You and I are not to be the beneficiaries of that flow. Our purpose in their eyes is to either produce the wealth, be consumed, or conveniently die.
The Corporate Greedy have been eating us alive for generations. By doing so they worked to provide for those future generations of trust fund brats with no character, morals or clue about the work ethic; more George W. Bushes, more little Murdochs and Rockefellers. For that purpose they have driven America into bankruptcy using all of the institutions we paid for and thought were intended to provide security for us, the real Americans, and our families.
Like the movie, “The Matrix,” it is very simple when you understand.
This hyperinflation cycle is the corporate beekeepers harvesting the hive. They are now harvesting America, making room for those of us who survive, to produce more. At the same time they are looking at which bees are likely to give them the best return. They intend that the 'useless eaters,' the elderly, the lowest income people, the inconveniently political, die.
After they finish harvesting America will be a third world country. The North American Union will be in place to act as their conduit for rebuilding on very different lines, smugly expecting us to be grateful for the opportunity to simply survive and serve.
Hyperinflation is one of their tools that shows you what is about to happen. It has been used before. Stan Mikhalsky experienced the hyper inflation that took place in the Soviet Union. Here is his story.
by Stan Mikhalsky
“It started in November 1985. The Soviet Union had been shaken by a tsunami of deaths as one after another, starting in 1982, Party leaders died in office. First Brezhnev, then Andropov followed by Chernenko. Never had the Soviet Union seen so many deaths just in three years.
Then, suddenly, a new guy, younger, eager, and unexpected... Gorbachev, came into office.
The 70s in Soviet Union had been marked as years of prosperity and peace. Ordinary people had prospered. Then, in 19 , we found ourselves at war in Afghanistan and the world changed.
When I stepped on American soil in 1996 I had the same feeling of those fat, happy years of the 70s in the Soviet Union. Yet in the back of my mind I wondered. I was worried because I knew how that time of peace and prosperity had ended. Putting that aside I figuratively rolled up my sleeves and got to work; good times mean profits and there was much I wanted for my family, much they needed after the trauma we had survived in the Ukraine.
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