All Along the Watchtower
There Must Be Some Kind of Way Out of Here
Have you ever seen one of those cartoons or old comedy films where the prisoners tunnel their way out of the “big house” with nothing more than a spoon and a tin cup? Sounds like a pretty crazy venture for someone to attempt to undertake, but it is an accurate picture of the extreme measures one may be willing to pursue in order to escape a desperate situation. At a certain point, it is no longer a question of how crazy the idea is, but rather: how desperate are you?
As an exercise of rational absurdity, one must imagine the captives in our scenario have taken an uncompromised assessment of the predicament in which they have found themselves. They’ve considered their unquenchable desire for living outside their tiny cells with barred windows, the cyclone barbed wire fences with armed gunmen in watchtowers, and the ever-scrutinizing eye of their guardsmen with trained attack dogs at their side, and so conceived the only plan for escape imaginable under the circumstances – barring the gift of an undetected metal file baked into the center of a dubious birthday cake. What would you do if you were in their institutionally provided and ill-fitting shoes?
Rock Stone Report LIVE
Imagine that you are spending a lovely Saturday at home with your family, perhaps even grilling up some tasty feature for an early supper, while the children are playing on their swingset and music can be heard softly playing from the kitchen window. Then, right in the middle of “Hotel California”, just as Glen Frye really turns up the juice on his sweet rock and roll guitar solo, the crack of gunfire and the rat-a-tat-tat of fully automatic machine guns ring out across the neighborhood. You hear shouting, it turns to screams. You look from your frightened children to your beloved, who has just emerged with a spiked baseball bat and a 9MM. What are you going to do?
If it were me, my first thought would be for the safety of my children. I’d want to know what the hell was going on in this neighborhood and try to figure out a plan to GTFO with my loved ones before the bullets started heading in our direction. But, just imagine, that within the few seconds it took to process those thoughts, it was already too late. The men with machine guns, wearing patches of American flags, were already in your backyard with their knees in your children’s backs and the muzzle of an M-16 pressed against your forehead. Dinner’s ready!
Could we be looking at a new era of “Manifest Destiny”, where one group believes they have the divine right of kings to claim not just an entire continent as before but, instead, the entire planet? Will we be saved from the impending collapse of society and the following descent into tyranny by another manipulated electoral contest between elephants and asses? Where have all the missing children who we know were swallowed up in a sick worldwide network of human trafficking gone? Does anybody care anymore?
We’ll answer these questions and more in this episode of Rock Stone Report LIVE.
Ashley Biden’s Diary (Confirmed)
There’s Too Much Confusion
Well, I suppose if you’re the type that has complete faith in the righteousness of the laws of men and in the correctness of their ensuing devised correctional facilities, then you probably wouldn’t be clued into the plans of your fellow inmates, to begin with. That would be for the benefit of everyone involved, to be honest; snitches get stitches after all. So, you can be grateful that you may “pay your debt to society” and rot away in the cage they made for you until you are found dead or “suicided” by your caring guardsmen.
Those who will not be ruled and controlled by the heavy hand of a violent authoritative construct controlled by fat, crooked, self-righteous men for the greater good of society, however, will always lust after the promise of freedom with which they have been endowed since creation. Their spirit cannot be broken by the whips and chains forced upon them by the illegitimate authority of their corrupt captors. These people are the most dangerous threat to the steel fist of any government which has been established for the preservation of the “greater good” of society. These blessed souls are what we call “ungovernable”.
Such is the nature of the men and women of the First Nations who were encountered by the Western pioneers in their indomitable fever to claim a continent from sea to shining sea. There were attempts made, of course, by the leaders of these mostly peaceful nations to live in harmony with the blood-thirsty backstabbers who had exiled themselves from the royal rulers across the Atlantic, but to no avail. Every treaty that was ever made between those who inhabited this land and those who claimed “Manifest Destiny” to control it, proved only to make fools of the naive natives who trusted in them.
A Trial of Tears
The wise and proud chieftains were made mockeries by the people of their ancient nations for having led them into captivity after centuries of living in sovereignty, under the persuasion of these war-mongering invaders. The governments of the American pioneers attacked them with smiling faces and sold them biowarfare weaponized blankets in return for gold and silver, they promised peace and then slaughtered the bison, they pushed the original inhabitants of this land to the very edges of the continent. By the beginning of the 20th Century, the sovereign tribes of the first nations of America had been depopulated, stripped of all wealth, and all political power, and imprisoned in war camps, called “reservations”.
For the span of about 100 years, the people who lived here were chased, starved, and herded like cattle into life on the reservation. The people of these once free nations were forced into a prison that has no walls, and they watched helplessly while their mother is raped and plundered before their very eyes. You may yet hear their war drums beating as a supernatural wave across the heavens and you may mistake it as thunder if ye be not wise. What we may learn from this is that it is far easier to escape a prison that has walls than it is to escape one without them.
I Can’t Get No Relief
Nothing’s going right because everything going wrong is right on track for Agenda 2030 ESGs and SDGs. That’s right folks welcome to the Fourth Industrial revolution! Your lives are no longer needed at this time, there’ll be no golden parachutes, just economic collapse mixed in with some good ole “death and taxes” for everybody, it’s good for the planet and your safety. Business as usual, in other words. Step right up and take a shot at your own mortality! Single file lines, please.
Could you just imagine a world where this was happening? Well (fortunately for you), you don’t have to. Just a cursory glance around at the alarming rise in death rates from the C19 cure, the orchestrated scarcity of food, water, and energy around the world, the threats of nuclear annihilation, and the impending collapse of the US dollar, ought to be enough to paint the picture for you. But, you’re still holding on for some election that you can’t accept will not be happening.
I could be wrong, of course. Perhaps there will be some sort of election and, perhaps, it may even follow a trajectory that we could consider more or less traditional. Your votes might even count! But, that’s a lot of finger-crossing with hopes pinned on results that have little chance of being meaningful. How many times have we seen Charlie Brown end up lying flat on his back all because he foolishly trusted that Lucy would not move the ball again this time? As far as I can tell, that’s what you can expect from another election.
Not My Party
You might not be aware of this but I think it is a fact worth mentioning, statistically speaking, the number one cause of death in the twentieth century was government – and by a long shot. Based on what we’ve seen so far, I’d say we’re off to a pretty good start for government to take the top spot in the 21st Century as well. Yet, most people are incomprehensibly committed to the belief that their government is looking out for their best interests. Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick, talk about a dream spell!
This programmed unaware zombie mindset of the people-puppet-playthings for perverse plutocrats and appalling politicians, unfortunately, has a dark and deadly side that is on display in the annals of government over eons of time. In the end, people have only themselves to blame for the rise of every collectivist tyrant that ever came to power on the promise of the greater good. Each and every time the promises of social governments have turned out to be but a trojan horse for oligarchs and tyranny.
Remember Charlie Brown? It is literally the definition of insanity when a person does the same thing over and over and expects different results. Yet, here we are in the year 2022, pinning our hopes on a fair election between two parties whose only difference is how they choose to spend our tax dollars. Are you kidding me? Are these people working for the “voter”, or are they working for the Federal Reserve Bank and the Corporation of the United States in the foreign land of the District of Columbia?
Let’s Stop Talking Falsely Now
Spoiler alert! Look, I just want to give you a chance to scroll past this part if you’re not ready to hear the logical conclusion about the truth behind your two-party politics of elephants and asses (ffs). There is only one party and the two-sides work in tandem, pushing and pulling each other along, in a boom-bust cycle, where they trade control, giving you the illusion of choice, and the only difference between them is the way they spend.
While the two parties are actually one party, they are not the only party and, like any gang of thugs, they do not welcome any other party or parties crashing the party of their two-party political system. So, here’s the punchline, if you haven’t picked up on the gag by now: it’s all about control. The same interests control both sides of the conflict, they control the outcome, and they implement more control. But, you knew that, right?
The KKK Took My Baby Away
My, oh my, what a beautiful day! Plenty of sunshine coming my way. Zippity-dooh-dah, zippity yay! Wonderful feeling, wonderful day!
There just seem to be a lot of galvanized opinions being popularized these days, and I don’t understand where division has ever solved anything that unity couldn’t. Today it’s the MAGA Red and the Biden Blue, the vaxxed and masked vs. the healthy and not dying, doomsday race wars, abortions, and trans rights, and it’s all division. That’s all it is. Division and destabilization. Not because trans rights are invalid, but because they have been hijacked and weaponized, in the same way that these other “open society” type NGOs, like Antifa and BLM, claim they are standing up for rights but have only ever created division and destruction.
One idea that we’ve heard a lot about recently is that it’s not these foreign-funded paramilitary NGO operations that we have to worry about; it’s the law-abiding ignorant, racist, bible-thumping right-wing semi-fascist gun owners of America who are the biggest threat! Well, they’re going to have to take on some F-14s if they want to tango with the big dogs, it’s going to take a lot more than your guns! Remember those AR-15s they didn’t want you to have because it was too close to their fully automatic version? Yeah, so. What do you think about picking up a couple of F-14s somewhere?
Where Are The Children?
There is one last thing though, I just don’t want anybody to forget that they convicted Ghislaine Maxwell for pimping little children to billionaires. They have her book of names. If she is guilty, how are they not guilty? Who and what is behind this intrepid child trafficking around the world? Is it possible that the billionaire elites are involved? Is that why Epstein was suicided? Is that why they released COVID? Is that why Russia invaded Ukraine? Could it all be a ploy for control and depopulation of the public at large in an effort to establish a one-world system of a complete technocratic takeover of society? Your guess is as good as mine, but I’m leaning pretty far to “Yes” on this.
