What the Fuck Is Going On?

A Short History of How to Shatter a Society and Bring It Crashing to Its Knees.

TL;DR: This is the only article you need to unravel the full blueprint behind every brain-dead political stunt. Seriously, just read it.

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After my exhaustive orgy of opining about the saccharine inner workings of the Young Global Leaders—a charade of polished youths, the fawning acolytes of the World Economic Forum, cloaked in altruism and vestiges of social duty—it’s high time we cast aside the rose-colored glasses and plunge into the abyssal depths of their political machinations.

Their disingenuous smiles and ceaseless proclamations of empathy have seduced us for over three decades since the Global Leaders and their successors emerged from the shadows. But the curtain has fallen, and it is time to expose the charade and dismantle the charming facade of the benevolent elite.

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Let’s be brutally clear: A complete regime of control cannot exist without the pall of crime draped over its head. Especially not when those in power are consumed with the delusion that they are the embodiment of Truth and Goodness, deriving from such hubris the divine mandate to “educate” humanity, often through the most insidious means. If necessary, the masses will be herded—not towards enlightenment, but to subservience, stripped of dignity; an unfortunate necessity according to our self-appointed superiors.

Ignorantly, the Young Global Leaders—emissaries of this New World Order—are cut from the same cloth as the imperialists of yore, albeit with a far more refined set of tools. This time, however, the technological advancements at their disposal present unprecedented possibilities for their authoritarian ambitions. But before they can impose their vision, they must first eliminate certain inconvenient 'hurdles.' This entails the active dismantling and internal decay of nations and peoples, a process that history teaches us is alarmingly effective.

Your “Elected” Officials Aren’t Stupid - They’re Just Young Global Leaders

Every revolutionary order rises from the ashes of an old world, a lesson that echoes painfully through the annals of human history, particularly in Germany’s tortured past. Societies that are unmoored from their foundations are the very soil from which these movements bloom, readily susceptible to upheaval and disorder.

By contrast, functioning democracies present a robust resistance to such machinations, fortified by a solid framework of shared values, widespread prosperity, and a legal system that respects justice over moral dogma. Yet, these same truths are well understood by the apologetics of the New World Order; thus, the YGLs descent upon these very fault lines in their political endeavors.

A prime example of their method can be observed in the ludicrous theater of COVID-19 policy—a masterclass in manipulation that could have been ripped from the pages of an Orwellian dystopia, wherein the WEF’s darling youth calculatedly set the stage for the conditions necessary to effectuate a coup of power.

The primary goal? To disenfranchise the once-proud, sovereign individuals of our societies, molding them instead into compliant, docile beings—domesticated livestock kept within the confines of proverbial boxes. When the whispers of an exotic virus from China began to echo in the winter of 2019/20, none among us could foresee the scale of the manipulations and upheaval that would soon follow.

Today, however, our eyes are wide open. The endgame has commenced. What unfolded from the financial crisis that began in 2007/08 was an unending cascade of crises that now ensnares us like a spider’s web. In stark contrast to the historical tremors of global politics— like the energy crises of the 1970s—today’s upheavals are strikingly different. Unlike the disruptive waves of old, which occasionally bore the fingerprints of nature or circumstance, these crises are either entirely contrived, such as the financial or refugee crises, or are nothing more than the brazen proclamations of those in power, presented as inevitable truths.

Three Crises to Fracture Society

Wolfgang Schäuble—though not formally inducted into the YGL’s gilded club of technocratic acolytes—captures their philosophy with brutal candor: “The bigger the crisis, the greater the ability to implement changes.” The evidence since 2010 confirms this as not philosophy but playbook.

From crisis to manufactured crisis, from financial meltdown to coronavirus, the “emergencies” grow progressively more encompassing, more existential. And with each one, the government's incursions into constitutional rights deepen like a cancer metastasizing through healthy tissue. We've witnessed the progression from economic “rescue packages” to literal house arrest during the pandemic.

One hardly needs oracular powers to predict how their masters will wield this judgment to further collar and control the population. But that particular noose isn't fully tightened—yet. For now, let's simply acknowledge the obvious: it wasn't the virus that threatened our existence, but the cynical opportunism of the powerful, who recognized in public health panic the perfect pretext for unprecedented social control.

The rolling crises of the 2010s merely served as overture to the Great Reset's main performance. The 2007/08 economic collapse marked the beginning of Europe's systematic impoverishment—with Germans receiving special attention from the financial wrecking ball.

The European Union's vaunted solidarity cracked like cheap plaster. Portugal, Ireland, Italy, Greece, and Spain were swiftly rebranded as the "PIIGS"—financial untouchables whose economic leprosy threatened the continent. While European tabloids screamed “You Greeks get nothing from us!” and Athens newspapers depicted Merkel in SS regalia, real lives were crushed beneath the machinery of austerity.

Far beyond such cartoonish hostilities lay the first massive wealth transfer of our new century. By 2013, the economic damage totaled an almost incomprehensible 3.8 trillion euros—a sum extracted primarily from European taxpayers, with Germans leading the procession of the fleeced.

Understanding Global Wealth Transfer

As if this daylight robbery weren't sufficient, the EU's response was to have its central bank purchase the most worthless state bonds directly—planting the seeds for the inflation that would begin its gallop in the early 2020s. And let's not pretend this outcome was unforeseen. What if this financial ruin was not a bug but a feature of their system?

The refugee crisis of 2015 provided the next act. Through her open invitation policy, former Global Leaders of Tomorrow member Angela Merkel methodically continued undermining Europe's already fragile social compact.

The societal fissures deepened into genuine ruptures. Proponents and opponents of uncontrolled immigration now face each other across an unbridgeable chasm. This division intensified as the refugee wave delivered precisely what its architects intended: concrete diminishment of living standards for the native population coupled with a strategic weakening of the rule of law, as those who entered illegally were mysteriously endowed with privileges unavailable to taxpaying citizens.

Following a succession of violent outbursts culminating in a veritable wave of sexually-motivated terror—with the New Year's Eve assaults in Cologne 2015/16 standing as grim testament—the public's sense of security evaporated like morning dew. The consequence? A demographic retreat, first from city centers, then to suburbs, and finally to provincial backwaters by those fortunate enough to afford such flight. Those financially shackled to their neighborhoods became unwilling witnesses to what amounts to colonization in slow motion.

The third crisis before the coronavirus spectacle—the so-called climate emergency—offered unique advantages to our Young Global Leaders. Its brilliant utility lies in the fact that, by this point, the population was already psychologically conditioned to accept moral totalitarianism as the price of safety. This prior softening of resistance meant that rising atmospheric CO₂ could be staged not as a temporary challenge requiring measured response, but as permanent justification for ever-tightening restrictions on mobility, consumption, and ultimately, thought itself.

Once again, this strategy bears no claim to originality. Just over a century ago, the Russian revolutionary Leon Trotsky advocated for “permanent revolution” as the most effective bulwark against counterrevolutionary forces. This principle clearly animates our globalist vanguard as well, though they've performed a semantic sleight-of-hand, replacing “revolution” with “crisis”—”permanent crisis” being more palatable to the modern ear. But make no mistake: the underlying mechanism remains identical.

In both cases, stability is the enemy. A population allowed to breathe, to reflect, to assess might recognize its chains. Better to keep them perpetually off-balance, lurching from existential threat to existential threat, grateful for whatever security the state deigns to provide, no matter how many freedoms must be surrendered in exchange.

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The Fetish of Conformity

If you buy the sanctimonious blather of the Western elite, division is the ultimate sin, a plague that threatens to topple any democracy foolish enough to let it fester. So say the high priests of the Californian Ideology, those smug architects of a borderless utopia where dissent is a dirty word. Their daily sermons on unity drip with crocodile tears, but you’d be wise to treat their every word with the skepticism reserved for a used-car salesman. History’s a harsh teacher: the closer you get to truth, the more you realize the powerful’s proclamations are best inverted. Their gospel of togetherness isn’t about harmony; it’s about control, a velvet glove hiding an iron fist.

The claim that division is democracy’s kryptonite is a lie so stupid it’s almost impossible to comprehend how someone could believe it. Societies are divided by design—not because of some moral failing, but because humans aren’t the interchangeable drones the New World Order’s propagandists wish us to be. We’re individuals, gloriously distinct, each chasing our own ends, our own dreams, our own fights. Actual diversity isn’t a bug; it’s the engine of progress. From it spring hierarchies, subcultures, and factions—sharp-edged and unapologetic—each vying for influence. To pretend otherwise is to peddle a fantasy of uniformity that serves only those who’d rather herd sheep than govern citizens.

Democracy’s genius lies in its embrace of this chaos. Unlike the sterile collectivism of authoritarian regimes, a republic thrives on conflict, channeling it into a crucible of ideas: thesis, antithesis, synthesis. This is the heartbeat of social, political, and economic advance, a messy, human alchemy impossible under the jackboot of consensus.

Think of Athens’ agora, where rival philosophies sparred to birth Western thought, or the early American republic, where Federalists and Anti-Federalists clashed to forge a constitution. Contrast that with the suffocating oneness of Mao’s Cultural Revolution or Stalin’s purges—regimes that crushed dissent to achieve “unity” and reaped only stagnation and slaughter. Democracy doesn’t fear division; it harnesses it, turning friction into fire.

Authoritarians, by contrast, fetishize conformity. Their vision—whether the worker’s paradise, the racial volk, or the sanitized “consensus society”—demands a single voice, a single will. They drone endlessly about cohesion, painting any deviation as treason. It’s no coincidence that in Germany the hysteria over division surged after 2015, when the cracks in democratic legitimacy became too glaring to ignore. Merkel’s open-border gamble didn’t unite; it fractured, exposing a regime more interested in moral posturing than governing. The elite’s panic over “polarization” isn’t about saving democracy—it’s about saving their own skins.

But let’s not whitewash division’s dangers. There’s a line where healthy rivalry curdles into something toxic, where debate gives way to destruction. The Weimar Republic learned this the hard way, too feeble to stop its ideological brawls from spiraling into civil war. What followed was the Third Reich, a nightmare that weaponized division into racial hatred, making it state dogma. They failed, thank God, but the lesson endures: division, when hijacked, becomes a tyrant’s tool. Like a river carving a canyon, it can shape progress or drown everything in its path.

The real trick is controlling the narrative. Master the meaning of “division,” and you hold the keys to power. Paint yourself as the savior of unity, and you can sort the world into saints and sinners, doling out rewards to loyalists while casting dissenters into the void with a smug, “You’re out.” It’s a game as old as politics—Caesar did it, Robespierre did it, and today’s technocrats do it with algorithmic precision.

But here’s the dirty secret: it only works because too many of us are gullible enough to play along, nodding like sheep as the elite draw their lines. Jean-Jacques Rousseau saw through this centuries ago, warning that the true crime isn’t in judging who belongs—it’s in accepting that judgment without a fight. “Beware of placing faith in deceivers,” he urged, and his words burn brighter than ever in an age where trust is a sucker’s bet.

Learned Helplessness

Let’s now dissect the unholy marriage between antidemocratic structures, societal division, and the impoverishment of the masses—a vicious cycle that the globalist elite orchestrate with chilling precision. Division isn’t just a byproduct of their schemes; it’s the opening act, the first rung on a ladder that plunges societies into oblivion. Impoverishment follows close behind, not as an accident but as a calculated consequence.

Consider a culturally cohesive society, one with safety nets woven from shared values. In such a system, the many shield the few from ruin. The old Federal Republic of Germany proved this, its welfare state a bulwark against destitution, grounded in a consensus that held firm. But fracture that communal fabric, let factions harden into hostile camps, and that consensus crumbles. When society splinters, solidarity evaporates, leaving the vulnerable to drown in neglect. Before you know it, poverty isn’t just a personal tragedy—it’s a societal epidemic.

Human societies, ever hierarchical, sort themselves ruthlessly: the rich, perched atop their glittering networks of influence, cooperate with surgical efficiency, while the poor languish, stripped of the social bonds that could lift them up. Poverty isn’t merely a lack of coin; it’s a starvation of connection, an exile from the cooperative pulse of human thriving.

Now, pour decades of welfare-state largesse into this fractured mess, and you don’t get salvation—you get “learned helplessness.” This isn’t my term; it’s the cold diagnosis of sociologists and psychologists who’ve traced its roots from depressive disorders to the broader malaise of dependency.

Picture it: a person, battered by circumstances they can’t control, learns to expect failure. Disappointment festers, self-respect erodes, and passivity sets in—a psychological death spiral that mirrors the plight of the long-term unemployed.

The COVID-19 pandemic was a masterclass in this manipulation, a global experiment in learned helplessness weaponized by the powerful to ram through their Great Reset fantasies. Lockdowns, mandates, and fear-mongering didn’t just fight a virus; they broke spirits, rendering entire populations docile and ripe for control. The Young Global Leaders and their ilk knew exactly what they were doing: a dependent, depressed, disoriented society doesn’t fight back.

Helplessness breeds paralysis, and paralysis breeds dependency. The masses, hooked on the opium of state handouts and false security, become as pliable as clay. Recall the hysteria when governments merely floated the idea of lifting COVID restrictions—grown adults, trembling at the thought of freedom, begging for their chains. The state plays dealer to a junkie populace, and the YGLs ensure no rehab exists. Why would they? An autonomous, spirited society might question their world-conquering ambitions. A broken one just nods along.

But let’s not pretend this is a one-way street. Dependency requires two players: the puppet masters pulling the strings and the puppets who let themselves be strung up. The relationship between the state and its helpless subjects mirrors that of a dealer and an addict—mutual complicity in a downward spiral. The masses cling to their fix, too weak to kick the habit of “state security.” Meanwhile, the architects of the New World Order—those smug YGLs and their cronies—make damn sure no detox programs emerge. They thrive on a populace too numb to resist their dystopian blueprint.

Whether you believe the virus was a lab leak or Mother Nature’s revenge, the response to it reshaped our world with a violence not seen since the Industrial Revolution. But where that upheaval birthed prosperity, stability, and the welfare state, today’s transformation—driven by the YGLs and their lackeys—razes those gains to the ground. The harvest? Poverty, dependency, and a creeping fog of despair.

Take New Zealand, a case study in this engineered decay. The economic sledgehammer of COVID interventions didn’t just tank livelihoods; it gutted mental health, leaving a population reeling from impoverishment, isolation, and that same learned helplessness. The fallout? A doubling of gang membership from 4,000 in 2014 to 8,000 by 2021.

That’s the fruit of a society split by poverty, where desperation festers into tribalism. But don’t reduce these gangs to mere thugs. New Zealand, still one of the world’s “peaceful” societies in 2022, isn’t overrun by cartoonish villains. Gangs offer what the YGLs and their state allies withhold: identity, camaraderie, respect, and a shot at economic survival. They’re a middle finger to a system that starves the soul.

This rebellion, however flawed, terrifies the elite. Why else would a mere 0.6% of New Zealanders—gang members—account for 38% of the prison population? Why else criminalize the wearing of gang patches, a symbolic act of defiance? It’s not about crime; it’s about crushing any spark of resistance to the sanitized, submissive society the globalists demand. The state doesn’t fear gangs for their violence; it fears them for their refusal to kneel.

The totalitarian state is gearing up to crush the spirit of its people, and nowhere is this more evident than in the sinister collusion between New Zealand’s executive and Europol, sealed in 2022 with a handshake over shared tactics and data. This is a transcontinental playbook for silencing dissent. If you thought the state’s boot on your neck was a metaphor, think again—New Zealand’s descent into authoritarianism is a screaming wake-up call, and the US would do well to take note before it’s too late.

The numbers paint a grim picture. New Zealand’s police are eleven times more likely to gun down civilians than their English counterparts. Of the last 35 people killed by cops, 20 weren’t even armed. Law enforcement became a death squad in uniform, and the bloodbath began the moment Jacinda Ardern, darling of the globalist clique, took office.

In her first year, crime skyrocketed by a jaw-dropping 253.88%. Yet, while the streets burned, Ardern preened on the world stage, trumpeting her “Wellbeing Budget”—a first in New Zealand’s history, she crowed. Wellbeing? Spare us the platitudes. This is the forked tongue of the Young Global Leader, slinging buzzwords straight from the New World Order’s lexicon, not unlike Annalena Baerbock’s “feminist” or “humanist” foreign policy. These are weasel words—vague, slippery, and deliberately meaningless, designed to mean whatever the listener wants while masking the rot beneath.

The reality for those drowning in Ardern’s “wellbeing” utopia is brutal. COVID measures—tax breaks for the elite, stock market bailouts for the connected—supercharged New Zealand’s homelessness crisis. Even before the pandemic, the country had the OECD’s highest homelessness rate: 0.8% of the population, seven times worse than the U.S. Since then, every metric points to a catastrophic worsening, though Ardern’s regime conveniently keeps the hard numbers under wraps.

What we do know? In 2021, while real estate banks raked in record profits exceeding €1 billion, 2.2% of Kiwis were effectively homeless. Social researchers suspect the true figure is higher, as many have vanished from the state’s radar entirely. And don’t be fooled by the government’s so-called emergency shelters. For those trapped in them, it’s not aid—it’s incarceration. “People in emergency housing have no rights,” one resident said. “They [the government] can change the rules arbitrarily … many here see these shelters as nothing more than prisons.” When your “help” feels like a cage, it’s not help—it’s control.

“If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face—for ever.” George Orwell’s words ring truer than ever. While New Zealand’s GDP ballooned from $210 billion in 2020 to $247 billion in 2022, this supposed economic miracle bypassed the average Kiwi, leaving them poorer and more desperate.

The question isn’t why the wealth didn’t trickle down—it’s why it was never meant to. The YGLs and their New World Order cronies are lining their pockets while the people starve. The average media consumer in the United States or Europe hears none of this. The narrative is scrubbed, the suffering erased, all to keep the globalist fairy tale intact.

The global politico-media disinformation machine, a slick operation spanning continents, has crowned Jacinda Ardern as the gold standard of leadership—a radiant, empathetic savior adored by her people.

“A political leader other nations can only dream of,” gushes the press, tripping over themselves to polish her halo. Even when her handling of the Delta variant flopped spectacularly, the fawning headlines cooed: “Why Ardern’s clumsy response to Delta might just be the right approach.” Clumsy? That’s a catastrophe draped in euphemism, and the sycophantic media’s attempt to spin it as wisdom is a masterclass in gaslighting.

The UNICEF report on child welfare across 41 industrialized nations rips the mask off Ardern’s mythos. Measuring poverty, mental health, and suicide, it ranks New Zealand a shameful 35th—lagging behind countries like Germany and Switzerland. It’s a damning verdict on a regime that’s failing its most vulnerable.

Ardern’s response? A promise to fling billions at social programs, as if throwing cash at a dumpster fire will somehow douse the flames. And why? To herd an entire generation of young Kiwis into the quagmire of learned helplessness, chaining them to state handouts while offering no path to self-reliance or dignity.

Speaking of learned helplessness, Ardern’s COVID-era policies took it to grotesque new heights. With the pandemic as her excuse, she rolled out a sprawling welfare scheme in New Zealand, ostensibly to cushion the blow of the crisis. Unlike Germany, where short-time work programs preserved jobs and incomes, New Zealand opted for a crude system of wage subsidies tied to corporate revenue losses. Businesses could claim grants covering roughly 30% of average earnings, with the expectation—note, not a requirement—that they’d pay workers 80% of their usual wages. The catch? Employers were only legally obligated to pass on the subsidy itself, meaning workers could be shortchanged even if their hours were slashed. Generous bosses who followed the 80% guideline ended up footing the bill for hours no one worked, effectively subsidizing the state’s incompetence with their own bottom line.

Compared to Germany’s targeted short-time work model, which stabilized incomes and jobs with surgical precision, New Zealand’s blanket wage subsidies were a budgetary black hole—costlier relative to GDP and woefully ineffective at saving jobs. The result? A bloated system that enriched corporations while workers clung to scraps, their financial security dangling by a thread. And all this unfolds against a backdrop of grotesque irony: New Zealand’s GDP is soaring, yet its people are sinking into poverty. Life in New Zealand costs 25% more than in the United States, but the average Kiwi earns 20% less than their American counterpart.

Ardern, card-carrying YGL and poster child for the New World Order, has chosen a path that doesn’t just tolerate dependency—it cultivates it. A population hooked on state largesse, stripped of agency, and battered by rising costs is a population that won’t fight back. This is the avant-garde of globalism at work, engineering a docile underclass to serve the elite’s vision. The suffering isn’t a bug; it’s the feature.

Canada - The YGL Model State

In February 2022, the pent-up rage of Canada’s so-called polite society erupted in the peaceful defiance of the Freedom Convoy, sparked by a de facto vaccine mandate for truckers. But let’s not kid ourselves: a jab requirement alone didn’t ignite this firestorm. The truckers’ revolt was no mere policy quibble; it was a primal scream against the suffocating weight of Justin Trudeau’s regime—a Young Global Leader (YGL) poster boy whose coronation by the World Economic Forum’s Klaus Schwab reeks of elitist anointment. Beneath the surface, a deeper rot festered: a visceral disgust with Canada’s political and economic decay, a rebellion against a system that’s been fleecing the many to fatten the few.

Before COVID, Canada was a land of plenty. GDP soared, per capita wealth climbed, unemployment and homelessness trended downward—a postcard of prosperity. Then came the virus, and Trudeau, Schwab’s eager disciple, saw not a crisis but a golden ticket to unleash his authoritarian wet dreams.

Overnight, he ditched his green-tinted eco-posturing for a new obsession: pandemic power. With the flourish of a wannabe Caesar, he pledged $1 billion CAD to “fight” the virus, only to jack that up to $82 billion a week later—roughly a fifth of Canada’s entire budget. It was a heist, bankrolled by the middle class’s tax dollars, siphoned straight into the coffers of the connected.

This was one of the grandest wealth transfers in YGL history. While 5.5 million Canadians lost their jobs, the billionaire class partied like it was 1929 in reverse. Seven new plutocrats joined their ranks, swelling the total to 53, and their collective wealth surged by $78 billion CAD, a 25% windfall.

Meanwhile, the body count from drug overdoses exploded, from eight deaths a day pre-COVID to 21 in 2020—a 162% spike. The government, conveniently, stopped releasing full data for 2021 and 2022. Why hide the numbers? Because they’re a smoking gun, a grim ledger of Trudeau’s failures. As Thomas de Maizière, another alumnus of an elite “young leaders” program, once smirked about inconvenient truths, “a part of these answers would unsettle the population.” No kidding.

To paper over this economic carnage, Trudeau aped Jacinda Ardern’s playbook, funneling obscene sums—$300 billion CAD, or $216 billion USD—into a labyrinth of wage subsidies that propped up corporations while leaving workers to scrape by.

Again, unlike Germany’s nimble short-time work programs, which preserved jobs with Prussian efficiency, Canada’s model was a bloated cash dump, covering 75% of payroll costs for businesses, alongside tax breaks, student grants, and handouts for everyone from seniors to homeowners. There were emergency loans for Indigenous communities, debt deferrals for farmers, and even repatriation funds for stranded expats. Sounds generous, right? It’s a mirage. These measures didn’t save jobs; they padded corporate bottom lines while shackling the masses to state dependency—a classic bait-and-switch.

The other side of this coin is a nation gutted. Canada’s economy contracted 2.1% in Q1 2020. Between 2 and 3 million jobs vanished, 2.5 million workers saw their hours slashed, and unemployment spiked to 14%—a record since tracking began. Labor force participation cratered to 61.4% by May 2020, down 5 points from the prior year.

Cities, starved of revenue, teetered on collapse. Toronto’s mayor warned of a 47% property tax hike to cover ballooning costs for basic services like fire and rescue, as income from transit fares, parking fees, and fines dried up. The state, like its municipalities, was bleeding, and the people paid the price—unable to pay taxes, trapped in a spiral of debt and despair.

This is the Trudeau legacy: a nation of serfs, hooked on government crumbs, while the billionaire class toasts its windfall. The Freedom Convoy wasn’t just about vaccines; it was a middle finger to a system that’s turned Canada into a playground for the WEF’s anointed, where the many toil and the few feast. And that’s exactly how the globalist machine likes it.

Canada’s economic pulse flatlined, with GDP plummeting 5.8% from its pre-COVID peak, prompting the C.D. Howe Institute to sound the recession klaxon. But this was a calculated strangulation, orchestrated by Justin Trudeau, whose “relief” programs—financed by a tidal wave of debt—sucked the lifeblood from the nation. As if that weren’t enough, these measures collided with a bloated bureaucracy, a leviathan of paper-pushers who, with rare exceptions, had no plan to trim costs or staff despite entire swaths of municipal services shuttering in 2020. Thousands of civil servants and city workers, paid handsomely to twiddle their thumbs while the country burned. Efficiency? Accountability? Not in Trudeau’s Canada.

The efficacy of these so-called relief efforts is a cruel joke. Roughly 70% of the newly jobless scrambled for federal or provincial aid, with 46% admitting they’d starve without it. Another third credited the handouts with keeping their heads above water, and 20% clamored for more. From the gilded perch of the Young Global Leaders, this is a triumph—a masterstroke of New World Order engineering. Trudeau, Schwab’s eager acolyte, didn’t just weather the crisis; he weaponized it, dismantling independence and self-reliance to forge a nation of dependents, tethered to the state’s teat. It’s dependency by design, a social lobotomy executed with surgical cynicism.

Step down from the YGLs’ Olympian heights, and the view is apocalyptic. Inflation rages like a wildfire, torching the middle class’s purchasing power. Life’s essentials—food, fuel, shelter—now cost a king’s ransom, and over half of Canadians feel their very existence teetering on the brink. This is existential dread, gnawing at the foundations of work, savings, and the promise of retirement. The social contract—labor today for security tomorrow—lies in tatters, leaving millions to wonder if the future they’ve toiled for is a mirage.

“Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind,” Rudyard Kipling once warned, and Trudeau’s rhetoric is a narcotic, numbing Canadians to their own despair. But the rot runs deeper. Polls lay bare a nation unmoored: over 40% report their lives crumbling, 56% confess to losing hope entirely or in part, and 53-54% say their mental and physical health have tanked. This isn’t a country; it’s a psychiatric ward, its people broken by a regime that peddles “wellbeing” while sowing despair.

The Canada of lore—a beacon of liberty, fraternity, and tolerance—is dead. In its place stands a dystopian husk, presided over by a WEF-groomed autocrat. Trudeau, forged in the crucible of the New World Order, isn’t here to uplift; he’s here to demolish, to shatter the old commonwealth and remake its people into compliant cogs for the globalists’ earthly paradise. If this succeeds, Canada won’t just fall—it’ll become Section CA of the globalist machine—and no this didn’t change with Mark Carney.

Sabotaging the Mind

The New World Order’s acolytes, with their manicured claws, have sunk them deep into the soft underbelly of education, and nowhere is this assault more vicious than in Germany, that erstwhile cradle of poets and philosophers. The land of Goethe and Kant, once a beacon of intellectual rigor, is now bleeding out from a wound inflicted at its cultural core.

For years, the signs have been unmistakable: the German language, once a vessel of nuance and clarity, is being gutted, reduced to a utilitarian husk of guttural moans. Functional illiteracy festers like a plague, afflicting 15% of the population—people who can’t parse a single sentence with comprehension. This isn’t just the marginalized, the immigrants, or the dropouts; one in eight of these intellectual casualties holds a higher degree.

In just ten years, the number of German parents passing down the hallowed ritual of reading to their children has been gutted by half—a cultural amputation performed without anesthesia. Meanwhile, a full quarter of the nation has turned its back on books, letting their minds atrophy in a self-inflicted famine of ideas. Instead, they gorge on the intellectual sewage of reality TV, where the German airwaves fester with spectacles where 50-year-old virgins clutching their mothers’ apron strings as they hunt for wives in a carnival of cringe. Or take Big Brother, where cognitively stunted contestants shriek, snipe, and claw through asinine challenges. Lobotomies broadcast in prime time, proof that Germany’s collective brain is being pickled in a vat of schadenfreude and stupidity.

As the science grimly confirms, this “reduces brain activity,” shriveling “cognitive and face-to-face social-communicative skills.” The result? A populace too dulled to question, too isolated to connect, too vacant to challenge the platitudes spoon-fed by the elite. Ignorance isn’t just bliss; it’s obedience.

“Education is the most powerful weapon you can use to change the world,” Nelson Mandela declared, but in Germany, it’s being disarmed. Every year, 50,000 teenagers leave school without a diploma, cast adrift in a society that no longer values their minds. A 2010 German Chamber of Industry and Commerce survey laid bare the carnage: 54% of over 15,000 companies reported having to provide remedial training for apprentices, not just in reading, writing, and arithmetic, but in basic human traits like discipline, teamwork, and punctuality. The real scandal, though, is at the universities, where two-thirds of German studies students can’t match the literacy of a fifth- or sixth-grader.

Schools are where this betrayal cuts deepest. It’s a cliché to call children the future, but it’s a truth Germany has forgotten. A nation once synonymous with educational excellence now lets its schools crumble, their peeling walls a metaphor for a broader decay. Education isn’t just a cog in the economic machine; it’s the forge of judgment, the cradle of orientation, the shield of a free society. Only enlightened citizens can sustain an enlightened state, and enlightenment is the antidote to the totalitarian poison seeping into the body politic. Yet for two decades, Germany’s educated middle class has been eroding, and with it, the state tilts inexorably toward authoritarianism.

The Californian zeitgeist insists this intellectual rot is offset by a generation of students supposedly brimming with democratic fervor. What a farce. Their stunted education leaves them incapable of even recognizing the democratic principles they’re meant to cherish. They can’t spot the virtues of a free society, let alone its threats. The result? A generation of zealots, self-styled as the “Last Generation,” who mistake their fanaticism for virtue.

Youthful idealism is one thing—every generation thinks it can save the world while sneering at its elders. But this isn’t idealism; it’s a cultivated blindness, a cohort so divorced from reality that they’ll glue themselves to pavement for a cause they barely comprehend. Normally, the grind of adult life would temper such delusions, but in a world engineered to infantilize, don’t hold your breath.

The tragedy of youth’s misplaced idealism isn’t some natural rite of passage; it’s a cultivated disease, and the elites orchestrating it have no intention of growing up themselves. Winston Churchill had a rare bright moment when he supposedly quipped, “If you’re not a socialist at 20, you have no heart; if you’re still one at 40, you have no brain.”

But what happens when the ruling class refuse to make the leap from bleeding heart to functioning intellect? The answer is the slow-motion collapse of a nation, a spectacle Germany has been staging since Angela Merkel flung open the borders in September 2015, inviting chaos under the guise of compassion. That was merely the overture; the real devastation festers in the gutting of Germany’s education system, a crime against the future that’s only deepened in the pandemic’s shadow.

The Bildungskatastrophe (education catastrophe)—a self-inflicted wound on a nation once synonymous with intellectual grandeur—was already a crisis before COVID. But the virus gave the technocrats a blank check to accelerate the decline, and they cashed it with glee. “Elections decide who holds power, but not how it’s wielded,” Paul Collier astutely noted, and Germany’s rulers have wielded theirs to dismantle the very foundations of a free society.

The June 2022 report from the expert commission evaluating COVID measures lays bare the carnage: a study of 4,290 fourth-graders across 111 German schools showed a “statistically significant and substantially lower” reading proficiency in 2021 compared to 2016, after over a year of COVID-driven school disruptions. The gap between high and low performers yawned wider, a chasm carved by class, parental ambition, and economic circumstance. Kids from poorer neighborhoods or less-educated families, already struggling, were left to drown in the digital desert of remote learning, where spotty internet and absent parents turned education into a cruel farce.

The reasons are as predictable as they are infuriating. Schools in marginalized urban areas or rural backwaters lack the tech infrastructure of their affluent counterparts. Early in the pandemic, these same schools faced higher infection rates and more closures, stranding students in a limbo of truancy and neglect.

“Children who already have academic problems,” the report dryly notes, “are likely to fall even further behind due to school closures.” But it’s not just grades that suffered; the mental health of Germany’s youth took a battering. Locked out of classrooms for months, stripped of social bonds, and marooned in a world of screens, kids spiraled into anxiety and depression. The commission’s verdict is grim: “The consequences of these measures on students’ psychological well-being and their mental and physical illnesses are immense.” The pandemic didn’t just stunt learning; it scarred souls.

Then there’s the home front, where lockdowns turned families into pressure cookers. Trapped in cramped apartments, gripped by financial dread, and frayed by forced proximity, parents lashed out—and kids bore the brunt. In 2020, cases of acute and latent child endangerment hit a record 60,600, a 9% surge from the prior year. It’s been a policy-driven betrayal of the vulnerable. And for what? No risk assessment, no clear understanding of the virus’s long-term toll—just a headlong plunge into measures cribbed from China’s authoritarian playbook. The West, with Germany in lockstep, didn’t just adopt these tactics; it embraced them with a zeal that should chill anyone who values liberty. National and supranational bodies moved in eerie unison, no questions asked, no dissent tolerated. The speed of how all of this was executed reeks of something far darker than incompetence.

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Before plunging into the final, deepest abyss—what I dubbed the “Annihilation in Three Stages”—, let’s pause to survey the wreckage laid bare by our dissection thus far. This is a necessary reckoning, because the immaterial dispossession dubbed “disenfranchisement” in the coming paragraphs is unthinkable without the material devastation of division and impoverishment.

To put it bluntly: you can’t strip a society of its rights until you’ve first shattered its foundations. A fractured, desperate populace is the fertile soil where the Young Global Leaders plant their authoritarian seeds. Like a virus exploiting a weakened immune system, their takeover thrives on a society atomized into helpless, isolated fragments.

We’ve seen their playbook in vivid detail, laid bare through the COVID policies of three YGL luminaries. Their strategy is two-pronged and ruthless: first, they sow division, cleaving societies down to the marrow of friendships and families, turning neighbor against neighbor with surgical malice. Second, they dismantle the economic bedrock of the free West, brick by brick. The evidence is damning—COVID policies that crushed small businesses while funneling wealth to corporate titans, and an education system gutted to produce compliant drones rather than critical minds.

The result is a dual impoverishment: material, as livelihoods crumble, and intellectual, as curiosity and independence wither. Bereft of community, hounded by economic dread, and tethered to the state’s meager handouts, people become mere clay in the hands of Davos’s social engineers.

The YGLs’ success is undeniable, measured not in progress but in the bovine acquiescence of a majority too cowed to face reality. Nowhere is this clearer than in Germany, a case study in collective denial. Take Sweden, that inconvenient counterpoint to the lockdown zealots. Despite Germany’s iron-fisted measures, its death toll matched Sweden’s, where a lighter touch preserved both lives and liberty.

Yet rather than confront this, Germany’s chattering classes—loyal lapdogs of the YGL agenda—scramble to discredit and diminish Sweden’s example. The energy poured into this obfuscation begs a question: were the COVID measures ever about saving lives, or were they a Trojan horse for something darker—a quiet coup to dismantle democracy and pave the way for a post-democratic order, a global aristocracy cloaked in the New World Order’s sanctimony?

Judge them by their fruits, as the old adage goes, and the harvest is bitter: the West’s prosperity lies in ruins. The motive is transparent. Property is power, and power breeds defiance. To quash it, the YGLs replace ownership with dependency, knowing full well that a people reliant on state scraps won’t dare bite the hand that feeds. Their lockdown policies weren’t public health measures; they were a wrecking ball aimed at small and medium enterprises, designed to drive the independent into servitude.

The proof is in the pudding—or rather, in the damning words of the German expert commission on COVID measures: “It is even conceivable that the crisis has shifted Germany’s already limited appetite for economic risk toward greater trust in state protection.” Translation: the entrepreneurial spirit is dead, replaced by a craven faith in bureaucratic salvation.

They Want You Dead

We now turn to the YGLs’ strategy of disenfranchisement, the sinister linchpin of the third phase in their global power grab. Since the totalitarian republics of the 20th century, every authoritarian regime has draped itself in the trappings of freedom, a masquerade refined over decades into a grotesque art form. In the 1920s and 30s, the blunt-force lawlessness of dictators like Hitler, Stalin, or later Honecker and Ceaușescu was easy to spot, their democratic rhetoric a transparent sham. But today, we’ve entered an era of sophisticated constitutional sabotage.

The YGLs don’t smash the system; they hollow it out, like the predatory bug Acanthaspis concinnula, which paralyzes fire ants with venom, drains their lifeblood, and then wears their hollowed-out husks as a cloak to stalk its next prey unseen. So too do the WEF’s anointed “penetrate” democratic institutions, injecting ideological poison while cloaking themselves in the revered names of those same institutions—Democracy, Freedom, Justice—to evade detection.

Beware the siren song of those who chant these words loudest. The more the powerful invoke “tolerance” or “equity,” the graver the threat to the very principles they claim to champion. But how do you measure freedom’s erosion? How do you gauge the depth of its peril?

Hans Kelsen, the legal titan who penned Austria’s constitution, offers a scalpel-sharp framework. In 1934, haunted by the rise of fascism, he outlined five pillars of liberty: 1) equality before the law, 2) property rights, 3) personal autonomy, 4) freedom of expression, and 5) freedom of conscience and assembly. “Whoever claims freedom reigns here is lying, for freedom does not reign,” Erich Fried later warned, and Kelsen’s checklist reveals just how far we’ve strayed.

These rights, Kelsen argued, are sacrosanct, shielded from legislative assault not by mere exhortations but by mechanisms to strike down unconstitutional laws. “In modern states,” he wrote, such laws “must be repealed, no ifs or buts.” Yet the COVID era exposed a chilling truth: this safeguard is crumbling.

Across New Zealand, Canada, and Germany, pandemic policies rode roughshod over constitutional norms, cheered on by populations seduced by the YGLs’ moralizing sleight-of-hand. Kelsen saw this coming: “A deception exists when a legal obligation is cloaked in the guise of an absolute moral value.” That’s the COVID playbook—life itself elevated to a sacred cow, justifying any abuse of power. Are these nations YGL dictatorships? Not yet. But to call them pristine democracies is to lie through clenched teeth. A glance at Kelsen’s five freedoms tells the tale.

Start with equality before the law, the first pillar. The YGLs aren’t content with equal treatment; they demand equal outcomes, swapping justice for a suffocating egalitarianism that reduces individuals to ants in a colony. Property rights, Kelsen’s second freedom, are under siege as elites tighten their grip, dictating who owns what and how it’s used—a creeping expropriation dressed as public good. Personal autonomy, the third freedom, was gutted by vaccine mandates, which trampled bodily sovereignty with the casual arrogance of a medieval lord. Freedom of expression, the fourth, fares no better, throttled by censorship and social crucifixion for dissenting voices. And the fifth—freedom of conscience and assembly? Protests against YGL policies were met with riot gear and truncheons, while the right to refuse a vaccine on moral grounds was smeared as heresy, dismantled with bureaucratic zeal.

At the outset of the last YGL article, we wrestled with the question of world domination, probing how it might be seized. History’s lesson was stark: from antiquity to the 20th century, every would-be conqueror—from Caesar to Napoleon to the fevered despots of the last century—failed, undone by the sheer impossibility of their ambitions. They lacked the tools, the reach, the means to bend the globe to their will. But that was then.

The technological upheavals of the past two or three decades have rewritten the rules. The world is no longer a sprawling tapestry of nations; it’s a village, and when we speak of world domination today, we mean something far more insidious: global village chieftaincy, a velvet-gloved tyranny that doesn’t need blood-soaked revolutions—just a reliable Wi-Fi connection.

The YGLs’ power doesn’t spring from the barrels of guns, as Mao once claimed of political might. Theirs is a subtler, more pervasive dominion: ideological air superiority, achieved through a stranglehold on social media, cultural gatekeepers, media tastemakers, and the academic-industrial complex.

Their mantra? Subversion over sedition, erosion over explosion. This is the third phase of their power transfer, a silent coup executed with the precision of a slow-acting poison. The genius of it lies in its invisibility. It’s sustainable, discreet, and—most chillingly—most people don’t even notice they’re being reprogrammed. They’re mid-revolution, yet too distracted by the glow of their screens to see it.

When the occasional skeptic raises an eyebrow, they’re lulled back to sleep by the soothing narrative of their shepherds: society must “adapt to the times,” they’re told, even if that means obeying rules that range from pointless to downright suicidal. Division, impoverishment, disenfranchisement—these aren’t accidents of the COVID era; they’re the New World Order’s social engineering, dressed up as modernization. Don’t be fooled by the gentle veneer of these “reforms.” Tyranny doesn’t always arrive with jackboots; sometimes it slinks in on velvet paws, cooing platitudes about progress. Its soft touch is no less lethal.

For a glimpse of the abyss, listen to Yuval Noah Harari, Klaus Schwab’s court historian and the WEF’s resident prophet of dystopia. With the smug detachment of a technocrat sorting widgets, he muses: “[…] the biggest challenge for economy and politics in the coming decades will be: What to do with all these useless people?” There it is, naked and unashamed: the return of “useful” and “useless” humans, a eugenicist’s fever dream repackaged for the 2020s. It’s a declaration of war on the surplus masses, a chilling preview of the YGLs’ endgame

Let’s linger a moment before diving deeper into Yuval Noah Harari, Klaus Schwab, and their chilling fixation on “useless people.” The animating force behind the YGLs and their New World Order isn’t mere ambition—it’s a ravenous, all-consuming will to annihilate, a scorched-earth campaign targeting every layer of human existence: the individual in isolation, the individual woven into their social fabric, and the individual as a citizen. This isn’t reform; it’s demolition, a prerequisite for their dystopian phoenix to rise from the ashes of the old world.

The nation-state, that hard-won vessel of free peoples, has long been in the YGLs’ crosshairs. Their strategy is as simple as it is devastating: to kill a nation-state, you gut its cultural core. A nation thrives on a shared identity, a cohesive majority bound by history and values.

So the YGLs, from Merkel to Macron, Trudeau to Baerbock, and even BLM co-founder Alicia Garza, wage war on that homogeneity. They don’t just push multiculturalism; they weaponize it, flooding free societies with heterogeneity to fracture their unity. The global migration pact, a blueprint for remaking Europe and the West, is no accident—it’s a death knell for the nation-state, a calculated erosion of the very structure where liberty takes root.

The COVID pandemic laid bare how far this project has advanced. Western democracies, once proud bulwarks of self-governance, were left defenseless, their sovereignty castrated by YGL-orchestrated policies. The dream of sovereign states cooperating in peace—a cornerstone of European aspiration—lies in tatters. Hegel’s “night-watchman state” has morphed into something far uglier: a prison-warden state, with the YGLs as its jailers.

If the nation-state is the skeleton of a free society, its culture is the flesh—and the YGLs are carving that away too. Just as illegal migration is their battering ram against the state, identity politics is their scalpel for dissecting society. By conjuring endless new genders, identities, and grievances, they pit group against group, each clamoring for moral supremacy over a vilified majority. They call it “inclusion”, but it’s a centrifuge, spinning society into ever-smaller, ever-angrier fragments. The majority, branded as oppressors, is browbeaten into submission, while fresh minorities sprout to further erode cohesion.

Long before COVID, reconciling these warring factions was a pipe dream. The “welcome culture” of 2015 and the climate-apocalypse hysteria sowed distrust so deep that families and friendships buckled. A 2019 magazine article captured the zeitgeist, pondering whether a woman could stomach a partner guilty of “intellectual treason”—daring to think outside the politi-media orthodoxy. The answer? A resounding no. This wasn’t a one-off; it’s a cottage industry, a media machine dedicated to torching relationships over ideological impurity.

The pandemic supercharged this malice. COVID policies didn’t just divide; they multiplied the wedges driven between kin and comrades. Most grotesque was the Merkel government’s propaganda, branding children as potential granny-killers—a tactic so vile it would make Goebbels blush. Any system stooping to such depravity isn’t a democracy; it’s a moral sewer. The YGLs, of course, don’t care.

Their sights are set on a higher prize: obliterating the family, the bedrock of societal resilience. A fractured family means a fractured society, and the YGLs know it. They champion alternative marriage models and gender ideologies explicitly hostile to the nuclear family, not out of compassion but calculation. The family is a fortress, a sanctuary beyond the state’s reach, governed by bonds no bureaucrat can dictate—unless, of course, those bonds are broken.

“My home is my castle,” goes the adage, a defiant ode to bourgeois freedom. To the YGLs, it’s an affront, a relic to be razed so citizens can be recast as subjects—penniless, pliable, and pathetically grateful.

This brings us to the individual, the final frontier of the YGLs’ annihilation campaign. They’re not plotting mass slaughter or gulags—not yet, anyway. In the 2020s, destruction is subtler, cleaner. A few clicks suffice to erase a person’s agency, their dignity, their humanity.

Enter Harari, Schwab’s intellectual lapdog, who sneers at “useless people” and reduces humanity to “hackable animals.” To him, we’re not souls but data points, raw material to be molded by the algorithms of power. This dehumanization is a digital strip-mining of the self, enabled by the data deluge of the digital age. The YGLs don’t need death camps when they can reprogram lives with a keystroke.

With this vision of total manipulability, the human being is stripped of dignity, reduced to a cog in the YGLs’ machine. Individuality—once the sacred spark of every life’s unique journey—is extinguished, replaced by paths preordained by the elite. No one has anything worth saying, no insight the powerful need hear. We are, in Yuval Noah Harari’s chilling parlance, “useless,” mere detritus in the New World Order’s grand design. It’s the antithesis of Europe’s 2,500-year struggle toward “enlightenment”.

Human rights, beauty, truth—these are nothing to Harari, a man intoxicated by power’s cold arithmetic. His worldview teeters on a razor’s edge: from “useless” to “meaningless” to “unworthy of life” is but a short leap. He hasn’t voiced this final step publicly—yet—but it’s hard to imagine such thoughts haven’t slithered through his mind in private. Call it speculation, but the stench of it lingers.

No speculation is needed, however, for Harari’s bald assertion that free will is dead. “What we call free will is over,” he declares. “There is no free will anymore.” The phrasing betrays a theft: something was taken, something that once existed. But who’s the thief? Harari, ever the slippery courtier, doesn’t say, perhaps because his thoughts outran his words, tumbling into what we charitably call a Freudian slip. Or maybe it’s no slip at all.

Bound tightly to Klaus Schwab, Harari likely swims in secrets withheld from the plebs. His claim could be less a lament than a boast: “The job is done.” Schwab’s own rhetoric echoes this nihilism, particularly his obsession with the Fourth Industrial Revolution. “It will not change what we do,” he intones, “but what we are.” This is Harari’s gospel extended: the death of free will marks the birth of human reengineering, a bespoke redesign to fit the New World Order’s specifications.

The so-called Fourth Industrial Revolution, a cornerstone of the Great Reset, isn’t about progress—it’s about fusion: merging “digital, physical, and biological systems” to transcend the human condition. Translation: the old, flawed, free human must be phased out, replaced by a creature that’s human in appearance only.

This new entity, the New World Order’s ideal subject, is a glorified slave, augmented with exoskeletons, microchips, or brain implants tailored to its assigned role. Content, obedient, and—crucially—owning nothing, not even a sense of self, it’s a creature bred for compliance, its happiness a programmed reflex. Picture it: a nameless ant, scuttling through the colony, useful until it’s not. This is the YGLs’ utopia—a gleaming dystopia where individuality isn’t just suppressed but erased.

The third phase of their power transfer isn’t about killing people; it’s about killing the idea of the individual. You don’t need death camps or mass executions to annihilate a principle. The tools are subtler, more pervasive, and I’ve cataloged them in this newsletter: division, impoverishment, disenfranchisement, the gutting of education, the fracturing of families. These are the weapons that snuff out the human spirit, leaving behind a husk—technologically enhanced, perhaps, but no longer human in any meaningful sense. If the YGLs succeed, they won’t just remake society; they’ll end what it means to be human, a project as audacious as it is abhorrent.

Just because the apostles of the Californian Ideology, led by the YGLs, keep their hands blood-free doesn’t mean they cherish the lives of those they deem “useless.” Their indifference glints like a blade in their approach to euthanasia and assisted suicide—a policy realm where their humanitarian mask slips to reveal a chilling utilitarianism.

Take the Netherlands, where Mark Rutte, a WEF agenda contributor since 2010, has presided over a grim experiment. Since 2002, active euthanasia has been legal, allowing doctors to kill patients at their request, provided five conditions are met: the patient’s request must be voluntary and well-considered; their suffering must be unbearable with no prospect of improvement; they must be fully informed of their prognosis; no reasonable alternative must exist; and an independent second doctor must confirm these criteria. The act itself must be performed with professional care. The law’s architects, no doubt, patted themselves on the back, believing they’d enshrined dignity and autonomy. They were wrong.

Legalizing the killing of humans, even at their behest, is a dam against a flood—and the dam has burst. Far from stabilizing, euthanasia numbers have skyrocketed, doubling from 2,960 in 2005 to 6,361 in 2019—4.2% of the Netherlands’ 151,793 reported deaths.

The New England Journal of Medicine notes that 92% of 2017’s assisted suicides involved terminal illnesses, but 8%—hundreds of people—died without any documented medical justification. That’s more than the number of murder victims in the Netherlands over four or five years. It’s a conveyor belt to oblivion, greased by the YGLs’ silent approval.

Canada, under Justin Trudeau takes this moral rot to new depths. In 2021, the Supreme Court abruptly reversed two decades of precedent, legalizing assisted suicide for those with “reasonably foreseeable” deaths due to incurable illness. But Trudeau’s Canada wasn’t content with this grim milestone.

The threshold was soon lowered, allowing assisted death for those too poor to live with dignity. Yes, you read that right: the state now bankrolls suicide for those who can’t afford survival. They created a death subsidy, a grotesque addition to the welfare state. The same funds dangled to usher the desperate into the grave could instead offer them reasons to live—housing, healthcare, hope. But that’s not the YGL way. Their rhetoric of universal love is a lie, exposed by policies that treat the vulnerable as expendable.

The Canadian court dismissed critics’ fears of abuse as “anecdotal,” a callous wave of the hand that insults the real tragedies piling up. Take the disabled woman who sought state-assisted death because she “couldn’t afford” to keep living. Or the woman crushed by COVID-related debt, begging the government to help her die.

Then there’s Sophia and Denise, both diagnosed with Multiple Chemical Sensitivity (MCS), a condition where everyday chemicals—perfumes, smoke, solvents—trigger allergic shocks. A move to specialized housing with controlled air could have eased their suffering, but such places cost money, and their $1,169 CAD monthly stipend was a cruel joke in Canada’s priciest regions. Unable to escape environments that poisoned them daily, their health deteriorated, their spirits broke, and they turned to the state for assisted suicide. In Trudeau’s Canada, this is the normalized, inevitable endgame.

Sophia’s words cut like a razor: “The government sees me as disposable garbage, a complainer, useless, and a nuisance.” There it is again—“useless,” the YGLs’ favorite slur, a scarlet letter branding those deemed unworthy of life. This isn’t governance; it’s a moral bankruptcy so profound it defies satire, a system that doesn’t just fail its people but actively ushers them to their graves.

Has a supposedly humane democracy ever done this before—subsidized suicide, not just for the terminally ill but for the weary, the broke, the broken? History’s grim gallery of ideological abattoirs—brown, red, or whatever hue of fanaticism—offers parallels, but a self-styled beacon of compassion? Never.

The terminally ill, wracked by untreatable pain, might evoke sympathy for a dignified exit. But to extend that grim privilege to those whose suffering—material, mental, or physical—could be eased with medicine, welfare, or policy? That’s not compassion; it’s abandonment, a betrayal of the modern state’s arsenal of solutions. Western nations brim with tools to lift the fallen—healthcare, social safety nets, political will. Yet Justin Trudeau spurned them, opting instead to fund death for those who’ve simply run out of means to live with dignity.

The social contract, that noble pact to leave no one behind, to weave a safety net for all, is torched by the YGLs and their New World Order comrades. In its place, they erect a gallows, offering state-backed suicide as a perverse substitute for hope. This paradigm shift, barely a blip in public discourse, heralds a darkness that chills the bone.

Trudeau’s suicide subsidy is proof that the Great Reset’s architects see human lives as collateral damage in their grand redesign. Politics, supposed to be a force for progress, now breeds sickness, suffering, and death—a regression to an era when power crushed the powerless without a second thought.

Consider the COVID vaccine saga in Germany. By summer 2022, cracks began to fissure the regime’s mantra that the shots were side-effect-free miracles. Doubters were branded with the old KGB playbook—fascists, deniers, conspiracy nuts—hounded into silence or ostracized with relish. Then, like a thunderclap, studies emerged with numbers so damning even the New World Order’s propaganda mills couldn’t ignore them. You can almost hear the gnashing of teeth in the corridors of the politico-media complex, forced to choke on their own lies.

Any sane government would’ve hit pause, launching a dispassionate probe into, say, the baffling spike in excess deaths from November 2021 to April 2022—a surge unexplained by COVID fatalities alone. Instead, the state doubled down and designed a loyalty test for a population on its knees, rewriting the Infection Protection Act to mandate a barely tested, unfully approved shot every three months from fall 2022 to spring 2023, all for the privilege of a mask-free, test-free existence.

Such callousness betrays the YGLs’ true priorities. They care as little for citizens’ well-being as they do for dissuading the “useless” from suicide. It’s all politics—a relentless campaign to remake state and society. COVID measures weren’t Germany’s first assault on liberty, but they were the most ferocious, a battering ram to break the free citizen and recast them as a pliant subject, raw material for the global elite’s anti-human experiments.

This is destruction’s next frontier: beyond silencing or killing lies the erasure of the self. The Nazis distilled it into a brutal maxim: “You are nothing; your people are everything.” Today’s tyrants, the self-anointed “Last Generation,” swap “people” for a nebulous global collective, punishing the individual’s sins against the hive. The forms differ, but the aim is identical: obliterate the “I” for the “we.”

Laws legalizing assisted suicide carry a darker menace—a latent terrorism. They lay the legal groundwork for atrocities, potentially even a new euthanasia program, not unlike the Nazis’ murder of those deemed “unworthy of life.”

Back then, the targets were the disabled and mentally ill. Today, it’s the “useless”—a category the YGLs define with chilling elasticity. Who’s useless in the 2020s? To the New World Order, it’s anyone who clings to the old ways: those who prize individuality, property, free will. In short, free people. They have no place in a system where movement, speech, and assembly—once bedrock rights—are now treats dangled for compliance.

The past five years proved the YGLs’ ruthlessness. They’ve unleashed police like attack dogs on peaceful protesters, even pensioners, with a savagery that’s just a taste of what’s to come. Canada’s fawning over China’s iron-fisted order isn’t an outlier; Europe and New Zealand share this fetish for “Chinese solutions,” ignoring less repressive models like Sweden or South Korea.

The Great Transformation’s momentum is relentless, and the YGLs, still early in their quest for global dominion, can’t afford to slow down. They’ll sharpen their tactics, grow harsher, more unforgiving. Delay breeds doubt, and doubt breeds enemies. To them, dissenters aren’t just obstacles—they’re saboteurs, malevolent agents thwarting utopia for diabolical ends.

This brings us back to assisted suicide, a policy poised to morph into something sinister. When the YGLs start seeing nonconformists as heretics, legal pathways to eliminate “useless life” become tempting tools. Their creed, distilled to its essence, echoes Robespierre’s grim maxim: “Virtue without terror is powerless!” The YGLs’ vision isn’t reform—it’s a reign of terror cloaked in benevolence, and they’re just getting started.

Waldgang

How does one escape annihilation when faced with the crushing juggernaut of the New World Order? The answer, stark and unyielding, is retreat into the self—the final stronghold of the free. No force can breach this citadel without your surrender; here, you are sovereign.

In the 1950s, as intellectuals grappled with similar existential threats, Ernst Jünger, a German oracle of resistance, called for a “Waldgang” (“The Forest Passage”)—a journey into the inner wilderness, a sanctuary where one could muster defiance against the creeping nihilism of modernity. It was a seductive path then, and it still beckons now.

Since the societal crises of recent years sharpened, thinkers have dusted off Jünger’s “Waldgang,” eyeing it as a lifeline. But the terrain has shifted, and so has the enemy. Where once the foe was a snarling dictator—Stalin’s mustache practically twirling with menace—today’s threat is a shapeless specter, a web of power spun by the YGLs, elusive and diffuse.

“There are readings that are like vaccinations,” Jünger wrote, and his words inoculate us still, but only if we adapt. The YGLs operate like a fungal rhizome, a subterranean network, leaderless, decentralized, slithering beneath perception. Unlike the tree, that ancient Western symbol of structured knowledge, their roots are invisible, coiling through the dark.

Is the “Waldgang” still the answer? Yes—and no. Self-awareness remains the stoutest armor against the state’s encroachments, a bulwark forged by knowing who you are and what you refuse to become. Jünger’s forest is indeed the crucible for self-discovery, as vital now as ever.

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Brent Naseath

. It meticulously dissects the root causes of our broken political system, explaining why it operates as it does and proposing an actionable solution. The author’s logical approach guides readers from the current state to an analysis of what government should provide, culminating in an inspiring, achievable implementation plan to transform the corrupt political landscape into a true democracy that serves “We the People.”

But for now, the old forest wanderer, armed only for trees and shrubs, is blind to the rhizome’s stealth. The true danger lurks below, in the lightless undergrowth. Once he sees it, he can fight, recalibrating his defenses for a new kind of war—one waged against an invisible network. For today’s wanderer, this demands relentless vigilance—uprooting the YGLs’ tendrils at every turn, never pausing to bask in false victories.

The first step is defiance of fear itself, for only by casting off dread can we neuter the venom of division and blunt the tyrants’ barbs. Fearless, we reclaim stolen rights, staring down oppressors with unblinking resolve. In the real world, this means weaponizing free will—the New World Order’s mortal enemy. Know your strengths, gather them like stones, and build a jagged reef, peaceful yet unyielding, to splinter the YGLs’ galleon of control against the rock of your autonomy.

Jünger’s forest must harden into a stone garden, where free men and women forge an unbreakable unity, untouched by the rot of subterranean rhizomes. This unity must shine clear, hard, and pure, lighting a path to a future where humanity stands free. True freedom is fear’s absence—a truth as old as Alexander the Great’s battle cry: “They are slaves, but we are free!”

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