OCCULT WAR: Dark Brandon Tells You the Soul of the Nation Is At Stake, So Believe Him
All Is Not Lost. Yet.
“I said we are in a battle for the soul of America, and we still are. The question we are facing is whether in the years ahead we have more freedom or less freedom. More rights or fewer… It’s time to finish the job. Finish the job!” - Joe Biden, transcript of re-election bid announcement, 4/26/22
“Bye-bye, Miss American Pie \ Drove my Chevy to the levee \ But the levee was dry \ Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye \ Singing, ‘This'll be the day that I die…’” - Don McLean, “American Pie”
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If you’re harkening for the zeitgeist soundtrack of our times, there’s no better pop song cover currently than South Korean president Yoon Suk Yeol’s upstaging of America’s pathetic puppet president at Wednesday night’s White House State Dinner, with what appeared to be a much-rehearsed-but-still-not-too-good rendition of what the honored guest claimed is his all-time favorite song: Don McLean’s blockbuster 1972 #1-for-a-month single “American Pie,” which some say is “arguably the greatest song ever written.”
Is it the best song evah? Is it really Yoon’s favorite tune? Beats me. It’s a great and epic work, nearly nine-minutes long (when it was a 45 back in the day it was split in half on each side; we listened to it endlessly at my 9-year old pal Scott Vegnali’s house), so the face of Korean politics might not be lying when he says his top track forever is an American radio staple and not, say, Seo Taiji & the Boys’ “Come Back Home.” At least it’s not “Gangnam Style”!
Don McLean’s “American Pie” has got real white boy soul, Americana at its homespun finest through the lens of Nixon’s America before Dick’s fall. It is also poetic and musically momentous: A mournful, then joyous, then apocalyptic pop song that’s basically about the death of rock and roll and how its tragic demise parallels the passing of the independent rebellious American spirit.
Yoon’s croon — not so good, he needs to work on those consonants — sounded to me exactly like the inverted national anthem of a conquered nation, dark yet hilarious, like a SNL skit in hell (or is that redundant in 2023?), though of course no comedy show would touch it today because they’d be deemed and shamed as racist.
The inversions, the paradoxes, the reveals and trans-positions are everywhere, reflected in the good news-bad news plot twists that mushroom by the day. Sure, evil Pedo Joe is giving it another go, but at least now we know all is not lost in this show! The battle for the soul of America rages on! The pretzeldent says so!
Bo Xiden’s dark double-entendre-laden re-election announcement was the perfect paradox perversity, both evil and absurd, an oxymoronic moment of the despairingly funny with a glimmer of hope for those with eyes to see — they don’t think they’ve got this won yet! — as the American Apocalypse controlled demolition rattles onward and downward, a runaway train, like the kind that used to be run on Veep Kneepads and maybe still does pass that San Francisco station occasionally.
Our putz pretzeldent speaks totally true when he claims the soul of the nation is up for grabs, but the sick twist inversion is that he’s not trying to save it. Every indicator of Xiden’s priorities says he wants to sell it or maybe already has. His own phrasing makes it vague, like some kind of sly linguistic magician’s spell and it probably is, even if he’s just reading a teleprompter and has no idea what he’s actually saying, repeating words like a child (“Kite. Hit. Steel. Plane. Must.”).
The octogenarian golem sorcerer’s recited words also carry the tacit understanding that the country’s soul is not yet fully surrendered. The question of freedom still hangs in the air, Arden, Delaware’s former resident decrees. So that means it’s not over yet; the good guys, the freedom-preferring non-zombies who believe in the Constitution and Democracy and Capitalism and that women can’t have a penis, haven’t been fully defeated. Maybe we won’t be?
In which case, I’d like to thank the pestilent pustulant pedo-pretzeldent puppet for reminding me of and confirming my last esoteric evil analysis of a major Xiden address, the much ridiculed but also kinda terrifying satanically symbolic scarlet-hued super-sinister Wikipedia-endorsed “Battle for the Soul of the Nation Speech,” in front of Independence Hall in Philadelphia, one of the strangest shadow-realm moments of The Bo Xiden Nightmare Experience thus far, a blood-red blenderized dystopian horror-comedy of “It can’t happen here” and “It just did.”
You’ve got to (hidden?) hand it to the dark occultists who rule the world through media manipulation and a constant diet of trauma, scapegoating and “you suck” contempt designed to break you down. They are expert students of human psychology, mental magicians, controllers of word then deed, while Xiden, for all his horrors and personas and masks, spins a never-ending web of mean-spirited mystery and idiocy that ensnares and entangles with no perceptible conclusion. He’s become a conspiracy theorists’ dream/nightmare of fake White House sets, deep fake social media video posts, earlobe-swapping body doubles, and Hollywood script writers crafting darkly hilarious double entendres of dualistic diabolical esoteric threats and menace, with the devilish yet daft “Dark Brandon” a capsule example of the schizophrenic dementia-demon.
What does it meeeeeean? Since the world of international espionage exists amid more than a dozen bloodline factions battling it out through a multitude of secret societies, it places us in “a hall of mirrors with a quicksand floor.” I probably can’t much help you.
So think for yourself, but also, wait, wait, listen to me, hear me out: Is there a pattern to the universe? Are there forces trying to control material existence through words and music and dance and the devil knows what else to hack reality and steer it into the worst possible timeline and scenario? Can they be stopped and/or counterbalanced if their means are deciphered beforehand? Who runs the planet, exactly? Who controls time, or at least exists outside it? Who is “the god of this world”?
When I was a young Theology scholarship student at that creepy college in West Virginia in the early 1980s, I had a professor who told me that the devil always likes to leave his calling card. His signature. He’s vain, when he’s responsible for a great horror or tragedy, he wants you to know. His minions do the same, as a little nudge or “look at me!” to those who can see the dark design.
So let’s go into the mystic for a moment. There’s numerical timeline weirdness during South Korea President Yoon Suk Yeol’s musical sojourn, as seen in video via Al Jazeera, which unlike any American news organization I can find, simply shares the president’s song without editorial comment from beginning to end.
It lasts roughly a full minute and the SK prez doesn’t even sing the chorus (“This’ll be the day that I die…”), presumably by design. But there is an interesting moment when Yoon sings the line “Bad news on the doorstep,” and we hear a voice in the background say “Yep!” The voice — who is it? Inquiring minds want to know! —pops up at exactly :36 seconds into the song, or you might interpret it as three-sixes or a sly way of writing 666.
Believe it or don’t. But I have indeed found the devil likes to leave his calling card in such moments for those in-the-know, a wink to his followers who grok and look for it, plus (+?) a smirk at his opponents, who are also in-tune enough to perceive but can’t much convince others to see it.
You want another example? Sure! Remember when they ki…pardon me, remember when Anne Heche had that terrible car accident and she was allegedly burned so horribly into a coma they put a sheet over her face at the scene and then just before they loaded poor Anne Heche into an ambulance she sat up and struggled to get away? Did you catch the number on that ambulance? Some would say it’s a signature!
You want an easy layup for the “Rule of Three” finish? The price for the first Apple computer was $666. Apple, like the fruit of knowledge that lost Adam & Eve paradise. It’s was a nice signature-cum-tribute to the god of this world from the Apple guys and they were rewarded accordingly, at least until Steve Jobs didn’t want to play ball with China — Jobs was an asshole, but he was America’s asshole! — so they killed him and replaced him with a China guy. Just my opinion! But the $666 thing isn’t.
While we’re recognizing our formidable occult enemies, let us also touch on the spicy politico actress AOC, cast as a revolutionary Congresswoman, not a real person, who shares her initials with ‘age of consent,’ which is probably no cosmic coincidence since the people who created this vvicked vvitch have made lowering that age their top priority — hey, every evidentiary element of the current cultural revolution is proof of that, you shouldn’t need me to declare it a “conspiracy theory.” It’s only the initials’ match that makes it a supernatural thing, designed maybe in this world by intel community jesters but maybe in the next by beings I can’t imagine.
Either way, it’s been a good week for AOC, who spent last weekend screeching on MSNBC with Psycho Psaki-bomb’s new smoother less-offputting face that Tucker Carlson needed to be deplatformed and silenced. Then on Monday suddenly he was indeed fired and vilified, so you know AOC and Chucky’s GF had the inside skinny on that shit.
Following Tucker Carlson’s departure from the highest rated news show on television, AOC got to spend a day strutting and then delivered every TikTok despot’s favorite words: “Deplatforming works and is important!”
You’ve got to admire AOC’s transparency! In downside-up America, silencing the opposition is important! As Josef Stalin, Adolph Hitler, Mao Zedung and now their sexy spiritual successor from Brooklyn would be the first (and last!) to tell you, right before shutting down your website and shipping you off to the gulag on one of those spartan silver streamlined metal trains with chains currently parked deep in the forests of the PNW, if you can believe that friend-of-a-friend story from the remote hikers I shared somewhere around these parts once before (not saying I do!).
The Tucker Carlson fiasco and AOC’s end zone twerking are the contrasting perfect examples of the esoteric conflict between the Invisible Hand and the Hidden Hand — the Culture War that is Civil War II but actually World War 3 yet above all else a Spiritual War.
18th Century economist and philosopher Adam Smith’s Invisible Hand of supply and demand is the natural order of capitalism; Tucker Carlson had the highest-rated news program, he should get the top advertisers, be the best paid and most beloved by his employer Fox News.
But the Hidden Hand does not like the natural order of things. It must intervene and show how it can do things better, and for that to happen everyone must think and speak lockstep. So globalist brands do not advertise on Tucker Carlson’s show. The billionaires who own the network fire him. None of it makes any logical sense, it inverts Natural Law, but thus is life at the End of the Age.
Every action gets a reaction and as the film Cloud Atlas and streaming series DARK and that funky hippie chick I met in Amsterdam all insist, “everything is connected.” Nothing that happens takes place in a vacuum.
So even with every anti-American absurdity, you can still see the Invisible Hand continue to inexorably put points on the board, as with each oppressive move, more people catch a glimpse and inkling of the previously unseen slight-of-(Hidden) Hand that rules our conquered nation. America might be overthrown, but Americans are yet not.
Quick list of Invisible Hand victories in the past couple weeks: Bud Light’s implosion and its executives’ “Leave of Absence” after making mentally ill tween girl wannabe Dylan Mulveney the face of the brand; the dumbest man on television Don Lemon finally getting fired by CNN; garbage tier Mockingbird kneepads training wheels dumpster fire Buzzfeed News finally went tits up; Disney’s awful Woke reboot of its National Treasure franchise, featuring a beautiful Latina illegal alien in place of Nic Cage, was canceled after a single season, the rat kingdom’s latest humiliating failure, a cancer that has now bled into damaging box office predictions for the new Guardians of the Galaxy movie.
All those things are a direct result of the masses rendering their verdict and voting with their dollars. There is nothing the Hidden Hand can do organically to combat pure capitalism, other than use its trillionaire financial weapons BlackRock and Vanguard to prop up the beer company’s stock as long as possible and send out their flying monkeys in media to blather lies. Meanwhile the deplorables get their first taste of real Culture War victory in a long time and attempt to expand their domain.
Which leads to further Hidden Hand escalation. Socialist VVicked VVitch AOC took her victory lap in the news cycle about Fox News firing Tucker Carlson, but recent history suggests she should temper her triumphant whinny. Today’s evil upside could be tomorrow’s happy downside plot twist inversion: Cable martyr-turned-new media streaming superhero; who knows? Stranger things have happened and these times are nuthin’ but strange.
The Tucker Carlson firing was the latest Mediagasm event and rare character reveal that turns out to be a good thing about a man. I lament his loss to the normies, the TeeVee people, for whom TeeCee was their only tether to reality. Still, he ended up proving true to himself and not the Murdoch machine, which, like all machines, is soulless, heartless, bloodless, godless. He’ll likely prosper and may help kill the cable news hydra long-term, though it’s more likely he won’t get the chance because the plan was to get rid of him for 100% compliance once the launch of the next war(s), already in Sudan and quick to Ukraine if we’re not there already — expect sooner, not later: “Bad news on the doorstep”; remember, you heard it here first.
Unless enough people figure it out first. The Invisible Hand vs. the Hidden Hand. Facts and truth vs. a controlled narrative and managed society. It’s Infowars, baby; there’s a war on for your mind! Or so says the genius/madman, who may well be controlled opposition himself. Funny how nobody’s asked him WTF Ali Akbar Alexander.
Ah well, O hell. Thus continues the firehose of good news and bad news everywhere in our never-ending trauma-inducing infotainment cycle, sometimes all wrapped up in one horrific yet hilarious perfect moment, like Bo Xiden’s slippery slimy sinister mirror-world announcement. Do you see it? Can you? Will you?
Like I’ve said before and Confucius said long before me, there are three kinds of people in the world: Those who see, those who can see when shown, and those who will never see. The people in the top 33% have the responsibility, IMHO, to help the people in the middle, while the bottom third are the crabs-in-a-bucket misery-loves-company types constantly trying to hoodwink the salvageable. Or even make them so brainwashed they do not want the salvation. The Bible predicted that would happen. Say your prayers!
Great read. "February made me shiver". Are they broadcasting the start of the second pandemic?
Are you a Boston guy? “Evah?”