Grasp Historical Initiative

Via Automatic Earth

An article by our good- and longtime friend, John Day, family doctor in Texas, until he got canned for refusing the clot shot. Sometimes you think: did that really ever happen? It seems so weird.. But it did, and not that long ago. We lost thousands of qualified and highly capable doctors and nurses for…. well, nothing at all really, other than some people’s petty power games. We lost a lot of lives to those same games too. John looks ahead, rather than back:

John Day:

Western Civilization is at a tense point in history. The current economic arrangements are heavily parasitized, running low on feedstocks like cheap oil, and can’t grow any more, are in irreversible contraction within the current paradigm, legal and bureaucratic structures. The Henry Ford inspired industrial capitalism of the postwar years, where workers could afford the Fords they made, succumbed to the imperative to support the value of the $US, over the actual industrial economy of the US, after America’s vast hoard of gold ran out, draining into the wars in Korea and Vietnam.

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Like Looking For Cleanliness in a Pigsty

Submitted by aka.attrition

Source: The BlogMire – https://www.theblogmire.com/like-looking-for-cleanliness-in-a-pigsty

 

“The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. From the sole of the foot even to the head, there is no soundness in it, but bruises and sores and raw wounds; they are not pressed out or bound up or softened with oil.” (Isaiah 1:5-6)

The rottenness, bankruptcy and general degradation of Western societies used to be something that only crazed conspiracy theorists like me could apparently see. Yet as the speed of the clown car has picked up pace year by year, week by week, day by day, no doubt even some of the “respectable” folks out there are finding it harder to ignore the obvious signs that we’re now in Wile E. Coyote mode, flapping our arms in the air in a desperate attempt to defy gravity, before gravity inevitably defies us and sends us hurtling to the ground at the bottom of the cliff we just leapt off.

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