To keep the majority in a continual state of inner anxiety works because people are made too busy securing or competing for their own survival to co-operate in mounting an effective response.1
— Daniel Estulin
“Okay, okay, everyone have seat,” said the CNN editor-in-chief.
The CNN conference room buzzed with chatter like never before. The long conference table had a dozen leather office chairs on each side of the dark, oak table. Some reporters sat down, the others stood against both walls behind them. All of them looked intensely at their phones as the editor-in-chief continued.
“Alright. Here’s what we’re gonna do. We knew he was going to release those J6 insurrectionists. I want the front page on the website to be filled with headlines about that. Any and every angle you can think of.”
“But sir,” one of the reporters said. “What about Trump wanting to shut down FEMA?”
“FEMA? What do you mean?”
“FEMA,” another reporter said, “Who cares? He’s already shut down the border, sent troops there and is deporting law-abiding illegal aliens!”
“Wait, wait, wait,” the editor-in-chief said, “What are you talking about?”
“Sir, where have you been?”
“Well, we had a very necessary retreat for upper management, you know, to refuel, we need that with our grueling schedules. We had lots of pizza, too. Anyway, nothing ever happens with these new Presidents the first week or so. Lots parties and pontificating, but I knew he’d do that J6 thing right away…that’s why I’m in charge.”
There was stunned silence in the conference room.
“Oh shit,” someone said, “he just got rid of DEI.”
“DEI? Okay, let’s,” but before the editor could finish another reporter spoke.
“Oh my gosh,” the reporter interrupted, “he just got rid of Fauci’s government provided protection and his government provided limo service.”
“But he,” the editor started.
“Holy crap,” another reporter said, “He just fired a bunch of AGs!”
“AGs?” the editor said, “but he can’t…”
“Oh shit,” an old reporter said, “federal employees can no longer work at home.”
“What? But the traffic,” the editor had started again, but the room erupted with more alarmed voices.
“The people in LA, even Democrats, are loving Trump. The mayor is looking very uncomfortable.”
“He withdrew us from the Paris climate agreement…”
“And the WHO!”
“He said there’s only two genders!”
The editor tried to speak above the noise, but it was no use. The reporters all stared at their phones swiping their fingers up and down, mouths agape, some with salty tears running down their cheeks.
“He suspended foreign aid!”
“Got rid of electric vehicle targets!”
“He’s talking about getting rid of income tax!”
“He’s freezing Federal regulations and hiring!”
“He got rid of Biden’s EOs!”
The editor started yelling, “People! People! Shut up and listen!” Slowly the room quieted. They all looked at the editor. “Let’s remain calm here. That’s a manageable list. We can divide this up…”
“Sir, with all due respect there are way more of these, and Hegseth just got confirmed.”
“More? Confirmed? Already?”
“Yes, and this doesn’t even include the shit he’s saying…”
The editor looked at everyone. “Okay,” he said. “It’s 10 a.m. We can deal…”
“Oh my gosh!” a reporter blurted out. “He just told the Columbian president to go pound sand!”
The editor, whose face was now wet with sweat was about to speak when a young man burst through the conference room doors in a bright red Kansas City Chiefs jersey. He raised his hands in triumph and yelled, “We are going to the Super Bowl for the third time!”
The editor started to shake and stutter, “Did…did…did…Trump do that too? No, no, no he couldn’t have….have….have…right? Right? Is he done….? Is he done…? What else is he going to do…do…do….do….” Two aides approached him and helped him out of his chair, then slowly escorted him, each holding an arm, out of the conference room while aghast reporters continued staring at their dinging smartphones.
Notes
Estulin, Daniel. Tavistock Institute: Social Engineering the Masses (p. 11). Trine Day. Kindle Edition.
Read Jeff Childers today! The Shock and Awe continues:
https://www.coffeeandcovid.com/p/baptism-of-fire-tuesday-january-28
The real Super Bowl will be this week.
Trump-team QB RFK Jr., a crafty veteran acquired on waivers from Team Blue’s practice squad over the summer, most assumed his career was over. But he overcame his drug-addled rookie season and has managed to defy father time and the skeptics with his Venice Beach physique and workout regiment.
His comeback started with a stunner over the Bears in Central Park. Where he left them for dead. Then he took on the Brown-noses, the Scams, the Dolts, the Head Honchos, the Pack-em-ins, and they-ain’t-Saints.
His croaky audibles had defenses scrambling in his upset win over the Washington Faucis to reach the big game.
Now he’s not facing his toughest challenge: the two-time Super Bowl winning Big Pharma Chiefs. Everyone knows Big Pharma Chiefs QB is bought and Maowned.
The Vegas line is -7 votes in the Senate. Get behind Bobby for the biggest tush push this nation has ever seen.