SCHWABFLUENZA

by Ray Jason

 

Klaus Schwab

      Let me state this simply and clearly: There is a disease out there ravaging our planet that is far more horrible than the Wuhan Virus.  Allow me to name it for you.  It is Schwabfluenza. 

      It is named after the self-appointed High Potentate, Klaus Schwab, who wishes to impose the worldview of himself, and his obscenely rich friends, on everyone but themselves. He knows what is best for us – the little people.

       Has he gained this expertise by mingling with us and experiencing our lives? No, he has discovered the need for his mastery over us, by attending conferences where the participants arrive in private jets. The organization that he founded and heads, which is called the World Economic Forum, is the driving force pushing for The Great Reset.

       This is the master plan that would totally transform the world. The elites, who are promoting it, use deceitful but benevolent sounding buzzwords to describe their vision. It will promote “sustainability” and “inclusiveness” and “equality.”

       But the true purpose of their scheme was best expressed by the great comedian and social critic George Carlin, who described it like this: “They want more for themselves and less for everyone else.” In fact, they actually want to impose a High-Tech Neo- Feudalism.

 

STAYING HUMAN - Chapter Two

 

by Ray Jason

 

If you have not read Chapter One, you should probably scroll down and do so.

 

      A sailor, who I greatly admired, once complimented me by saying that I was “a bridge back to the Old Ways.” He meant that although I was proficient with modern electronic navigation, I still knew the forgotten skills of coastal piloting and celestial navigation. He was also impressed by my knack of predicting approaching weather conditions, by reading the winds and the waves - just like the old timers.

       There were a few reasons for why I mastered these techniques. Out here, where my only neighbors live in the Sea and the Sky, everything is so much more elemental. My belief is, that the screens and the satellites that seem so permanent to us nowadays, are actually quite fragile and vulnerable. So, if I learned those Old Ways, I could continue my ultra-free life as an ocean strider.

       I also took the time to learn them because it seems to me that we no longer value good, old-fashioned effort. You can’t learn these skills by punching up an app. You need dedication and determination. But the resultant joy of fulfillment is excellent, and well worth that mental exertion. Finding a tiny dot of land in an eternity of ocean, using just my sextant and the Sky Dome, is a sublime pleasure.

       Redundancy was my final reason for spending all those hours with the books and the instruments. One lightning strike, and those fancy electronic navigation devices can be vaporized with a gruesome sizzle. If there was an EMP strike or a deliberate sabotage of the GPS stations, these catastrophes would not keep me from wandering the Wide Waters.

THE DEATH OF A REPUBLIC

 

 

A FICTIONAL INTELLECTUAL EXERCISE

 

by Ray Jason

Madame Chairman:

 

On behalf of the Election Steering Table-Top Exercise committee, I commend you for taking the initiative in organizing and funding our endeavor. Your realization of how important the Event 201 gathering was in Oct 2019, in manipulating the global messaging concerning Covid-19, demonstrated extraordinary foresight. Your decision to apply similar influencing techniques to the upcoming election was brilliant.

We commenced our war game scenario on 1 April 2020 and are pleased to now share our conclusions with you. The casual name that we attached to our efforts was The Win Regardless Game Plan. Here are our recommendations arranged in simple bullet points: