Michael Ambato

"You can fool some of the people all of the time, and those are the ones you need to concentrate on." George W. Bush (2000)

[Michael Ambato @AmbatoMich55299]

@doublegiemm Me cojoni

[Maura @MauraLusi77]

@AnfetaMilan 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣.... Ma come si fa ad affidarsi ad uno come Maldini per portare una rivoluzione nel sistema calcio italiano, quando il figlio gioca in Serie A solo per il cognome che porta... È tutto bellissimo!

[Mario Martinelli @MarioMartinell7]

@alexfrosio Grandi analogie tra Argentina 1990 e 2026. Campioni in carica, squadra costruita intorno al n. 10, con immondi fabbri prestati al pallone, un gioco bruttissimo, molti favori e sculate per arrivare in finale, finale persa da rosiconi.

[Intrapiernoso @Intrapiernoso]

Ni el Museo Británico le robó tanto a Egipto, como la FIFA.

[Michael Ambato @AmbatoMich55299]

@grande_flagello Posso dire una cosa?

[Bili @IMBili9]

Ha usato il Milan solo per tenersi in forma per il mondiale e sapeva che lì erano talmente scarsi che anche a 40anni aveva il posto assicurato.

Luka, l'Inter non ti dimenticherà.

[Michael Ambato @AmbatoMich55299]

@ElPrincipe22__ Bomber

[Michael Ambato @AmbatoMich55299]

@CalcioFinanza Portaci la coppa Paolo!

[AL Saqr @ALSaqr_r]

شكرًا لرئيس الهلال الس��بق بن نافل، فلولاك لما كنا سنحتفل بلقب السكوديتو الـ21.💙🖤

[David Sirota @davidsirota]

Destroying the @InternetArchive's @WayBackMachine would be the equivalent of the burning of the Library of Alexandria - one of the worst losses of knowledge in history.

Media giants are now threatening to do this.

We can't let this happen.

Pass it on.

[The Aramaic Wire ܣܘܪܝܐ @AramaicWire]

If we lose Assyrians in Iraq, we lose a people from the *Old Testament* who are preserving *Aramaic*.

If we lose Maronite Christians in Lebanon, we lose the last chance of culture in the Levant.

If we lose Orthodoxy in Syria, we lose every last memory & legacy of Antioch.

[B @QuantumTumbler]

A square cannot see a cube.

To a being confined to two dimensions, a cube never appears whole.
It arrives only as impossible slices a line that suddenly blooms into a square, swells, shifts without cause, then collapses and vanishes.

From that flat world, it looks like chaos.
Or miracle.
Or madness.

To us? Just geometry.

Now step one dimension higher.

A cube is a square extended through depth.
A tesseract is a cube extended once more.

No new rules.
No magic added.
The same structure, carried forward.

Here’s the part most people don’t sit with long enough

If lower dimensions always encounter higher ones as fragments, distortions, and “impossible” behavior…

What would a higher dimension look like when sliced through our eyes?

Would we recognize its wholeness?
Or would we label its cross-sections coincidence, randomness, emergence
just another unsolved mystery?

History keeps answering the same way.

Every time perspective expands,
the mysterious collapses into the simple
once we step outside the old frame.

So the question isn’t whether higher structures exist around us.

It’s this.

How much of what we call “complex”
is simply higher reality
seen edge-on
from the wrong dimension?

[Michael Ambato @AmbatoMich55299]

This is core truth

[SiriusB @SiriusBShaman]

Three hundred trillion dollars.

The entire human species in debt.

Every nation.

Every farm.

Every factory.

Every hour of labour ever bled from a human body.

To whom.

To banks. To funds. To institutions that have never produced a single object that exists in the physical world. Not a nail. Not a loaf. Not a brick. Not one thing you could hold in your hand and say this is real.

The money they lent did not exist before they lent it. It was conjured. Typed into a screen. Willed into being by decree. And against this nothing, this phantom, this number born from the void, they have mortgaged every man, woman, and child alive and every child not yet born.

You cannot owe a debt to something that invented the currency. That is not commerce. That is sorcery with a filing system.

Now meet the priests.

The accountant. The tax consultant. The auditor. The compliance officer. The revenue agent. The financial advisor. The estate planner. The actuary. The bookkeeper at the firm who helps you "structure your affairs." The banker who smiles when he approves the loan.

These are the priests of Baal. Every single one of them.

They do not produce. They do not build. They do not grow. They do not invent, weld, wire, dig, haul, plant, harvest, or make. They have never made anything. They are not capable of making anything. If you dropped them in a field with raw materials they would die of exposure while trying to calculate the tax implications of the sunset.

Their entire profession exists because the system exists. They are functions of the parasite. They are the nervous system of the beast. They process the extraction. They file the rituals. They ensure the tithe flows upward from the people who make things to the men who make nothing. That is their entire purpose. Strip away the jargon and the certifications and the letters after their names and what remains is a clerk at the altar of Baal making sure the fire stays lit and the sacrifices arrive on schedule.

They are not neutral. They are not just doing their jobs. The man who loads the furnace is not innocent because he did not design the furnace. The priest who collects the child is not innocent because he did not choose which child. They chose the altar. They chose to stand at it. They chose to build careers feeding the very system that enslaves the men who actually build the world.

And they will tell you it is necessary. They will tell you it is complex. They will tell you that you do not understand. That is their only defence. Complexity. They have made the extraction so layered, so dense, so wrapped in code and regulation and cross-referenced legislation that the average man gives up trying to understand it and hands over his money in defeat.

That is not complexity. That is camouflage. A tapeworm is not complex. It is just long.

Now meet the NPCs.

These are the majority. The great herd. The ones who do not serve the altar but who defend it for free. Who fight you in the comments. Who shake their heads at the dinner table. Who look at you with that blank, bovine certainty and say:

But who will pay for the roads.

But who will pay for the schools.

But we need taxes for hospitals.

But what about the fire department.

The NPC does not think. The NPC repeats. The NPC was loaded with a script at age six in a government school funded by the tax system and has been running that script ever since. The NPC is a decoy duck. A wooden bird floating on the water to draw real birds into range. The NPC does not know it is a decoy. The NPC believes it is thinking. That is what makes it effective.

The roads. Let us talk about the roads. You pay fuel levies. You pay registration fees. You pay tolls. You pay licence renewals. The roads were never free. The roads were paid for seven times over. The government did not build the roads with your income tax. The government hired a contractor. A private company. A man with machines who actually builds things. Your income tax went to service the debt. The debt went to the lenders. The lenders conjured the money from nothing. The roads are a decoy. The schools are a decoy. Every public service the NPC clings to is a decoy bolted onto the side of the extraction machine to make it look like it has a purpose.

Take the entire government budget. Look at how much services the debt. Look at how much goes to interest on money that was created from nothing. Then look at the NPC and ask them to explain why you should be grateful.

They cannot. They will not. They will change the subject or call you a conspiracy theorist because that is line four of the script and the NPC does not have a line five.

The NPC is not your enemy. The NPC is a casualty. A mind so thoroughly colonised by the system that it now defends the system against its own interests. The NPC will fight you harder than any banker ever will. The banker does not need to fight. He has the NPC for that. The NPC patrols for free. The NPC shames for free. The NPC enforces the social compliance that keeps the herd walking toward the altar without being pushed.

That is the architecture. The lenders at the top who conjured the money from nothing. The priests in the middle who process the extraction. The NPCs at the bottom who defend the entire structure for free and attack anyone who questions it.

And the producers. The men and women who actually make things. Who grow things. Who build things. Who risk everything and work with their hands in the real world. They sit at the bottom of this pyramid with the full weight of it on their backs and three hundred trillion dollars of invented debt on their heads and a tax system that says you cannot buy or sell or exist without the mark.

Tax is the mark. The NPC laughs at this but the NPC has never tried to live without it. Try to work without a tax number. Try to sell without registration. Try to buy property without compliance. Try to exist in the economy without bowing to the system. You cannot. Men with guns will come. Not because you hurt someone. Not because you stole. Because you tried to participate in the world without the mark.

You cannot buy or sell without it. That is not a metaphor. That is Tuesday.

The priests of Baal wear suits now. They carry calculators instead of ceremonial knives. They speak of "tax efficiency" and "compliance frameworks" and "structured obligations" but the function has not changed in four thousand years. They stand between the man and the fruit of his labour. They take a portion for the god. They burn it on the altar. The smoke rises. The beast feeds.

And the NPCs stand in a ring around the altar and clap and say but what about the roads.

Here is what terrifies every priest and every lender and every architect of this system.

They are not afraid of revolution. Revolution just replaces one altar with another. They are not afraid of violence. Violence gives them the excuse to build a bigger fence around the herd.

They are afraid of recognition.

They are afraid of the man who looks at the priest and sees a clerk. Who looks at the altar and sees a furnace. Who looks at the invoice and sees a curse. Who looks at the NPC and feels pity instead of anger. Who looks at the entire three hundred trillion dollar machine and understands in his bones that it feeds on belief and nothing else.

The fire dies when the people stop bringing wood.

The priest has no power over the man who does not kneel.

The NPC cannot shame the man who has stopped caring what the herd thinks.

And the three hundred trillion dollar curse, the greatest slavery operation ever constructed, the most complete extraction system ever imposed on a species, breaks the moment enough men stand up and say:

I made this. With my hands. In the real world.

You made nothing. You have never made anything. You are a mouth dressed in a suit.

And I do not owe you my life.

The altar goes cold. The priest holds an empty ledger. The NPC runs out of script.

And Baal starves.

[Michael McNair @michaeljmcnair]

Gold and silver are not acting well in a period of rapidly rising geopolitical risks. We have an Iran War, Strait of Hormuz blockade, rising volatility. In the old framework, that setup should be close to ideal for gold. But once you understand what is now driving gold, this move makes perfect sense.

Something fundamental changed after the US and Europe froze Russian reserves in 2022. For decades, surplus countries parked their excess savings in US dollar assets, mostly Treasuries. The freezing of Russian reserves combined with the current administration's explicit push to discourage foreign countries from parking excess savings in US financial assets, forced surplus countries to rethink where they store reserves.

And those countries haven't changed their domestic policies that generate the excess savings, so those savings have to be placed somewhere. The result is that gold and silver have increasingly become the obvious “neutral” reserve assets.

That’s why gold decoupled from the three factors that used to explain it…real interest rates, volatility, and liquidity. Now reserve accumulation flows have become the primary driver.

That shift has a consequence I don’t think most investors have thought through. If gold is now primarily driven by reserve flows from surplus countries, then gold has become pro-cyclical.

Reserve growth is driven by export revenues, trade surpluses, economic growth in surplus economies. When the global economy is strong and surplus countries are generating large export revenues, their excess savings grow, their reserve accumulation accelerates, and gold catches a bid. When that surplus generation is disrupted, the bid weakens or reverses.

This is exactly what is happening with the blockade of the Strait of Hormuz.

The GCC countries are major reserve/gold buyers and now their export revenues are collapsing. They likely need to liquidate some reserves to cover fiscal obligations, and gold is one of their most liquid assets. Even if the reserve sales aren’t excessive yet, the market can see their reserve accumulation has stalled and probably reversed. That flow, which was a meaningful source of gold demand, has gone to zero at best.

There are also secondary effects on other surplus economies. China is the world's largest oil importer. An energy shock of this magnitude slows Chinese growth, and compresses Chinese surpluses, which slows Chinese reserve accumulation. That same growth shock ripples through Korea, Taiwan, Japan, and the rest of Asia.

The whole chain that has been driving gold higher, surplus countries generating excess savings that need a home outside the dollar system, is being disrupted by an event that in the old model would have been unambiguously bullish for gold.

This doesn't mean the structural case for gold is broken. The dollar standard is still ending. Surplus countries still need an alternative to Treasuries and gold is still the most obvious destination. But it does mean gold is going to be more volatile along that structural trend than most people expect, and the volatility will correlate with global growth and surplus generation rather than with the old drivers. Gold rallies when surpluses expand. Gold sells off when surpluses contract. Even if the reason for the contraction is rising geopolitical risk that, under the old model, should have sent gold to the moon.

[Christopher Hale @ChristopherHale]

Pope Leo XIV’s Vatican newspaper is the only publication in the Western world to run the photograph of 150 Iranian girls' graves — killed in President Trump's military strikes — on its front page.

[Halli @iamharaldur]

The war is ending soon and the war is just beginning, also there is no war.

[Sean Davis @seanmdav]

Trump gave Thune the choice of passing the SAVE America Act and saving John Cornyn’s career, or doing nothing and ending Cornyn’s career…and Thune has chosen to nuke Cornyn’s career.

The uniparty will sacrifice their own just to stop election integrity. Amazing to watch.

[Ermes Antonucci @ErmesAntonucci]

MULE' DEMOLISCE IL PM WOODCOCK. Visione non adatta a un pubblico impressionabile!
Ieri a Piazza pulita è andato in scena il massacro del magistrato napoletano Henry John Woodcock, fresco volto del No al referendum, da parte del vicepresidente della Camera Giorgio Mulè, su riforma Nordio, rapporto pm/gip, conseguenze devastanti delle indagini dei magistrati (Woodcock in primis), irresponsabilità delle toghe, degenerazioni correntizie.
Questo accade quando (stranamente!) La7 accetta il principio del contraddittorio sui temi relativi alla giustizia. La sensazione è che non riaccadrà più e certi noti magistrati continueranno con i loro monologhi.
Video un po' lungo ma tutto da godere ⬇️

[Richard Ngo @RichardMCNgo]

Many in my circles still think of mass migration as well-intentioned policy. But that doesn’t explain why western elites are doubling down on it even as it drives the right-wing surges they dread.

Without something like Curtis’ conflict theory, the last decade makes no sense.

[giovanni brentegani @giovannibrenteg]

Il Derby di Milano si è giocato durante la prima e la seconda guerra mondiale, durante e persino durante il Covid ma non si è giocato nelle stagioni 1980/81 e 1982/83