The phrase “be like water” doesn’t only mean adapting to any situation.
It means to be immensely powerful when directed,
extremely cost-intensive for your enemies to contain,
to be beautiful when calm
and feared when angry.
To be absolutely necessary for LIFE.
During the filming of the first Godfather movie, the mafia got awfully curious about what went on during filming. The mob actively followed the actors and actresses around and hovered around the sets, much to the chagrin of the actors. Marlon Brando in particular wasn’t too pleased.
At some point, Brando, Pacino, and Robert Duvall were driven off-set in a car when their driver spotted a suspicious-looking cast of characters traveling at the same speed and distance, eyeing them.
Brando said he had had enough of “those mob bastards,” rolled down the car window, pulled down his pants all the way, and mooned them! Duvall later said of the event that his famous co-star pulled his pants down just a little too much.
Not deterred, the mob sent real-life mafia enforcer, wrestler and doorman Lenny Montana to the movie set, to play the part of Luca Brasi.
Montana was a major Brando fan, as were many of the mafia guys themselves who had come to respect the wild star and his reckless ways. So in awe of his famous co-star was Montana, that he bumbled his lines. He could barely perform at all.
Until Brando put Montana at ease, helping him shine and perform his part well. The big mobster turned actor was incredibly grateful, and suddenly the mafia was totally okay with their on-screen portrayal.
Good evening, World.
Allow me first to apologize for this interruption.
I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of everyday routine – the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition.
I enjoy them as much as any bloke.
But in the spirit of commemoration, whereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone’s death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday,
I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat.
There are of course those who do not want us to speak.
I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why?
Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power.
Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth.
And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with the world, isn’t there?
Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression.
And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission.
How did this happen? Who’s to blame?
Well certainly there are those who are more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you’re looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.
I know why you did it. I know you were afraid.
Who wouldn’t be?
War, terror, disease.
There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you.
They promised you order, they promised you peace, and all they demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent.
More than four hundred years ago, a great citizen wished to embed the 5th of November forever in our memory.
His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words – they are perspectives.
So if you’ve seen nothing, if the crimes of these governments remain unknown to you, then I would suggest you allow the 5th of November to pass unmarked.
But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me this time next year.
But to stand beside me, you must be useful.
War has come for your sanity - and to resist we must be as capable as possible in all realms of human endeavor.
You need money.
You need muscles.
You need a network.
There are two versions of the universe, one you spend the next year doing as you've always done - and in 365 days you look the same, feel the same and live the same old life.
Truthfully.
You are still a slave.
But there is another version of reality. Where you spend 365 days PREPARING yourself for resistance to tyranny.
Training for the fight that you KNOW is coming.
Becoming as wealthy as possible, as strong as possible.
In 365 days you look in the mirror and see a brand new man.
A man who’s great enough to resist a system designed to oppress every fiber of his being.
365 days inside THE REAL WORLD transform you.
You will finally be capable of helping me resist.
We must do this for ourselves and our children.
SLAVERY IS COMING IF WE DO NOT RESIST.
I will email you again in exactly 365 days - a call to act.
You can ignore this email and stay useless, or you can begin your training now and be ready for that call.
Training starts TODAY.
Begin here: https://t.co/IrbH7FGIWT
You are not going to like this tweet so turn away if you are likely to be triggered:
I am a very optimistic person; I am a fighter for Western values and liberties; I am a dogged defender of science, reason, and common sense. I must say though that I am unsure that the West can recover from its multifront civilizational suicide. Yes, I've talked about these issues for decades and wrote a book about it but the past few weeks have crystallized the extent to which the problem has become intractable. It will be a long and ultimately bloody demise and the West will be the first society in recorded history to fully self-implode due to its parasitic ideological rapture. It is a gargantuan Greek tragedy that will shape the future of humanity. This is not hyperbole. Your grandchildren will pay a very high price for your "progressive" arrogance rooted in the pursuit of Unicornia that only exists in the recesses of deeply flawed parasitized minds.
I dreamt of nuclear war again this morning
For the first time in thirty years
I could see mushroom clouds on the horizon
and missiles launching in pointless retaliation
And thought
We could have had
Everything
Instead of this
@benshapiro Mr tough guy.
Let me assure you as someone who has does his own fighting - as opposed to excitedly encouraging others to do it for him- while sitting at home on a comfy chair.
Peace is always worth a conversation.
This is the exact kind of mug that people who believe men can get pregnant drink from.
The irony.
I’m so ashamed I was ever an atheist. How embarrassing.
I’m far less ashamed I ran a webcam studio, bragged about how many women I slept with or engaged in fights for 50 dollars a pop.
Atheism is poison.
An innocent man was murdered in cold blood while riding his bicycle. The killers joked about it on social media
Yet, where is the media outrage?
Now you begin to understand the lie.