's in hell now. Hope he has the opportunity to dance a naked Tango with Kissinger, Rothschild, Clinton, Bibi and all the other parasites soon...

Bibi? Bibi Reboso...Nixon's old friend?

Speaking of Rockefeller, at about eight years old, my father helped campaign for Nelson (Rocky) Rockefeller for Governor of New York...Nelson shook my hand as he gave me a bunch of pamphlets to hand out on the street; then told me to tell people to vote for "my uncle Rocky..." I really thought that he was my uncle after that...but, never got a birthday card from him.

No, Bibi the punk without a foreskin who plays with matches in the Middle East to set the world on fire. You know, the Rothschild puppet and notorious liar who likes to hang out with Dumby Dump.

So, take it you learned your lesson about doing favors to creepy 'uncles'...

"Creepy" might be an understatement, but fitting enough...I do think though that it wasn't a total favor; I got paid fifty cents. (but not from campaign funds; my fathers pocket) 'That' was the 'big' favor for the scumbags, from my father who was rewarded with 'broken promises' of a job following Nelson's election.