Why I'm Doing This

A Personal Disclaimer

“The very word “secrecy” is repugnant in a free and open society; and we are as a people inherently and historically opposed to secret societies, to secret oaths and to secret proceedings. We decided long ago that the dangers of excessive and unwarranted concealment of pertinent facts far outweighed the dangers which are cited to justify it.” -John F Kennedy

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I'm not a preacher, but I have a favorite Bible story. In the first book of the New Testament—the Gospel of Matthew, Jesus delivers the Sermon on the Mount. This follows a hike to a mountain (I tried to avoid typing Mount of Olives because it makes me itch for a muffaletta) by followers and disciples of Jesus, which represents what business minds like to call the "buy in". People respect and take more responsibility for anything for which they have paid a price.

The sermon Jesus delivers is aimed primarily at the educated and professionals, and of his closer circle in particular. In this moment, Jesus explains to his fellows how religion can be crafted as the technology that transcends empire, setting a greater portion of humanity free to shine.

Jesus clearly recognized the differences between those men around him whose learned nature most yearned for independence from empire, and the residents of the fishing village who were not so high minded. Each of these groups could benefit from the other in ways that are obvious to the neutral viewer, but perhaps less obvious to each of them while weighing the nature of trust within and outside of what I call "Dunbar circles". What Jesus needed his followers to understand is that to form the fabric of a kind of society that would outlast empire, the learned men and professionals needed to humble themselves (not like the arrogant Pharisees). They could solve the prisoner's dilemma together, along with those "other sort of people" in the fishing villages. The key to the lesson was in helping the educated and elevated recognize that such descriptive circumstances were not the point.

Matthew 5:3–12

3 Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

4 Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.

5 Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.

6 Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.

7 Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.

8 Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.

9 Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.

10 Blessed are they who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

11 Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.

12 Rejoice, and be exceedingly glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you.

Most of these are easy to interpret, but as a package, nearly all of them clearly level the playing field among socioeconomic classes and related distinctions. And that's not because money and success are meaningless. It's because the illusory fractures of station and circumstance, often ensconced in a polytheistic fracturing of the universal God that promotes the pride specific to any one person's self-delusion. Essentially, Jesus prepared his disciples to take the red pill.

Please take the meme as a convenient, if imperfect analogy. I'm not here to cheapen anyone's religion or suggest a Hollywood fiction as the place to seek it out.

I am not always good at incorporating the Beatitudes into my spiritual framework. It takes meditation and practice. I'm situationally good/bad at the meekness part, and I'm far from the best peacemaker. It's difficult to throw the money changers out while making peace, and I'm not bad at throwing the money changers out on their faces—pardon the pride. But I do see the Beatitudes as a large portion of the mission of a free humanity with the strength to outlast the Kunlangeta, just as Christianity outlasted the Roman Empire.

Having spent three years and change communicating with many circles in the MFM, what I largely see is an artificially (intentionally) splintered (and alt-bubbled), but hierarchical and closed off clusters that more often strike me as led by wannabe aristocrats than humble servants of humanity. There is too much focus on the whiteness of coats, diplomas, titles, Nobel Prizes, and all the other symbols of an elite class that you should choose to rule over you rather than the other elite class. Because there is no way that ends in disaster in another few years. (And most of them still aren't aware that they're using incorrect and meaningless math to fight slightly more incorrect and meaningless math, and I don't have the time to fix it all.)

Is it all scripted?

I am aware that the above description will hurt some people's feelings, but it should not. If you're part of the MFM, and you're pure of heart, then it doesn't apply to you, no matter what I say or think. And you then shouldn't worry about it. You're doing great. Move forward. But I urge you to look around for signs of manipulation, including at a big picture level that you might not have thought to think about. This is fifth-generation…no…Mindwar. If you aren't seeing signs of grifting, crypto scams, profiteering, or other manipulation, then you're probably in the alt-bubble.

And that's why I've reached a point where I feel the need to shake some trees. Criticizing Dr. Ryan Cole's money raise was the right nerve precisely because he is nothing like an evil mastermind (a topic I'll write about once more, though I was expecting a Sunday call from him, which never materialized).

I'm writing this followup because this was part of the response that I received after my article calling into question the claimed basis of "extreme debt" for Ryan's legal fund:

Actually, I'd much rather spend my time laying out my research on military propaganda operations I've identified during the pandemonium.

Lynn is one of many reasons why I no longer reach out to that particular circle much at all, though she certainly wasn't the first. Numerous times while I have sought answers, she has claimed proof/evidence/labor that she would share with me, but each time that promise turned into vapor, wasting hours of my time. But that's three or four of several dozen stories where I did reach out for communication, and the result was anything from dismissal to quite nasty. While there are some people in that circle whom I have relatively good feelings about, and trust with, I've found startling silence over what I consider fundamental issues of decency at times. I will explain that more in a future article. But the only reason I was ever around that circle was that I was lied to about the premise of my participation in the San Juan Summit.

Note that she doesn't care about informed consent as it relates to me. I'm dehumanized. It only matters that I wrote a critique of Ryan's money raise on the claim of "extreme debt", which can be discussed calmly and rationally.

This is not entirely different from when I questioned Ed Dowd during a Pandata meeting about how a pump-and-dump scheme appeared around his "Big Short" appearance on Bannon's War Room. He played it off as he didn't realize what had happened, but did not display an ounce of the concern that you would expect from a person hearing about their involvement in bilking retail investors of likely millions and millions of dollars. How many people did you see in the MFM say, "Wow, that was seriously disturbing. Maybe we should look into it"? Did Ed issue a warning after I confronted him? Maybe I missed it…

Does anyone wonder why I went from making several calls a day about everything going on to rarely picking up the phone with most of the MFM heroes? The last time I talked to Robert Malone, he screamed into the phone, demanding that I give up the name of the person who informed me about the connection between he and Carolina Bonita that I slipped into an article. He had written about her as a Chaos Agent, and supposedly had her investigated by Gavin DeBecker, but I suspect that what we're looking at is a staged fight designed to launder certain associations.

Who…texts people casually after accusations are launched between them?

After having her number blocked repeatedly by Jill, too?

If you're not at least wondering if this is staged, you might be in the alt-bubble.

Whatever my flaws are, and I'm sure that my enemies can dig them up, or twist them at will, or even invent them out of whole cloth, the idea that selling Substack subscriptions is my motivation is absurd. Yes, the support means that I do not have to quit this "job", but understand that when I do decide to hang up writing, I'll be instantly making a great deal more money than I do from Substack subscriptions. It would take me twenty years of current Substack revenue to replace my last twelve months of earnings prior to the day my home was destroyed.

And if I really wanted to make money writing, I would have turned my several dozen Chloroquine Wars articles into an organized and entertaining book, kissed the rings of Kirsch, Malone, Bigtree, Bannon, and whoever, and sold a hundred thousand copies at $30 a pop. The self-anointed MFM elite would have patted me on the head like a good dog, and promoted me everywhere.

I'll share the entire history of my Substack revenue, out of which is discounted 13% by Substack and Stripe, and I pay a part time employee from the remainder. What's left is a thousand dollars a week, which fluctuates. It comes out to around $15 an hour, but closer to $8 when you consider that I started all this work more than three years ago, a year before the trickle of revenue began, and long before it reached the, "I'm not going along with the DMED lies" local maximum.

And I will sacrifice every last dollar to tell the truth as I see it, so long as my remaining investments remain solid, or my side business grows, allowing me to spend this time. And as Heather Heying once pointed out, I do cite assiduously.

There are a few things that I can demonstrably brag about. One of them is that if you dropped me off a day's walk from the nearest city, with sufficient water, two meals, a change of clothes, a tent, and a paperclip, I could be a millionaire in 24 months [at most] because I devoted myself to building that skill set. I'm not mega-wealthy simply because I choose different missions than maximizing income. I have turned down seven offers to run hedge funds, including from Steve Kirsch in 2021. When interviewed at Deutsche Bank's Global Derivatives Group, Ralph Reynolds had a trader, a mathematician/quant, and an economist interview me in front of him, then asked, "Which job do you want?" I thought he was a nasty guy, so I left and never called back. I turned down Goldman Sachs, JP Morgan, and a host of famous hedge funds, then went and made peanuts writing and teaching math courses and textbooks for students with the math itch. When I started working full time on pandemic research and writing in mid-2020, I was making a better living, even outside of trading revenue, working with students for eight hours a week, and otherwise volunteering my time with talented students in Ghana,

and making educational videos for students who might find them and enjoy learning tools they can then creatively work with.

Not only was I making more money, working a fraction as many hours (with less back pain), but it was a lot more fun, and less stressful than having my home destroyed, trading account devastated while homeless, car dangerously vandalized (twice), phone hacked, harassed by fake law enforcement, had people in the MFM come after me with very specific and personal information about the abuse I went through in the cult I grew up in, and dodging a side swipe on the highway.

This is not about money. If it were, I would have spent 2021 playing the same game that Sam Bankman-Fried described as something like, "money come out of magic box, could go on forever." When I heard about yield farming—later than I would have had I not spent a year already on pandemic research—I had a million dollars in capital and quickly computed that I could make several million from that stack in 2021, with a full exit by early 2022 when smart traders should begin to expect "Crypto Winter" rug pulls from the cyclically arranged Ponzi schemes.

I actually warned Steve Kirsch about it a few months before he lost $2 million in the FTX implosion.

I also turned down a bribe a few weeks after I started my Substack in the form of a trading scheme brought to me by the husband of a Pharma exec.

Here's a secret nobody talks about: There are at least a half-dozen billionaires sitting behind the MFM, profiting handsomely, who could snap their fingers and fund everything that the MFM is doing. That could even be done for profit with the right models. But there are a lot of secrets with respect to what is actually going on among the string pullers, which is why I was willing to risk a scene poking at Ryan's money raise.

My reason (aside from the deep pool Substack money) for jumping into the fray during the plandemonium is that I felt certain that the repo market collapse and subsequent propping on Sep 17, 2019 represented a discontinuity of trust among large banks indicating a major world event. I've been writing about the upcoming collapse of the dollar since the early days of LiveJournal in 2000, and it was clear to me that the patchwork solutions in the wake of the mortgage bond crisis were a Weekend at Bernie's solution. 

And it seems clear that class warfare is at play, whether or not the depopulation agenda theory is true (I lean toward thinking that it isn't, but that there may be a large death toll one way or another). I gradually put together at least some of the lies being told about public health solutions, and I started an early treatment (medicine) research group on Facebook around April 2020.

Outside of Facebook, I started to participate in the unraveling of fake research, which has been a hobby of mine since that first LiveJournal blog in 2000. I nearly always use encrypted accounts under pseudonyms because I have received threats in the past going back to my work at that blog. A lot of the observations that took Surgisphere down were me emailing other people, or writing in forums, under names other than my own. I don't share all my pseudonyms, but I was "infopractical", "bitricky", and a few others. I only mention that now because I never wanted to be credited or associated with any of this.

Even after I started my substack, I was constantly everywhere I could be, sharing research and ideas just hoping that others would make use of them. Here is one of the several dozen times I've tried to get one of the many geniuses in the Medical Freedom Movement interested in virtopsy as a tool/method for figuring out what is going on with vaccine deaths or clots.

Over time, I did begin to care more about credit for the work I've done. But that's not about the money. It's about the fact that around the time I refused pressure to back down from the truth about the military health database (DMED), I felt a sudden and I believe coordinated chill from the MFM influencers. Link-ins to articles I wrote dropped around 95% in two days, and never returned while the false DMED story was blasted out nonstop. And that's when I began to look around and feel more and more certain that the environment doesn't have just a bit of controlled opposition here and there. The larger community is almost completely controlled.

Understand that control does not need to entail somebody like Dr. Ryan Cole selling his soul. It can mean encasing him in a bubble, like a hall of mirrors, so that he doesn't realize where he's being steered, and for what purpose.

Am I wrong to poke at the bubble?

Am I wrong to lay out my thoughts about the way he advertised his money raise?

Understand that my overall goal is to shake the ground so that Ryan or others who may be unaware of the way they're being used have the opportunity to assess the situation and resteer the ecosystem.

By all means, communicate. Debate with me. But I get the distinct feeling that the reason that we are at this place where I feel the need to spend my time investigating the MFM instead of finishing one of the several books I've worked on is that the important conversations aren't happening. And the number of lives that will depend on that over the next few years is manyfold the number extinguished by wretched and sinister policies during the plandemonium.

Hello? Is this thing on? I don't think the people on the mountain can hear me. Maybe it's the bubble?