LET ME OFF OF THIS CRAZY TRAIN!
LET ME OFF OF THIS CRAZY TRAIN!
Ok, Iâm just about all worn out again from being forced to live another another week in President Potato & Friends’ dystopian nightmare. Try as I may, I canât seem to find the exit out to extricate myself! Whatâs that you say? You too feel trapped in this Twilight Zone/1984 love child of a reality? In the beginning, it was mildly amusing to watch these corrupt mental defectives & marxist mutants while they strived to out retard one other because back then, I mistakenly thought this stupid shit would just naturally run its course and then end. You know, the way a toilet stops flushing once the tank is finally empty. I figured all of these fools would at some point have to run out of gas & self destruct so life could eventually somehow start to revert back to some sense of normalcy. Seriously, I kept waiting for the Fat Lady to sing: something to finally give because what I was witnessing with my own two eyes was simply too freaking ridiculous to continue denying all the laws of sensibilities to endure for that long! Well, I certainly called that one wrong, not even fucking close! Our ship of state continues to drift aimlessly without any direction on the open seas towards the rocks of full blown communism commanded by a babbling, demented old fool pacing the decks obsessing over his âstrawberries.â Not to worry! El Capitain Grande makes regular appearances on the tee-vee tripping over his own dick and tongue with empty attempts to persuade the crew that weâre still on course: not going to sink in the storm. Meanwhile, the ship continues to take on water and drift in ever closer to those rocks.
If you ever wonder what happened to the carnival freak shows of the past, look no further than this current âadministration.â According to Jennifer Granholm, our current bearded lady Energy Secretary, if only all of us âdomestic terroristsâ drove electric cars, then we wouldnât be getting fucked by this completely contrived and by design gasoline shortage. Never mind the fact that some of us need to move, pull and haul shit (serious shit) in order to feed ourselves and our families. Never mind that almost all of the food in this country is delivered by truck and if truckers canât get gas, people wonât eat. Fucking clown. She thinks going from complete energy independence as a country to fucking Jimmuh Carter gas lines again in a little over 100 days is âno big dealâ and we peons should just suck it up and wait for mama government to come to the rescue with another round of wasteful, inflationary stimulus checks âfoâ da chilluns!â Then the parrot news agencies at the command of the Ministry Of Truth can issue new propaganda talking points in a spanking new agenda campaign to convince the concerned sheep that any talk of gas lines or shortages are just more domestic terrorist conspiracy theories. Itâs only your imaginations, go baaaahhhhhhhk to sleep! At the same time, we have a gay Alfred E Neumann acting as Transportation Secretary slobbering himself over the prospect of a new per mile driving tax. If thereâs one thing that sexually arouses Democrats, itâs new taxes and ways of stealing yet even more money from the American people.
So hereâs my take on the so-called gasoline âcrisis.â Ok, well maybe TWO takes. As late as 1995, the people who run & control the Colonial Pipeline probably didnât even know what a computer was. After all, the Colonial Pipeline is sixty five years old. What the fuck did they do to keep everything moving for all of those years before they updated to a computerized system? Â Iâll tell you, they had experienced employees sitting in control rooms with phone banks in constant contact with the workers on the line who turned valves and controlled the flow of product. They had a manual, analog system that worked perfectly for decades making certain the oil made it to wherever it was needed. Highly trained & experienced, professional guys & gals who knew their jobs & how to do them very well! That knowledge and experience also didnât come cheap because it never does. Many of those professional men & women spent their entire career lives working on that line. Then one day, the Digital Age birthed itself out of Billy Gates ass. Poof! Suddenly, a nerdy Harvard dropout trust fund baby and Jeffry Epstein buddy became one of the wealthiest humans on the face of the planet. Computers! The digital revolution, or devolution, depending however you wish to look at it, changed everything. Suddenly, a group of circuit boards in a plastic box could do the work of 90% of the Colonial workforce 24/7 with no demands for breaks, time off, accrued pay, sick leave, or vacations. As an added plus, there was also no way for any union assholes to âorganizeâ a group of circuit boards in a plastic box to extort money by constantly threatening to strike. So they eventually replaced most of their human workforce with computers. The higher ups were allowed to keep their jobs because they didnât work anyway; they just got bigger paychecks because of the money Colonial was no longer paying to maintain quality employees. Colonial soon became just another company to completely rely on computers for its day to day operations.
This conversion to complete computerized control became an overnight cash cow for the owners and anyone else was high enough on the food chain lucky enough not to find themselves being replaced. All of Colonialâs valves & switching could all now be managed from a central office bank of computers with cheap H1B milk chocolate people visa holders running them! That meant mo money, baby and everybody who wasnât fired or laid off was happy with the new bottom line! Shareholders, owners, the Rat politicians who got bribes, er⌠kickbacks, I mean contributions for relaxing H1B visa restrictions, everybody except the people who were Colonialâs best bet to keep the pipeline running safely & effectively! In case you havenât already guessed, they got the shaft! In the midst of this orgy of reduced costs and higher profit margins, nobody ever gave a thought about how it all might one day go to Hell in a hand basket. Can you say, âvulnerable critical infrastructure?â Sure, I knew you could. Nobody wanted to slow down the gravy train. Nobody cared. Colonial didnât care, local politicians didnât care and Washington sure as fuck didnât give a shit. Nobody cared at all until their entire system was hijacked by a group of hackers, shut down and held for ransom. At least that seems to be the most popular version of the story weâre being fed now. Who knows what the truth might actually be; as thereâs no way of really knowing. It wasnât the energy in a pipe or two going to some small town somewhere that was stopped. It was instead 55% of the total of all East Coast gasoline, diesel and heating oil supplies which stopped flowing! Oh snap! What was the response of our current, sock puppet, freak show, administration? âAinât none of dat our bidness, boss. Dat shit be going on is private sector.â Besides Team Joey was already too occupied with eliminating âsystemic racism,â hunting down January 6th patriots and bankrupting the entire country to save the World from its own weather. Who the fuck has any time left to go after hackers; and anyway, arenât fossil fuels evil?
This kind of shit is exactly why I need to take a week off from Humanity. Theyâve locked all of the doors and Iâm trapped inside the circus. Our faux government is absolutely worthless. Apparently, they arenât willing to do jack to mitigate this shit show except dribble out nonsensical word salads full of empty platitudes, smirk, smile, and keep giving one another the happy hand job as the ship of state drifts yet even closer to those rocks. According to another deputy undersecretary to some deputized government dick holder of the golden ass assistant secretary to the secretary of the secretaryâs actual secretary assistant secretary of the office of the department of steaming piles of dog shit, this is no big deal, so get your wretched asses back on that wheel now taxpayers, or else! Nothing to worry about; relax and go watch some more tee-vee, sheep! Captain Buttjuice is on it (pun intended), the bearded lady is laughing hysterically and President Potato is working on his legacy by asking Ike to invade Canada. As usual, Harris is completely missing in action. Probably making herself useful under some desk somewhere again. Who cares if higher energy prices created by limited supplies juices hyper inflation? Not any members of that special club of which the rest of us do not belong. âWell Thoroughgood, none if this would be happening now if the peasantry had taken our advice and all bought electric cars. They brought this all upon themselves; let them eat their gasoline shortage. Itâs of their own doing.â
To answer that most obvious question which is haunting everyonesâ minds now: why canât Colonial just manually manage the valves to keep the energy flowing? Because they fired every experienced person they had who knew how to do that & replaced them with a computer! DUH! Anybody working at Colonial now probably doesnât even know where the hackers have shut down the line because they need a fucking computer to tell! Habib and Jose donât have the slightest clue (Es not my yob!). Their managers, Moonbeam and Serendipity, probably donât even know what a fucking valve is much less how to turn one because they are soi diversity quota hires complete with smooth plastic Barbie and Ken crotches. Colonial is infected with a bad case of the Billy Gates Virus which has made them and US very vulnerable! As a direct result, 100 million people are forced to needlessly suffer. Thanks Bill, can we get our money back? Thatâs what I thought! Thanks for nothing, you sadistic, smirking, sociopathic kiddie diddler. Iâm certain by the time you read this on Saturday night, Joey Potatoes will somehow find a way to make this all Trumpâs fault and explain to everybody that we need the Nu Green Steal now more than evah. Remember, âweâre all in this togetherâ or some such bullshit except for our precious and valuable ruling class elites. Of course, they canât be asked to live without their yachts, private jets and 30 vehicle security motorcades because their lives are obviously more important than yours or mine. If this isnât enough to make you take up home reloading, then I have no idea what will.
Ok, so now here comes my second take on this comedy or errors, dog & donkee shit show. Mind you, this is only speculation based on what Iâve witnessed with my own two eyes over the past three months. I donât necessarily believe the Colonial Pipeline hacker group Darkside is some group of anarchy geeks ODing on Red Bull & vodka martinis somewhere in a Moscow apartment. More likely, Darkside could be our own intelligence apparatus codename for a complexly designed disruption targeting another part of our economy with yet another new âcrisisâ because because their covid lie is finally shitting the bed. This possibility would not surprise me in the least if discovered to be true. Faith in the covid cult is finally waning. People are finally waking up to the ugly truth itâs all been a globalist plan to enslave Humanity in a new dark age of technological feudalism. The dam is finally staring to break. The citizenry are now in revolt, openly defying government medical tyranny & telling the mask Karens to royally âfuck off.â Â The most extreme, dyed in the wool sheep of our nation: the loyal âmaskholesâ and âvaxsuckersâ are astonished to learn how easily they were duped into compliance by their wannabe globalist masters (In 2030 you vill own nothings und vill be happy). So has the mask and shots ploy finally failed? How about no gas next you defiant serfs! If these bastards pulling all the strings could find a way to selectively target only Trump supporters they would; but, they canât so they donât give a shit about their useful idiots. They are equal opportunity despots & tyrants. You may quote me: this gas shortage is just another manufactured crisis, just like the chink bat flu lie was a manufactured crisis. They purposely create these problems so they can then turn around and sell us their solutions. Fuck them, Iâm not buying!
So remain alert and prepare yourselves and your families. Guaranteed, there will be another âcrisisâ followed by an another and yet another. Each a little worse than the previous until all Hell finally breaks loose and THATS when this fake imposter, criminal government will crown themselves with new emergency powers by declaring a new national emergency. By comparison, these good old days of covid lockdowns & social distancing will become pleasant memories. Of course, there will be more anarchy, but only up to a certain point; then suddenly, TOTAL CONTROL. The reliable, good old Soviet kind with essential services selectively rationed and apportioned to the compliant and withheld from the defiant. How do I know all this? To be honest, I really donât because the future is still unwritten! Thatâs both an asset and a liability! Iâm only following a line of thought in my thinking which simply asks who could do what, when & how to take over and hold the nation hostage? Am I right? Follow the money! Is any of this plausible? Yes, it most certainly is. When you really think about it, this entire gas thing should come as no real surprise. The dead giveaway is the group of usual suspects blaming it on the âRussians.â Where have we heard this before? I really hope to Hell Iâm wrong. Notice I havenât include any discussion of possible plans to resist their plans? Thereâs a specific reason I left that part out and every one of you here know exactly what I mean. One scenario is about what they might do; another is whether or not they survive the attempt.
Who weâre talking about here is an intensely destructive cabal of insane, power mad psychopaths who couldnât give a dead ratâs ass about anyone except themselves. Figuratively speaking, not much different from certain, well known religious fanatics who get their kicks detonating explosive belts in schools or crowded market places. I believe thatâs who weâre dealing with here: myopic zealots completely focused on their perceived objectives of power & domination at any cost by any means. Prove me wrong! Theyâre communists who wonât stop at anything and I suggest we let them die trying! Until it becomes absolutely impossible not to, weâre stuck with letting this crazy train keep rolling until the ideal moment it reaches the washed out bridge. Precisely, when is that moment? At obvious and undeniable, over the top overreach. Donât worry, itâs coming as certain as the Sun rises every morning. So bets are now open for if this coming next week can top the fucktardery of the last. I really hope it doesnât, but Iâll probably be wrong. Iâve already seen enough of what they can do.
Be AMERICANS and carry on!
General Mossberg
