Blind delusions.

While Obama was still the Resident, I watched an old National Geographic film about North Koreans who were slowly going blind from cataracts. It was both testimony and metaphor for the horrendous spiritual, mental and physical bondage in which North Koreans live.

Brainwashed beyond reaching, the poor people of this country genuflected to the politician/god they refer to as their “Dear Leader.” At the time of the film, Dear Leader was Kim Jong Il, now deceased. As everyone knows by now, his equally abhorrent son, Kim Jong Un, currently occupies the throne.

After a generous surgeon from Nepal performed a thousand cataract eye surgeries on victims of the regime, whose blindness was due largely to malnutrition, those with restored sight could do nothing but grovel to Dear Leader, praising him for his “generosity” and vowing to remain in thrall for generations.

Personally, I would rather be dead, but one can’t make personal decisions in NK. If you don’t fall in line behind the regime, they imprison, torture and kill your family by harsh work and starvation.

The Kims remind me of the Goo-ah-oolds in the old Stargate series, except that most of the latter were better-looking if you don’t count the tapeworms. Being a narcissistic egomaniacal mind-predator isn’t for the soft-hearted.

At the time, it wasn’t difficult to picture our own erstwhile Dear Leader, Obama, taking on the monstrous proportions of a Kim. I can see it now: That famous upturned gob framed and hanging on every wall. Obamaphone receivers and liberal lackeys prostrating themselves before his Likeness. Electrical fences and drones keeping the faithful in their place, while independent thinkers are locked down in re-education camps and salt mines.

On and on it goes for generations until people are born with scales over their eyes. And by then, they would mourn the loss of their vision only because they can no longer “see” Dear Leader, the false god. And it wouldn’t matter if the scales were removed from their eyes. Because the scales would still blind their spirit.

Anyone who denies the evil of communism and any form of hereditary rule should watch this film on North Korea’s death camps. With Kim’s nuclear arsenal and savagely juvenile ego, North Korea is scarier than ever.

But is the U.S. any less scary? We can’t actually see who occupies the helm of the shadow-government that has crept its way past the remains of our Constitution. With the patience of a demon, it promises prosperity, the best “healthcare,” even immortality as it delivers its poisons – vaccines, GMOs, fluoridated water, geoengineered climate change, false flag ops, economic collapse, constant surveillance, endless war, nuclear war, annihilation.

Perhaps scariest of all are the mad delusions of an ignorant, disarmed and eyeless population – the one in North Korea. And the one right here in the U.S.



Parting shots.

Steve Quayle, together with Dave Hodges, delivers an anti-eulogy for recently departed David Rockefeller here.  Note the eerie background noises, which Dave Hodges attributes to supernatural interference. Of course, it could just be the NSA.