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Guest Post by Donald Jefferies
Halloween used to be a lot more fun. Back in the America 1.0 days of yore. The only thing you had to fear was a razor blade in an apple. But even that was probably an urban legend. Candy was better. Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups taste different now. More people participated. I never wanted to “trick” anybody, and never did. Give me treats.
But enough nostalgia. Maybe it wasn’t as great as I remember it. Sure, as a pathfinding early era obese kid, I put forth quite an effort on Halloween. I’d fill up a bag, or better yet a pillowcase, return home and empty it, then start out again. I wandered far and wide, with no parental supervision. As I’ve noted before, the 1960s were memorable for lots of things, including a shocking lack of pedophiles. I never saw a “bad stranger,” even on Halloween night. The one thing we had going against us was the fact our trick-or-treating path was limited to single family homes. Townhouses were uncommon then, and no apartments were around me. Townhouses and apartments can be a bonanza for kids desperately seeking candy. You can knock on a whole lot more doors without having to cover any more ground. My kids benefited from this wisdom, which I sagely passed on to them. You know you’re living in a more innocent time when parents sent their children out to knock on stranger’s doors and ask for candy. At night. I mean, weren’t they telling us not to accept candy from strangers at the same time? Except on Halloween. We didn’t question it.
In recent years, the trick-or-treating aspect of Halloween has been reigned in. First, by many Christian evangelicals, who think the holiday is “evil.” Satanic. These are the same folks who are responsible for our being involved in the nonsensical war with Iran, in order to further the goals of the Greater Israel Project. I think Zionism is a lot scarier than trick-or-treating. And more evil. Then, there are the “Woke” crusaders, largely consisting of bitter White women, who think it’s irresponsible to send your children out in the dark, begging for candy from their neighbors. Well, I suppose it is today, what with every neighborhood chock full of sex offenders. Having never abducted even a single child, I’m no expert, but I suspect it’s a lot easier to do that in the dark, when everyone is concentrating on getting as much candy as possible. There is no denying that trick-or-treating isn’t what it used to be. Still, we had a surprising number of trick-or-treaters this year. So they weren’t all “trunk or treating.”
So, you’re probably saying, what does all this have to do with the usual type of subject matter on “I Protest?” We get it, you were a really fat kid when there weren’t very many of them. You ate a lot of candy. America 1.0 was a really great place, even with a lot of “fat shaming” going on. Things were better then. We’ve heard it before, and we’re not even on your lawn. Well, my point is that trying to mitigate the largely innocent chills we get from Halloween by taking all the fun out of it, flies in the face of the non-stop fear porn we are being subjected to by all the usual suspects. Remember, the “If you see something, say something” campaign? I still hear radio ads for that. What is it we’re supposed to see? What is it we’re supposed to say? Alex Jones called the original hotline for that on air, and found that no one ever answered, nor was there a prompt to leave a message. They probably have helpful AI bots with names now to assist you, but the concept is creepier than Dracula or Frankenstein.
Secretary of War (and that title alone should frighten you) Pete Hegseth recently promoted Operation FORTRESS, which revolves around “preparing.” For mass power outages. Communication breakdowns (wasn’t that a song title by Led Zeppelin?) Cyber attacks. And, of course, the trusted standby of the non-Irish, “terrorism.” Hegseth instructed all U.S. military bases to have at least 90 days of supplies on hand. In case. Just in case. Meanwhile, former FBI official turned neocon talk show host again Dan Bongino, is urging all citizens to have at least 30 days of food, water, medicine, backup generator, etc. In fact, similar directives are going out all over the world, from the UK to Japan. “Why wait for an emergency? Be prepared!” one of them proclaims. For everything from war to natural disasters. Why such a coordinated campaign? Why now? Are they finally going to launch an official WWIII? I get that natural disasters are a whole lot more terrifying when they’re tweaked with geoengineering. As a kid, I feared a lot of things, but never “natural disasters.” But then again, we didn’t have a Weather Channel to spread that fear porn 24/7.
I find lots of things more spine-chilling than Halloween. Our leaders, for instance. They don’t have to put on a costume to scare us. Their words and actions do that quite convincingly. They even wore masks during the COVID psyop. That was both terrifying and disappointing. Their Orwellian “mandates” were a lot scarier than a mythical razor bade in an apple. I mean, wouldn’t you have seen some indication of a razor blade in the apple? The Israeli election should give us goosebumps. They seem to have the same electoral chicanery going on as we always do. Many days to count the votes. First, Bibi Baby is declared the winner. Then he alleges fraud, just like Trumpenstein. It’s not like there’s a choice there, either, however. No one is running on a platform that condemns the genocide in Gaza. No one opposes the Greater Israel Project. I don’t think any non-Irish leader is telling the non-Irish population that there are no chosen people. Perhaps they quibble over the degree of chosen-ness.
In our own upcoming midterm election, which we must remind voters once again is the most important one of our lifetime, U.S. citizens have a wide variety of appetizing choices. Well, let’s be fair, and include all the non-citizens in there as well, because they will be voting. As the late, beloved Lyndon B. Johnson once said about dead people, they have the right to vote, too. In Michigan, Abdul Al-Sayed stands a good chance of beating Republican Mike Rogers. Now, you know your immigration policies have been successful when an Abdul Al-Sayed is favored to win a seat in the Senate. Rogers is a typical, empty Zionist neocon, and Al-Sayed has famously said that White kids are not “special.” So there’s your choice in a nutshell. Democracy in action. The Democrats are turning increasingly non-White, while maintaining a consistent anti- White philosophy. The Republicans remain largely White, but maintain a consistent “don’t ask, don’t tell” stance regarding the Great Replacement. So just vote harder.
Who is more of a monster- Frankenstein’s creation or the orange crisis actor I have dubbed Trumpenstein? In the original novel, written by sixteen year old Mary Shelley (underage lover of poet Percy Bysshe Shelley- they met when she was fifteen), the monster is a sympathetic figure. We’re familiar with the Universal Studios creature, played by Boris Karloff, but as always Hollywood took great dramatic license with the original work. Trumpenstein, on the other hand, has wreaked havoc with a vulnerable U.S. population. Sure, he didn’t playfully toss a little girl into the water like Karloff did in the film, but he trampled on the hearts of the America First faithful. Even Dracula, as portrayed by the great Bela Lugosi, was acting solely upon his bloodlust because he couldn’t help it. The Undead need it in order to stay Undead. The Wolfman was a tragic figure, as portrayed by the underrated Lon Chaney, Jr. He didn’t want to hurt anyone; it’s all the fault of the full moon. Trumpenstein and the Epstein Class in general have no excuse. They apparently eat human beings just because. Maybe we taste good. And none of the monsters targeted children. For sex or adrenochrome.
What does the Creature From the Black Lagoon have on the elites who attend the yearly all male, very gay and very occult rituals at Bohemian Grove? Does Freddy Kruger have a larger Body Count than the Clintons? Is there a moral distinction between Jason of Friday the 13th fame, and the IDF soldiers who shoot babies in the head and joke about it? Sure, the Chucky doll of horror movie fame has probably killed more people than Chucky Schumer, but would he be a worse United States senator? These mythical beings are no more dangerous than a bank that forecloses on a family, or repossesses the only form of transportation some struggling individual has. In my view, corporate executives that get seven figure, tax free “performance” bonuses, while overseeing the layoffs of thousands of workers, are worse than anything Mary Shelley or Bram Stoker could ever have dreamed up. Our leaders are essentially Mr./Ms./They Them Hydes without the Dr. Jekyll part.
The monsters in Congress vote themselves pay raises, and clandestinely conspire to “allow” those members in tight races to vote against them. They pass legislation that is hundreds, or even thousands of pages long, without reading it. Like probable vampire Nancy Pelosi said, regarding Obamacare, “we have to pass the law first, then we can read it.” The monsters in robes who rule our corrupt courtrooms, so consistently decide against the interests of justice, that it simply cannot be accidental. It would be impossible to be innocently wrong so often. Every business leader who doesn’t practice what he preaches to his underlings, and doesn’t have the courage to scoff at “Woke” decrees, is a monster of some sort. A cowardly monster, but a monster. Any celebrity who willingly promotes divisive disinformation to their gullible audience is a well paid monster with a gun pointed at his/her/their head. Orwell said telling the truth is a revolutionary act. So where are the revolutionaries?
It should concern everyone that the same people- that would be our monstrous leaders- who have snickered at “preppers” for decades, now are urging apparently every person in the world to become one. This is truly a global, orchestrated effort. So it must mean something, right? Surely our kind and benevolent officials wouldn’t toy with our emotions, would they? They wouldn’t screw with us, just because they can, right? I don’t know how many of the elite are practical jokers, but their past warnings regarding “emergencies” seem to indicate that they really enjoy fooling us. Which is the point of a practical joke, after all. To fool someone. To make them look stupid. To make them feel bad. No wonder they’re so popular. Remember all the hilarious potential pandemics of the past? People like me chuckled at them. But then came COVID. The Greatest Psyop in the History of the World. Shutting down the entire world, destroying small businesses, fracturing families, was no practical joke.
So, like the poor background players in the story about the boy who cried wolf, we don’t know what to believe. You oldsters out there might remember the commercial about “Is it live, or is it Memorex?” Is it fake? Or is it really happening? Will anything happen, or is it just another typical dose of fear porn? To titillate the elderly who swear by the Weather Channel. They’re too old for Playboy after all. Plus they don’t have naked women in them any more. So if they even still publish it, what’s the point? The old timers might not even know how to find porn on the internet. Or what to do with it, if they did find it. So they rely on the hysterics of the Weather Channel reporters. Sitting on the edge of their recliners at every mention of a possible Category 5 hurricane. They don’t consider that the 36 inches of snow they and the Weather Channel are so vigorously rooting for, would interfere with their continuous doctor visits. So what is scarier; a zombie apocalypse or a massive earthquake?
We are besieged by fear. An asteroid is coming within 1 million miles of earth! We are due for a solar storm that could disrupt life on Earth! There’s yet another unheard of virus coming out of Africa. There have been two cases reported in North America. Just ask Bill Gates- we must prepare for the next huge pandemic. It will be worse than COVID! Well, just as fake. But he won’t say that, and neither will anyone else with a public platform. And just the stress of everyday living can be horrifying. To the 70+ percent living paycheck to paycheck, and unable to save $500 in the bank. It’s especially precarious to the bottom half of Americans, who have less than one percent of the collective wealth. As Joe Flaherty’s Count Floyd of SCTV used to say, “Pretty scary, kids!” Trumpenstein the crisis actor monster has divided the genders, divided the races, divided family members. We’re reluctant to express an opinion at Thanksgiving gatherings now. If we even still have family holiday gatherings.
I found a lot of memes like the one above online. Apparently I wasn’t the only one who thought of Trumpenstein. Maybe they all copied me, and refuse to give me credit. Maybe I wasn’t as clever as I thought I was. At any rate, Joe Biden was pretty scary himself. Very much like a walking corpse. Our first Undead president. So it’s not a partisan political thing. Living under tyranny is terrifying. Dealing with systemic corruption at all levels, without anyone being held accountable, is horrifying. If you’re in that bottom half of America, earning less than $28,000 a year, life is worse than anything Universal Studios, Rod Serling, or Alfred Hitchcock ever produced. An Invasion of the Illegal Body Snatchers. An Invasion of the Foreign H-1B Visa Workers. Here comes the 600,000 Chinese students Trumpenstein ordered. The homeless, crapping in our streets, are straight out of the They Live set. Where’s Rowdy Roddy Piper when you need him? But he’s dead, and now we’re all out of bubble gum.
One of my first memories is carrying canned food down to the basement, where my parents had set up a makeshift fallout shelter, during the Cuban Missile Crisis scare. That never happened, and neither did any of the other ominous, foreboding disasters our authorities warned about over the years. Except for COVID, that is. I can’t emphasize that enough. That changed the game completely. So no longer can doomsters sneer, “nothing will happen.” Now, while it’s true that “COVID” never happened, something did. Mainly, the iron boot of our masters, crushing liberty here and in every country. Let’s hope we don’t get something like COVID 2.0. Enjoy your peanut butter cups, as slightly different in taste as they may be, while you can. If you have small children, trick-or-treat with them. What I’d give to do that again. But don’t look at the skies. There may a fake alien invasion coming, betwixt the chemtrails. We’re all forced to fantasize about, and fear the monsters we don’t know.
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Guest Post by Donald Jefferies
Wouldn’t you like to be a Prepper, too?
Halloween used to be a lot more fun. Back in the America 1.0 days of yore. The only thing you had to fear was a razor blade in an apple. But even that was probably an urban legend. Candy was better. Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups taste different now. More people participated. I never wanted to “trick” anybody, and never did. Give me treats.
But enough nostalgia. Maybe it wasn’t as great as I remember it. Sure, as a pathfinding early era obese kid, I put forth quite an effort on Halloween. I’d fill up a bag, or better yet a pillowcase, return home and empty it, then start out again. I wandered far and wide, with no parental supervision. As I’ve noted before, the 1960s were memorable for lots of things, including a shocking lack of pedophiles. I never saw a “bad stranger,” even on Halloween night. The one thing we had going against us was the fact our trick-or-treating path was limited to single family homes. Townhouses were uncommon then, and no apartments were around me. Townhouses and apartments can be a bonanza for kids desperately seeking candy. You can knock on a whole lot more doors without having to cover any more ground. My kids benefited from this wisdom, which I sagely passed on to them. You know you’re living in a more innocent time when parents sent their children out to knock on stranger’s doors and ask for candy. At night. I mean, weren’t they telling us not to accept candy from strangers at the same time? Except on Halloween. We didn’t question it.
In recent years, the trick-or-treating aspect of Halloween has been reigned in. First, by many Christian evangelicals, who think the holiday is “evil.” Satanic. These are the same folks who are responsible for our being involved in the nonsensical war with Iran, in order to further the goals of the Greater Israel Project. I think Zionism is a lot scarier than trick-or-treating. And more evil. Then, there are the “Woke” crusaders, largely consisting of bitter White women, who think it’s irresponsible to send your children out in the dark, begging for candy from their neighbors. Well, I suppose it is today, what with every neighborhood chock full of sex offenders. Having never abducted even a single child, I’m no expert, but I suspect it’s a lot easier to do that in the dark, when everyone is concentrating on getting as much candy as possible. There is no denying that trick-or-treating isn’t what it used to be. Still, we had a surprising number of trick-or-treaters this year. So they weren’t all “trunk or treating.”
So, you’re probably saying, what does all this have to do with the usual type of subject matter on “I Protest?” We get it, you were a really fat kid when there weren’t very many of them. You ate a lot of candy. America 1.0 was a really great place, even with a lot of “fat shaming” going on. Things were better then. We’ve heard it before, and we’re not even on your lawn. Well, my point is that trying to mitigate the largely innocent chills we get from Halloween by taking all the fun out of it, flies in the face of the non-stop fear porn we are being subjected to by all the usual suspects. Remember, the “If you see something, say something” campaign? I still hear radio ads for that. What is it we’re supposed to see? What is it we’re supposed to say? Alex Jones called the original hotline for that on air, and found that no one ever answered, nor was there a prompt to leave a message. They probably have helpful AI bots with names now to assist you, but the concept is creepier than Dracula or Frankenstein.
Secretary of War (and that title alone should frighten you) Pete Hegseth recently promoted Operation FORTRESS, which revolves around “preparing.” For mass power outages. Communication breakdowns (wasn’t that a song title by Led Zeppelin?) Cyber attacks. And, of course, the trusted standby of the non-Irish, “terrorism.” Hegseth instructed all U.S. military bases to have at least 90 days of supplies on hand. In case. Just in case. Meanwhile, former FBI official turned neocon talk show host again Dan Bongino, is urging all citizens to have at least 30 days of food, water, medicine, backup generator, etc. In fact, similar directives are going out all over the world, from the UK to Japan. “Why wait for an emergency? Be prepared!” one of them proclaims. For everything from war to natural disasters. Why such a coordinated campaign? Why now? Are they finally going to launch an official WWIII? I get that natural disasters are a whole lot more terrifying when they’re tweaked with geoengineering. As a kid, I feared a lot of things, but never “natural disasters.” But then again, we didn’t have a Weather Channel to spread that fear porn 24/7.
I find lots of things more spine-chilling than Halloween. Our leaders, for instance. They don’t have to put on a costume to scare us. Their words and actions do that quite convincingly. They even wore masks during the COVID psyop. That was both terrifying and disappointing. Their Orwellian “mandates” were a lot scarier than a mythical razor bade in an apple. I mean, wouldn’t you have seen some indication of a razor blade in the apple? The Israeli election should give us goosebumps. They seem to have the same electoral chicanery going on as we always do. Many days to count the votes. First, Bibi Baby is declared the winner. Then he alleges fraud, just like Trumpenstein. It’s not like there’s a choice there, either, however. No one is running on a platform that condemns the genocide in Gaza. No one opposes the Greater Israel Project. I don’t think any non-Irish leader is telling the non-Irish population that there are no chosen people. Perhaps they quibble over the degree of chosen-ness.
In our own upcoming midterm election, which we must remind voters once again is the most important one of our lifetime, U.S. citizens have a wide variety of appetizing choices. Well, let’s be fair, and include all the non-citizens in there as well, because they will be voting. As the late, beloved Lyndon B. Johnson once said about dead people, they have the right to vote, too. In Michigan, Abdul Al-Sayed stands a good chance of beating Republican Mike Rogers. Now, you know your immigration policies have been successful when an Abdul Al-Sayed is favored to win a seat in the Senate. Rogers is a typical, empty Zionist neocon, and Al-Sayed has famously said that White kids are not “special.” So there’s your choice in a nutshell. Democracy in action. The Democrats are turning increasingly non-White, while maintaining a consistent anti- White philosophy. The Republicans remain largely White, but maintain a consistent “don’t ask, don’t tell” stance regarding the Great Replacement. So just vote harder.
Who is more of a monster- Frankenstein’s creation or the orange crisis actor I have dubbed Trumpenstein? In the original novel, written by sixteen year old Mary Shelley (underage lover of poet Percy Bysshe Shelley- they met when she was fifteen), the monster is a sympathetic figure. We’re familiar with the Universal Studios creature, played by Boris Karloff, but as always Hollywood took great dramatic license with the original work. Trumpenstein, on the other hand, has wreaked havoc with a vulnerable U.S. population. Sure, he didn’t playfully toss a little girl into the water like Karloff did in the film, but he trampled on the hearts of the America First faithful. Even Dracula, as portrayed by the great Bela Lugosi, was acting solely upon his bloodlust because he couldn’t help it. The Undead need it in order to stay Undead. The Wolfman was a tragic figure, as portrayed by the underrated Lon Chaney, Jr. He didn’t want to hurt anyone; it’s all the fault of the full moon. Trumpenstein and the Epstein Class in general have no excuse. They apparently eat human beings just because. Maybe we taste good. And none of the monsters targeted children. For sex or adrenochrome.
What does the Creature From the Black Lagoon have on the elites who attend the yearly all male, very gay and very occult rituals at Bohemian Grove? Does Freddy Kruger have a larger Body Count than the Clintons? Is there a moral distinction between Jason of Friday the 13th fame, and the IDF soldiers who shoot babies in the head and joke about it? Sure, the Chucky doll of horror movie fame has probably killed more people than Chucky Schumer, but would he be a worse United States senator? These mythical beings are no more dangerous than a bank that forecloses on a family, or repossesses the only form of transportation some struggling individual has. In my view, corporate executives that get seven figure, tax free “performance” bonuses, while overseeing the layoffs of thousands of workers, are worse than anything Mary Shelley or Bram Stoker could ever have dreamed up. Our leaders are essentially Mr./Ms./They Them Hydes without the Dr. Jekyll part.
The monsters in Congress vote themselves pay raises, and clandestinely conspire to “allow” those members in tight races to vote against them. They pass legislation that is hundreds, or even thousands of pages long, without reading it. Like probable vampire Nancy Pelosi said, regarding Obamacare, “we have to pass the law first, then we can read it.” The monsters in robes who rule our corrupt courtrooms, so consistently decide against the interests of justice, that it simply cannot be accidental. It would be impossible to be innocently wrong so often. Every business leader who doesn’t practice what he preaches to his underlings, and doesn’t have the courage to scoff at “Woke” decrees, is a monster of some sort. A cowardly monster, but a monster. Any celebrity who willingly promotes divisive disinformation to their gullible audience is a well paid monster with a gun pointed at his/her/their head. Orwell said telling the truth is a revolutionary act. So where are the revolutionaries?
It should concern everyone that the same people- that would be our monstrous leaders- who have snickered at “preppers” for decades, now are urging apparently every person in the world to become one. This is truly a global, orchestrated effort. So it must mean something, right? Surely our kind and benevolent officials wouldn’t toy with our emotions, would they? They wouldn’t screw with us, just because they can, right? I don’t know how many of the elite are practical jokers, but their past warnings regarding “emergencies” seem to indicate that they really enjoy fooling us. Which is the point of a practical joke, after all. To fool someone. To make them look stupid. To make them feel bad. No wonder they’re so popular. Remember all the hilarious potential pandemics of the past? People like me chuckled at them. But then came COVID. The Greatest Psyop in the History of the World. Shutting down the entire world, destroying small businesses, fracturing families, was no practical joke.
So, like the poor background players in the story about the boy who cried wolf, we don’t know what to believe. You oldsters out there might remember the commercial about “Is it live, or is it Memorex?” Is it fake? Or is it really happening? Will anything happen, or is it just another typical dose of fear porn? To titillate the elderly who swear by the Weather Channel. They’re too old for Playboy after all. Plus they don’t have naked women in them any more. So if they even still publish it, what’s the point? The old timers might not even know how to find porn on the internet. Or what to do with it, if they did find it. So they rely on the hysterics of the Weather Channel reporters. Sitting on the edge of their recliners at every mention of a possible Category 5 hurricane. They don’t consider that the 36 inches of snow they and the Weather Channel are so vigorously rooting for, would interfere with their continuous doctor visits. So what is scarier; a zombie apocalypse or a massive earthquake?
We are besieged by fear. An asteroid is coming within 1 million miles of earth! We are due for a solar storm that could disrupt life on Earth! There’s yet another unheard of virus coming out of Africa. There have been two cases reported in North America. Just ask Bill Gates- we must prepare for the next huge pandemic. It will be worse than COVID! Well, just as fake. But he won’t say that, and neither will anyone else with a public platform. And just the stress of everyday living can be horrifying. To the 70+ percent living paycheck to paycheck, and unable to save $500 in the bank. It’s especially precarious to the bottom half of Americans, who have less than one percent of the collective wealth. As Joe Flaherty’s Count Floyd of SCTV used to say, “Pretty scary, kids!” Trumpenstein the crisis actor monster has divided the genders, divided the races, divided family members. We’re reluctant to express an opinion at Thanksgiving gatherings now. If we even still have family holiday gatherings.
I found a lot of memes like the one above online. Apparently I wasn’t the only one who thought of Trumpenstein. Maybe they all copied me, and refuse to give me credit. Maybe I wasn’t as clever as I thought I was. At any rate, Joe Biden was pretty scary himself. Very much like a walking corpse. Our first Undead president. So it’s not a partisan political thing. Living under tyranny is terrifying. Dealing with systemic corruption at all levels, without anyone being held accountable, is horrifying. If you’re in that bottom half of America, earning less than $28,000 a year, life is worse than anything Universal Studios, Rod Serling, or Alfred Hitchcock ever produced. An Invasion of the Illegal Body Snatchers. An Invasion of the Foreign H-1B Visa Workers. Here comes the 600,000 Chinese students Trumpenstein ordered. The homeless, crapping in our streets, are straight out of the They Live set. Where’s Rowdy Roddy Piper when you need him? But he’s dead, and now we’re all out of bubble gum.
One of my first memories is carrying canned food down to the basement, where my parents had set up a makeshift fallout shelter, during the Cuban Missile Crisis scare. That never happened, and neither did any of the other ominous, foreboding disasters our authorities warned about over the years. Except for COVID, that is. I can’t emphasize that enough. That changed the game completely. So no longer can doomsters sneer, “nothing will happen.” Now, while it’s true that “COVID” never happened, something did. Mainly, the iron boot of our masters, crushing liberty here and in every country. Let’s hope we don’t get something like COVID 2.0. Enjoy your peanut butter cups, as slightly different in taste as they may be, while you can. If you have small children, trick-or-treat with them. What I’d give to do that again. But don’t look at the skies. There may a fake alien invasion coming, betwixt the chemtrails. We’re all forced to fantasize about, and fear the monsters we don’t know.
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