🚨"The big oil companies are not dropping their price at the pump commensurate with the sharply lower prices they are paying for oil," says President Donald Trump in the post below.
This is incorrect. Let me explain why.
▪️First, "Big Oil" doesn't own the gas stations. The vast majority of those stations are owned by independent entrepreneurs who price their gasoline based on the cost of the latest tanker delivery they've received.
▪️It takes days - most often, more than a week - for movements in oil prices to filter all the way to the retail outlets.
▪️The president has correctly boasted in recent days about the big volumes of crude now coming through the Strait of Hormuz. But it will take weeks before those slow-moving oil tankers arrive in ports around the world with their lower-priced cargoes.
▪️"Big Oil" does own the refineries, but refineries are price-takers on the market, not price-makers. They pay market prices for the cargoes delivered to them via oil tankers or pipelines.
▪️ Right now, the tanker cargoes coming into their facilities were loaded two weeks ago, when the Brent crude price was $94/bbl, $19 higher than today.
▪️ Due to dangerously low domestic inventories caused by the war, U.S. refiners are having to import a much higher percentage of crude right now on tankers because domestic pipeline supplies are constrained.
▪️Even with all this, U.S. average price for regular has dropped by 60 cents in a month according to AAA, and will keep dropping in the weeks to come as long as the Strait of Hormuz remains open.
This is how the market works, Mr. President. It is how it has always worked, in fact.
Washington politicians have levied the "price gouging" charge at Big Oil a thousand times before you, Mr. Trump. You know how many times a federal investigation has found a Big Oil company guilty as charged in all these years?
ZERO. As in, NEVER.
Because that's not happening.
You are taking away DOJ resources from more important investigations to send them on a wild goose chase. Maybe instead of typing on your phone, give @SecretaryWright a call. He'll tell you the same thing I just told you.
That is all.
🚨 He Translated Ancient Hebrew Texts for The Vatican for YEARS Until He Was FIRED for Speaking Up About What His Translations Revealed! (It's Aliens)
The Holy Bible is, according to Mauro Biglino, not a spiritual text about an omnipresent God, but an historical record of Non-Human Intelligences interacting with, and ultimately engineering, early Humanity.
These beings are known as The Elohim.
After years of working with the most respected publishing companies under the umbrella of The Vatican, producing 17 books through these channels, he was immediately fired upon publicly stating his position on the true meaning and true translation of the original Biblical texts.
His findings, theories and conclusions are based upon decades of professional translation experience, specialising in ancient Hebrew texts.
This fascinating conversation with Mauro goes deep into his realisations, conclusions and theories regarding the true meaning of The Bible and the ancient corpus of texts that form its foundations.
The TLDR?
Humanity is a cargo cult, influenced by superier intelligences, engineered genetically by these intelligences, and world religions, including the overarching narratives of monotheistic texts, have their roots in direct interactions between Humans and these Non-Human Intelligences, these interactions are referenced more profoundly in the original translations, which were, in many cases, removed from later translations that became mainstream religious scripture.
i live in florida, ostensibly one of the freeest... free-est... freest... (le sigh) States in the country and yet, it is as unto a barren wasteland with naught but parched bones and desolate fast food joints. send help, and franchises.
I went to In-N-Out and ordered a cheeseburger. The cashier, a calm young woman named Destiny, asked me a question I did not expect.
"You want that Animal Style?"
I paused.
I did not know what this meant. But a samurai does not admit he does not know. So I answered with weight.
"...Animal Style."
"Cool. So that's mustard-grilled, extra spread, grilled onions, pickles. Yeah?"
I understood now. This was a sacred permission. For one meal, I was being told to put down my manners at the door. To eat the way a beast eats, without shame. I had waited my whole life for someone to give me this order.
"Yes," I said. "I will become the animal."
Destiny did not blink. "...Okay. You want your fries Animal Style too?"
I stopped. Even the potatoes?
"The potatoes also become animals?"
"I mean, they get cheese and sauce and grilled onions, so..."
"Then yes. Let the potatoes abandon their restraint as well."
"...Got it." She was the calmest woman I have ever met. "3x3, 4x4, or just the one?"
I did not know these numbers, but I knew a challenge when I heard one. "How many must I face?"
"It's, like, how many patties you want."
"How many is the most honorable?"
"...Four is a lot."
"Then four. A warrior does not ask for fewer."
She wrote it down without argument. A 4x4, Animal Style, with animal fries. She warned me once, kindly. "That's gonna be huge." I told her I was counting on it.
It arrived. It was a tower. Cheese and sauce ran down my hands the moment I lifted it. There was no clean way to eat it. There was no dignified way. That was the entire point.
I ate it like a beast. Both hands, no honor, grilled onion on my chin, and I have to be honest with you, it was the best thing I have ever put in my mouth.
For thirty years I have kept my manners at every table in the world.
They handed me a burger and told me to be an animal, and I have never felt so free.
So tell me, America.
The whole country knows the secret menu. What else are you hiding in plain sight?
And "Animal Style." Was I eating the animal, or finally becoming one?
World: Invents game
America: "How play?"
W: Over-explains
A: "So put ball in net?"
W: "Well yes but..."
A: Puts ball in net. A lot. Wins handily
W: "We hate you so much"
A: "Hahaha put ball in net fun!"