As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
If one examines the present state of funded anarchy which has overthrown the world. there is one reality in America, if you observe the Capitol event, and that it was older people who were there peacefully, and it was the younger ANTIFA embedded amongst them who were inciting what was taking place.
Revisit the 1960's CIA revolution in America, based on dope and fear of war. The children came out in enough numbers speaking of love, and yet in 2020, the children came out and burned down buildings in this Soros and Buffett, Obama Intifada.
Yes the Silent Majority rejected it then as now, but this time it was the Silent Majority who did protest for their rights, were framed and are now hunted down, but in this, the children, the Greta Thunbergs are casting aside a thousand years of labors and wars of their founders, for...................what is it they are rejecting?
The very Protestant and Genetic foundations which formed their peoples. Thunberg and Swedes can act moral, but they repressed the Norwegians and Finns. It was their axes and mauls which shattered skulls from Normandy, to the coasts of England and North America. Yet now these ANTIFA place on themselves carte blanche in the condemnation of others, who built a world, they are not confiscating and obliterating in a genocide the ability of people to have a standard of living equal to their luxury and affluence.
In the Book of Job is a like lament by Job and you can see it in this ANTIFA BLM generation. Job was the most rich and powerful man in the Mideast. He was also the most charitable, meaning he was the social security system. Yet when he was destroyed, when he was sick, the young did not rally to him, to try and help him, instead they derided him, mocked him, tormented him, protested him and laughed at him.
Think about that in the same criminals, same invaders who destroyed Job, same disease, was still out there to wipe out these young people and their nations. Yet instead of being concerned, as a Greta Thunberg should be about Russia or China, who repress rights, Thunberg was busy deriding Donald Trump, the very symbol of the nation who is the nuclear protection and the very nation which invented the green systems to help revive the planet, which Thunberg worships.
These children of the Genocide Generation, as that is what they are and have embraced, as aborticide, 3rd world invasion, Covid lockdowns and their International Socialism is making them the Genocide Generation, not some GenXYZ of this other nonsense sorted into profits, because these 3rd worlders diets, religion and genetics are different and will produce....................
What does Mexico, Mideast, China, Africa all have in common? Besides vermin populations, their system of food production has produced ever expanding deserts. They all have SAND, meaning their systems destroy the environment. They are a pestilence, just as communism was a pestilence ot Russia in losing her generation in a genocide of race.
The statistics are all there. There is no doubting the science, the genetics, the psychology. The same Genocide Generation appeared in Job's time, and it produced years of tyrants and empire, and when it all collapsed it left nothing but nomads in desert sands of a non advancing culture, enslaved by Islam. The same system is in Mexico with the Vatican socialism, and the same system is in China with Capital Communism, as it is all a cancer of rapine, and it comes from disrespecting thee entire foundations upon which civilization was built.
Read Job's lament. The curs were in charge in his downfall, and the desert sands are at testament to what their genocide brought and is still producing 3000 years later.
This downfall of America, is not going to be overturned. 3000 years and it is still killing in the Mideast. Mankind is going to enter not a dark age, but a dark thousands of years, and it is all from the Genocide Generation. This is their epitaph, and they must be defined and known by the cancer they have sown.
Job Bewails His Present Affliction
30 1 "But now they mock me, men younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs. 2 Of what use was the strength of their hands to me, since their vigor had gone from them? 3 Haggard from want and hunger, they roamed[1] the parched land in desolate wastelands at night. 4 In the brush they gathered salt herbs, and their food[2] was the root of the broom bush. 5 They were banished from human society, shouted at as if they were thieves. 6 They were forced to live in the dry stream beds, among the rocks and in holes in the ground. 7 They brayed among the bushes and huddled in the undergrowth. 8 A base and nameless brood, they were driven out of the land. 9 "And now those young men mock me in song; I have become a byword among them. 10 They detest me and keep their distance; they do not hesitate to spit in my face. 11 Now that God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they throw off restraint in my presence. 12 On my right the tribe[3] attacks; they lay snares for my feet, they build their siege ramps against me. 13 They break up my road; they succeed in destroying me. 'No one can help him,' they say. 14 They advance as through a gaping breach; amid the ruins they come rolling in.
15 Terrors overwhelm me; my dignity is driven away as by the wind, my safety vanishes like a cloud. 16 "And now my life ebbs away; days of suffering grip me. 17 Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never rest. 18 In his great power God becomes like clothing to me[4] ; he binds me like the neck of my garment. 19 He throws me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes. 20 "I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer; I stand up, but you merely look at me. 21 You turn on me ruthlessly; with the might of your hand you attack me. 22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind; you toss me about in the storm. 23 I know you will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living. 24 "Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man when he cries for help in his distress. 25 Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the poor? 26 Yet when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, then came darkness. 27 The churning inside me never stops; days of suffering confront me. 28 I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help. 29 I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of owls. 30 My skin grows black and peels; my body burns with fever. 31 My lyre is tuned to mourning, and my pipe to the sound of wailing.
Nuff Said
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