The Dead Can’t Speak For Themselves Conspiracy Theory No More

It’s that time of the year again. When we’re supposed to remember the dead, including the departed who “died suddenly” because their bodies have been pumped full of poison – all in the name of “saving lives”, also referred to as the Elimination Of 4 Billion Useless Eaters Agenda 2030.  For trick-or-treating, Horror Harrari can go as himself. So can Satan Klaus.  But, if you really want to be a grown-ass putting on a costume for purposes of a non-sexual nature, this year’s selection is better than ever!   Choose between Joe the Living Dead, the ghost of DJ Mighty Mouse, Billzebub the Hunter-Farmer, unemployed Twitter fact-checkers, and the ever-popular booster-craving Zombie Sheeple – Jab Me Harder Daddy!  With some complex planning, you can be technocrat elite, dressed up as a young globalist transhumanist, disguised as a Republican online free speech “rebel”.  Or, for one of the scariest looks, party like a Modern Liberal, complete with crazy eyes, hormone blockers, and limited debate skills. Also available in Fucking Retard, just add a virtue cape, a sense of superiority, 3 boosters, and a double medical mask. Whatever you choose to be this Halloween, don't let Kamala Harris bus you around in an electric Jeepers Creepers van. Just ask any productive robot – being indoctrinated for 12 years in a government brainwashing facility, carted around in a yellow school bus, which, by the way, closely resembles a prison bus, eating bland processed food off a prison tray, whereafter you can choose to do another 4-year stint in a globalist-approved higher conditioning center… OR… get out on prole early, to start working off your 40-year mortgage immediately.  …so you can be clear of debt just before you die.  …so your kids can pay the government more extortion money to inherit your house and get a new mortgage to pay for your funeral. L: But what's the alternative, Jeff?  J: I don't know Lucy, what do you think? L: Eat tacos. Give lots of kishus. And, reconnect with grass, man.  Lucy isn’t wrong, you know.  Checking out of the system mentally, physically, and financially is really the only solution, but to do that you need a Plan B. Which Lucy and I are talking about from dangerous Mexico City today.  Watch on: Vigilante.tv | Rumble | Bitchute | Odysee | Brighteon “The world outside had its own rules, and those rules were not human.” – Michel Houellebecq, “The Elementary Particles”