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[Sir Escanor (𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘚𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳) @EscanorReloaded]

Anyone who thinks you can stop warmongering governments and ruthless elites by holding a respectful sign, voting extra hard, and switching party masks every couple years is one of three things:
Brainwashed. A coward. Or on the payroll.
They bomb whole countries before breakfast and you're showing up with a cardboard sign and a permit, asking them to please reconsider.
Do you understand how ridiculous that is?

The permit is the joke. You're asking the machine for permission to complain about the machine, during approved hours, on approved locations, and then going home to "make your voice heard" in a booth they built. Get the f outta here…

Every cycle you swap the mask, red, blue, red again, and act shocked when the face underneath never changes.

They don't fear your vote because they count on it.
They don't fear your protest because they schedule it.

What they fear is the day you stop asking.

[Sir Escanor (𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘚𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳) @EscanorReloaded]

News flash: Elon Musk's entire bloodline reads like a Satanic fever dream.

His grandfather? Arrested in Canada in 1940 as a leader of Technocracy Incorporated, a movement pushing for a society run by engineers and data instead of people.
Literally the system his grandson is building in front of your eyes.

His father? Had two kids with his own stepdaughter, a girl he'd helped raise since she was four.

His mother? A demonic vessel of a woman who looks like she bathes in adrenochrome and whispers incantations over synthetic embryos.

And Elon? At least fourteen kids with four women, all but one confirmed through IVF and surrogacy.
Even his reproduction is manufactured. Bloodlines and breeding programs, alive and well.

Now look at what he's building.
Tesla: the robotaxis, the humanoid robots, the chips. 
SpaceX: the rockets, the satellites, and since February, xAI and its data centers.
xAI: Grok, the white-collar bots that take your job, the platform you talk on, and X Money to pay you after they do.
Neuralink: the chip in your skull.

Your car, your work, your money, your speech, your brain. One man. One stack.

And you never question it, because every few years there's a Mars mission, a flying Roadster, or some other bs to sell it as progress.

This year he became the first trillionaire on Earth.
In 2022 he walked a red carpet in a suit of armor called "Devil's Champion," with a Baphomet on his chest and an inverted cross between its horns.
He brought his mom. Then he made it his profile picture.

Rosemary's Baby meets the Hollywood Casting Couch.

And half the world still thinks Captain Brain-Chip is here to save them.

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@LeeParker162307 @archaix138 I recall Jordan mentioning in a video once that he definitely knew Paul Tice and that he also funded some of Sitchin's work. Truth? I don't know.

[Melanie In Saskatchewan @saskatchewan_in]

I am Canadian, I am a taxpayer, I am a voter. Mr. Carney, I am a Canadian fed up with you treating my money, my vote and my patience like things you're just entitled to.

I get up, I go to work, and I pay my bills. When I can't afford something, I put it back. You should try that sometime with my money.

You sold yourself as the man with the experience to handle Donald Trump. So do what you told Canadians you could do. Get back to the table and get us a deal that gives our workers, our businesses and our families a leg to stand on. Your résumé has had its introduction. We're waiting for the part where it helps us, because contrary to your belief, you didn't just "get here."

A reporter once asked when you last spoke to the American president, and you flippantly said, "Who cares?" You called it a detail. You said you would speak to him again "when it matters." Well I CARE. And it already mattered.

It mattered to the worker waiting to hear whether there would be another shift. It mattered to the business owner losing orders. It mattered to the parent putting groceries back. You acknowledged your words were a mistake. But correcting your wording doesn't correct anyone's bank balance.

I am tired of you telling Canadians to keep our elbows up while we swirl the drain, struggling to keep our heads above water. You suspended trade negotiations and recalled your team on August 21. Counting that day and today, that's 56 days. You cited sovereignty and unacceptable terms.

So then show us the details on how you're getting better ones. Show us the progress. Show us the timetable. Show us what Canadians can actually count on because waiting to see how America's November 3rd midterm election turns out is not a viable or even reasonable option.

My bills have deadlines. Your promises need them too. And spare me another victory speech about diversifying trade. More customers would be welcome. But an invitation, a handshake and a potential market are not paid orders leaving the factory floor.

Your own government's report says America bought 72% of our goods exports in 2025. The rest of the world COMBINED bought 28%. You know the difference. Stop talking as though a collection of future possibilities can immediately replace the customer paying most of the bills.

And your interest in changing the global financial system didn't begin when you became prime minister. Back in 2019, you were discussing an alternative international currency system that could reduce the American dollar's global dominance.

You are entitled to your economic theories. I am entitled to ask what pursuing them means for my country and my kitchen table.

You campaigned on diversification. Fine. That does not excuse failing to deliver relief in the trading relationship Canadians still depend on. You don't get to mark your own homework by changing which promise we're supposed to judge.

I am done with the gaslighting. I am done with you expecting me to mistake another Liberal government announcement for Liberal government accomplishment.

And I am done watching your government applaud its announced efforts while I wait for something to reach my kitchen table. I can read a receipt. I can read a bill too. I can tell when a promise hasn't paid either one.

But I have noticed how quickly your government can move when the benefit goes directly to YOU!

You came out of the general election with a minority. That was the limit Canadians put on your power.

You deliberately recruited floor crossers to help assemble the majority you didn't win in that election, in defiance of the democratic process Canadians exercised. You can call that a change of heart, however I am entitled to find it eerily suspicious. Especially since others have come forward describing the pressure tactics your party uses to recruit opposition members.

Then your government changed committee membership to secure Liberal control while moving many in camera or sealing information rightfully belongingto tax payers.

I am Canadian. And I expect you to respect the voters' judgment as much as you welcome an MP pretending to suddenly changing theirs. You found a way to strengthen your position. I expect that same determination when ours is weakening.

I am tired of watching you acquire more power while being told I should expect less. Less certainty, less purchasing power but expected to have more patience, and sacrifice even more than I have already.

I am done being lectured about sacrifice by people insulated from the consequences of their own decisions. You make the announcement, but it's the Canadian people making the adjustments. We postpone repairs. We stretch groceries. We wonder what else we can cut as our stomachs rumble.

You call it a transition after a rupture. From my kitchen table, it looks like poorly calculated managed decline on the heels of a deliberate rupture orchestrated by you and you alone. And I flat out, vehemently refuse to have you sell it back to me as something I asked for when nobody did.

I am tired of you using Donald Trump as a cudgel to beat Canadians into accepting whatever you propose. His conduct does not make your decisions beyond criticism. His tariffs do not erase your promises. And disliking him does not obligate me to trust you.

I am Canadian. My loyalty is to this country. You have to earn my confidence through what you deliver. My taxes are not applause, my vote is not unconditional consent, and my
patriotism is not yours to manipulate.

I WILL question you.
I WILL challenge you.
I WILL organize with my fellow countrymen, speak out and demand answers.

And, so help me God, I WILL keep standing up for myself and my country until my dying breath. You can try to stop me, but I will defy you.

My name is Melanie. I am a Canadian living in Saskatchewan, and YOU - Mark Carney - work for me.

START ACTING LIKE IT!

#MakeHypocrisyShamefulAgain
#StopElectingIncompetence #cdnpoli #Think

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@frequenzeez @archaix138 🤣🤣

[EPHRAIM ❣️ @Ephraim_Snr]

Kids making fun of influencers just restored my faith in humanity. Nature is healing🤣

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

There is a mountain of unworn clothes in the driest desert on earth, large enough to be photographed from space. It grows by 39,000 tons a year and almost none of it will ever rot.

The Atacama, in northern Chile, is a place where it may not rain for a decade. On its edge is a duty-free port called Iquique. Every year about 59,000 tons of clothing arrives there from Europe, America and Asia. It is last season's stock that never sold, and the bags people leave at charity shops.

Dealers pick through it for anything they can resell across South America. Two thirds of it is worthless. Nobody will pay to ship it back out, so lorries drive it into the desert at night and tip it.

The local landfill refuses to take it. The reason given is that the clothing does not biodegrade and is full of chemicals. Most of it is polyester, which is plastic, and in a place with no rain and no soil life it will lie there for centuries. Some of it is set alight, and the smoke drifts over a town of 100,000 people.

In 2025 a Chilean court ruled that the dumps had done serious damage to the land.

For most of history this could not have happened. Clothes were wool, linen and leather. They were worn out, handed down and patched, and at the very end a rag merchant paid for the scraps. In Yorkshire, from 1813, old woollens were shredded and spun into new cloth. Anything left went on the fields, where wool breaks down in months and feeds the grass.

Nobody ever had to find a desert for worn-out wool. We invented a fabric that cannot die, and then we started making it to be thrown away.

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@LeeElliott7 @RebelNewsOnline Right. Possible psyop 🤔

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@Kamara2R @ill_Scholar 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

[Sir Escanor (𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘚𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳) @EscanorReloaded]

KATIE ZACHARIA: THE PRESS SECRETARY WHO PASSED THE BAR IN CHINA
A résumé that shrinks every time somebody turns on a light.
Thread 🧵

They asked her a yes or no question.
Which state’s bar did you pass?

Katie Zacharia, standing next to the President of the United States on her first full day at the podium, said she passed it when she “moved to China.”

China is not a state. It’s a country. Specifically, it’s the country this administration has spent years calling the greatest existential threat America faces. I guess things changed when Trump invited Xi Jinping to the White House last week, rolled out the red carpet, and laughed together about Biden’s autopen fiasco…

Link:

It’s also a country where foreigners are forbidden from sitting the bar exam at all. So whatever happened in Beijing between 2011 and 2013, it was not a bar exam.

That answer is a loose thread on a very expensive coat.

So lets pull it.

Thread 🧵 https://t.co/7x9dW7UT8R

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@TerryLittle @shipwreckshow Good one 😅

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@PKopylowicz @imetatronink I suspect the "ruling class' is warned in advance 🤔

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@pea_s49099 @VanCityVice Through a straw preferably

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@samtosane @AndrewZywiecMD Is that what happened to all the dead Nigerians? I don't think so.

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@samtosane @AndrewZywiecMD I prefer self defense to lying down.

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@samtosane @AndrewZywiecMD Sell your cloak and buy a sword. Beat that.

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Outstanding 💖

[Sir Escanor (𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘚𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳) @EscanorReloaded]

I was right about Trump.
I was right about Nick Fuentes.
I was right about Tate.
I was right about Stew Peters.
I was right about Ashton Forbes.
I was right about Bukele.
I was right about Milei.
I was right about Bongino.
I was right about DeSantis.
I was right about Kash Patel.
I was right about Bondi.
I was right about Rand Paul.
I was right about Jim Jordan.
I was right about Gaetz.
I was right about Vance.
I was right about Pence.
I was right about Pompeo.
I was right about Liz Crokin.
I was right about Gen Flynn.
I was right about Mamdani.

And many, many more.

Since the last time I posted this:
I said Trump would go for a third term. Two years later, to the exact day, he posted the 2028 hat.

I said Bilzerian would lose dirtier than Massie. He did.

I said Tate's empire would end in handcuffs and degeneracy.

Not because I'm a prophet. Because the pattern never changes.
Rise on anti-establishment vibes. Build a cult. Collect the bag. Pivot the moment it matters.
The receipts are on my page. Some of them show up in my replies to "debunk" me, and every time they only end up proving the point.

A few of your current darlings haven't betrayed you yet. They've only betrayed other people so far. That's the only reason you're still defending them.
Don't worry. Your turn in line is coming. It always does.
I will be proven right about them too.
If you can't see it yet, you're still asleep, dreaming of fairy tales. Sorry not sorry.

Every time you crown a new savior, you're christening the next villain.

Don't outsource responsibility. Don't delay action. Freedom is never given. It's taken.

No heroes. No halos.
End hopium.

[Sir Escanor (𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘚𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳) @EscanorReloaded]

It Always Comes Home.
Whatever you let your government do to others will eventually be done to you.
Whatever you let it take from others will eventually be taken from you.

The surveillance you cheered on for the "bad guys" ends up on your phone.
The speech you wanted silenced sets the rules for yours.
The labels you clapped for, terrorist, extremist, threat, will fit you the day you disagree.
The war you funded overseas comes home as a checkpoint on your street.

Every weapon they build for "them" eventually gets aimed at you.

It always comes home.

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@Truthtellerftm Queer as a plaid rabbit 😳

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@archaix138 Riiight....stunning and brave 🥴