AFT: 1.0
The jumbled images still made little sense, not that any of it mattered much. This stitch in time was just that, a tiny stitch, even if it transcended centuries and involved the fate of an entire nation, or even epoch. What would it look like in a million years? Less than a blink in time; less than creatures seeking in the dark.
Jacinda Ardern, the Prime Minister of New Zealand, resigned, and as one commentator observed under a video of an entire crowd erupting in cheers: "Such a cop-out. All jumping ship so they don't be held accountable for their dealings, and mind you still getting paid by tax dollars."
These were the beginnings and the ends; all folding into one.
If you were expecting peace, or some sort of cosmic bliss, there was none.
Appear near when you are far, appear far when you are near. All war was deception. This was war.
Some times, many times, the ancient wisdoms had far more to tell us than the blizzard of BS which now carpeted us all.
Kevin Rudd, another in the long line of truly hopeless Australian Prime Ministers, appeared at the World Economic Forum in Davos, Switzerland, now more frequently associated with corrupt oligarchs than some splendid Great Reset.
Why should the Australian taxpayer be forking out for any of this?
Why did the Australian government parrot the same agendas as the Davos billionaires.
The site of Rebel News pursuing Albert Bourla through the streets of Davos was a classic of the genre.
And all the time they whispered.
Back in Saigon; the spirits churned in a red stream over and above the red light district, and they whispered to him: "We haven't been human for a very long time. Thank you."
As he watched the thronging Vietnamese crowds pouring past the discotheques, bars and restaurants, and they recalled the tumultuous bazaars of the Middle East thousands of years ago; before the age of mechanisation, when, truly, all was exotic. And they were free to move amongst the living.
Instead of being back here, along the lonely reaches of the South Coast, the grey steel of the sky and the sea and the languished beaches, the fire of the steel works in the distance.
How did any of it matter? These thoughts. It has to begin somewhere, it has to end somewhere.
There was Anthony Albanese praising Jacinda Ardern as a woman who had led her country with intellect, a woman who had done such massive harm to her country through her hopeless, autocratic, deranged management of Covid. Was she well intentioned? No, she was not. Was she connected to the World Economic Forum, and thereby to some of the world's most corrupt oligarchs. Yes, she was.
How did any of it matter.
It was all hypocrisy; the country led by hypocrites.
There was a semblance of normality; indeed in many ways the country did return to some sort of normality after the utter derangement of the Covid era.
But it was not the same.
Politicians and their bum buddies in the media barely mentioned Covid these days, it was too embarrassing, the garden path they had led their population down. Excess deaths were now running at over 16 percent; so much for "Keeping Australians safe".
Everyone knew now, the heart of the lie, and if they didn't know, it was only because they deliberately closed their eyes.
The government was consumed with the upcoming referendum on "The Voice", a massively divisive policy designed to give the indigenous a special voice in parliament; although no one in the working class area where he now resided was well represented in parliament. As if separated dads, many destroyed by the utterly corrupt nature of family law in Australia, had a voice. As if all those freedom fighters who had been smashed to the ground, pilloried in the public square, imprisoned, fined and marginalised, as if any of them had been given a voice.
The hypocrisy, the breath taking hypocrisy of these people, left him if not bitter at least incredulous.
It was a terrible storm. And it wound through the heart of everything, the core of the nation; and the swamps of some sort of sad madness, as if he could hear them gasp in the intake valve, as if it would make sense if only they waited long enough, if only they were smarter, cleverer, better educated, of greater and more powerful intellect, or of simple, now old fashioned, wisdom. But it was none of these things.
And so, among those ancient, truly ancient spirits, there were formulations and manifestations and a terrible, virtually indifferent silence.
They come for you in the morning; they come for you at night. Bridges get walked on. He had done everything he could to stop his head swarming. And now it was too late.
RANDOM NEWS
The prime minister said Ms Ardern had "shown the world how to lead with intellect and strength".
"She has demonstrated that empathy and insight are powerful leadership qualities," he wrote on Twitter.
"Jacinda has been a fierce advocate for New Zealand, an inspiration to so many and a great friend to me.
"I wish (her) and her family well in the next chapter of their lives."
Foreign Minister Penny Wong also thanked Ms Ardern for her service and friendship.
"Jacinda brought strength, compassion and kindness to leadership, gaining the admiration of so many around the world," she said.
"You are a source of inspiration to me and many others."
Treasurer Jim Chalmers said Ms Ardern wasn't a "garden-variety prime minister", describing her as an "incredible source of strength".
"Jacinda Ardern gave a small country a very big voice," he said.
We pay for this mutual back scratching sycophancy!!!!!!! Go for it.
https://www.rebelnews.com/caught_him_rebel_news_pummels_pfizer_ceo_with_questions_at_world_economic_forum
Economic Forum
Avi Yemini and I were standing on the street at the World Economic Forum in Davos, Switzerland, when we spotted Albert Bourla, the CEO of Pfizer, walking by.
By Ezra Levant
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January 19, 2023
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News
It was the moment we were waiting for: one of the most hated men in the world going for a leisurely stroll because he assumed he was amongst friends. After all, in the three years since the pandemic began, have you ever seen a journalist ask him a tough question?
Well, he didn’t count on Rebel News and our accountability style of citizen journalism.
I walked right up to him and started asking him the questions that millions of people have surely been wondering for years. And a moment later, Avi joined in, making it a sort of walking press conference. And Bourla couldn’t answer a single question.
You know, there are hundreds of “accredited” journalists here at the World Economic Forum — the biggest names in news, from CNN to the New York Times. But you have to understand: they’re all here as WEF members, not to hold the WEF to account. They’re on Pfizer’s team. They would never ask Pfizer a tough question.
I really don’t think their CEO knew what hit him today.
That’s what we’re doing every day here at the WEF.
If you think this kind of citizen journalism is valuable, we sure could use your help. We have been demonetized by Big Tech — we survive through the support of our viewers. If you can help us crowdfund our trip to the World Economic Forum, please do. We’re travelling economy-class all the way, but with seven journalists, even modest costs can add up quickly.
Thanks for your help.
Today we really proved that, when it comes to holding the establishment to account, citizen journalists are the only ones who can be trusted. Everyone else is just too compromised.
Between Avi and I, we asked 29 questions. Everything we have been wanting to ask the Pfizer CEO for three years — from how much he has personally profited from the pandemic, to how much he has paid others to promote his vaccines, to important questions about when he knew his vaccines didn’t actually stop transmission, and why he kept it a secret.
If you like those questions — and thought Bourla’s silence was deafening — please help us continue our work to help us crowdfund more citizen journalism like this! (Thanks.)
We’re putting all of our reports like this one up on a special website called www.WEFReports.com. Please check it every day!
