“The Godfather”
(click above ‘deck’ to listen)
Greetings dear serfs, slaves, sheep! ‘Tis I, once again, Lord William Montague III, commandeering Mike Mosier’s pompous, fraudulent, dangerous ‘blog’ once again, parading on his website seacapecod.net… Yes dear help, on this Monday morning, The Twenty-Third Day of November, 2020, I come to you from my extraordinary mansion on this wonderful, soon to be rain driven and quite mild rock, Nantucket. A lovely island escape bobbing only 27 miles south/southeast of the mainland, jetting in just this morning from L.A., coming in for the upcoming “Christmas Stroll” week end, that will no doubt be cancelled due to our man made up “COVID-19″, which by now you should all know is just a smokescreen for the real intention of the human cull to come and the Great Reset of everything, anything and everyone…
My dear friend and Chairman of the World Economic Forum, Klaus Schwab (Colonel Klink), has written a fine book on the subject, entitled, “COVID-19 and the Great Reset”, a great stocking stuffer for all of your plutocrat pals! A light read with a hint of sulfur in the air when one flips the pages… A sentiment akin to what another one of my dear friends said, Father “Doctor” Anthony “Fast Eddy” Fauci,
“…it’s time to do what you are told.”
Bravo “Jaws” bravo!
Our plans have been presented in the light of the High Noon day sun, thus we have nothing to hide. Good Lord, we even erected an American Stonehenge in Georgia, “The Georgia Guidestones” (maintain humanity under 500,000,000 in perpetual balance with nature…”), and with roughly 7.7 billion souls on the ‘planet’;
…what do you think we have planned up our collective CABAL sleeve?
It’s not all sugar and spice!
Well before my time, “The Godfather” of the Rothschild banking cartel in Europe, Mayer Amschel Rothschild (1744-1812), stated,
“…give me control of a nation’s money and I care not who makes the laws.”
This is the;
Great Reset.
CONTROL
of
everything under the sun.
When we control, and we will, our central bankers and I, along with the rest of the .0000001 percent, yes, when we finally control ALL of the money supply, destroying cash forever, along with every other independent currency globally, our;
“Mission will be Accomplished”.
A “fait ‘accompli!”
Definition?
“A thing (UN’s Sustainable Development Goals, Agenda 21/30), that has already happened or been decided (Davos, Switzerland, WEF), before those affected hear about it, leaving them with no option but to accept it.”
Indeed, devilish digitalized dollars implanted in a tiny RFID microchip under your skin will replace your old wallet, the STATE deciding how much and how often you get ‘paid’, via your social score, yes, when the sheep of this and all other nation’s are dependent upon receiving their monthly universal basic income, when every citizen believes every lie we tell them on “TV”, then, we will not only know that are disinformation campaign is a success, but there will be no one left to defend what few remaining real humans survive our;
“Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars…”
Survive what?
Take a gander at the November issue of my favorite magazine, “The Economist”, written by and FOR the Elite. The famous covers of said periodical send clues as to what the future may hold for many of you, such as the darkened tunnel image, bending around with the proverbial ‘light at the end of said tunnel”, (rather, a choo choo train heading straight at them, look out!), coupled with a big, shiny, scary syringe, complete with a long, lusty, lethal needle. On the cover is a slot machine, with a handle sporting a ball globe of our ‘world’.
As the icons move up and down, round and round, the truth may be and will be found, with a little imagination. One can attain knowledge and truth from these images in this clever slot machine metaphor for predicting the future for a worn out populace, indeed, masses of everyday people living in fear, in lack, in despair;
the definition of American life during ‘these man made manufactured difficult times…’
One icon is another syringe, with a green (poison) liquid droplet oozing from the deadly nanobot delivery system. Another a nuclear bomb. Another an image of sleepy, sad, slow, pedo Joe Biden, and then an image of the American flag split in two by a lightening bolt, a symbol of a tree engulfed in a giant flame, and a chart that seems to go straight up, indicating massive inflation to come…
Hooray!
“Give me liberty or give me death”;
Patriot Patrick Henry famously declaring back in 1775, a tired old slogan that, like many of the statues still standing in America, will be ripped from their foundations, thrown into the SEA and fade away like a pretty California sunset.
That’s right you ‘bastards’, ‘Give me Liberty or give me Death’, unless there’s a “virus” with a 99.999 percent recovery rate, in which case strip me of my freedoms, my job, my Constitutional and God Given RIGHTS, and put me under house arrest after injecting me with a deadly, satanic, “Kill” Gates vaccine!
Of course, to us, the uber wealthy, this is all high theater, we live in luxury, Heaven on Earth, a real paradise wherever we are in the world.
No vaccines in our future!
Jealous?
We already have our UN (NWO) puppets in place in the U.S., Canada, China, Russia, well, you get the picture.
WE are in charge.
Again, I quote my dearest friend, Father Fast Eddy Fauci, “Jaws” to his buddies, when he profoundly stated the obvious:
“…it’s time to do what you are told”.
So look forward to more false flags, more lockdowns, more restrictions, more ‘cases’, more death, especially when we release ‘The Kraken’ in the form of a patented, planned bioweapon that will make ‘COVID-19′ look like a walk in the park.
We also have a major cyber attack coming your way soon, so ’stock up’ while you can and remember, we are only doing all of these horrible things to you and yours because we love you and deeply care about you and your children’s well being, your safety;
your,
COMPLIANCE.
Enjoy this week ahead slave class, and stop being such a big baby!
Cheer up, it’s almost Thanksgiving!
Go ahead and eat that Hungry Man GMO Turkey Surprise all alone, in the dark, with a big bottle of Jack Daniels!
You still have Netflix!
Ta Ta!
Love and Kisses!
William Montague III
(country gentleman)
