Fall is in the Air

Fall, my favorite season, has arrived in the Northern Hemisphere. Hurray! The weather is pleasant, there are football games, the cigars taste better, and my brain reactivates after the usual summer slumber. In the wider world, the new polycentric order moves forward. China actively formulates the 15th Five-Year Plan. Vladimir Putin just held his annual upbeat discussion with the Valdai Club. Yet Russia, China, Iran, and the rest must still pay close attention to that odd nation-shaped kind of place between Mexico and Canada. Amerika continues to be as strange and threatening as ever. 

The U.S. Department of Defense (aka, the Department of War) (aka, the Department of Incompetence) appears to have largely abandoned plans for a splendid new war with China—for now. One defeat at a time, right? As for NATO’s war against Russia, who really knows at this point? Perhaps the U.S. will leave the assorted chihuahuas of Europe to their demise. Or, maybe some combination of Tomahawks won’t do the trick. Nothing will work, and even the dunderheads in D.C. seem to accept the truth begrudgingly. Still, something tells me they’ll hang around and do as much damage as possible before taking an eventual exit ramp.

Meanwhile, Iran, Venezuela, and maybe even Afghanistan should look forward to a little more old-fashioned Yankee gunpoint meddling. The way the Department of Incompetence is positioning hardware and personnel, it very much looks like destabilization strikes are imminent against Caracas and Tehran. The U.S. national interests in both countries are clear: oil and energy with the former, and whatever “Israel” wants with the latter. Amerikans, this is what you get when you surrender your country to usurious con artists and Zionist lunatics. Something tells me that the adventurism won’t work out in D.C.’s favor, but still, friends in Iran and Venezuela, please stay vigilant and defiant. 

There’s also the endless Yankee support for the Zionists’ genocide of the Palestinians and the pursuit of “Greater Israel.” Sixty-six thousand Palestinians, most of them women and children, are already officially dead. It’s seventy-five thousand if the “missing” are included. And that’s probably a terrible undercount; the current estimates now include an upper bound of 680,000 dead. This will go down in history as one of the most horrible slaughters ever. 

History will not look kindly on the satanic perpetrators and enablers of the Gazacaust. Future chronicles will favorably remember the Resistance, both in West Asia and in the larger multipolar order. The Palestinians will be remembered kindly, lionized even. God forbid, if they are literally exterminated, then they will become eternal legends to overshadow the Spartans at Thermopylae, the holdouts at Masada, and the doomed denizens of Melos. 

Future annals will also likely carve out a special study of those most gullible and insouciant of all peoples, the Amerikans. Few will understand how such seemingly intelligent, well-armed, and allegedly Christian folks just sat idly, stupidly by and did nothing. And that leads me to a quick take on the nearly incomprehensible happenings on the Amerikan homefront.

For the life of me, I still haven’t figured out exactly what rules over Amerika. I know it’s a “what” and not a “who.” Whatever it is, and it’s probably demonic, has no use for free and happy Amerikans. They will be its final victims once all of the overseas madness fails. Donald Trump is no more in charge than his brainless predecessor, Sleepy Jo—

Wait a second! I just remembered that I have been reliably and repeatedly informed that “things have changed” in Amerika following the alleged assassination of a secular saint, diversionary gatekeeper, and hardcore Judeo-satanic apologist known as the “Man of Steel.” I think it was his Freemasonic circus ceremony, er, excuse me, his “funeral” that did it. Good thing too as it saves me from discussing the fate of the Amerikan people. I had suspected that they were being set up for permanent slavery or worse, but there’s no point in rehashing any of that. Few Amerikans care much about their future, and even fewer care abroad. 

Lastly, and ending on a high note, there’s the usual fall literature. For those who caught it, I hope you enjoyed my review of The Thorn and the Carnation by Martyr Yahya Sinwar. I’m in the middle of The Water Dancer, an unusually good novel by Ta-Nehisi Coates. Bodaciously True & Totally Awesome, Episode I: Bad Boy by the base master of English novelization, Chris Orcutt, is coming early next year. I’ve already written my review of Bad Boy, so stay tuned. I’ll have a new novel out before too long, so there’s that. All of these books, by the way, carry important messages and lessons about life, death, hope, and endurance. When all else fails, there are always books. 

Deo vindice.