Yeah, I know, other than Hal Turner and Brandon Darby, where are the hardcore pay stubs? It's my fault I stopped following wackadoo styled ARGs around 2012? But I still notice this shite. Like I said, I can often spot fakes within minutes like …
Yeah, I know, other than Hal Turner and Brandon Darby, where are the hardcore pay stubs? It's my fault I stopped following wackadoo styled ARGs around 2012? But I still notice this shite. Like I said, I can often spot fakes within minutes like a George Webb or Pieczenik. Others like the STFU lady took more time. She seemed so authentic. I can't prove whether she is a legit activist or something bad. All I can do is move on.
Trust no one at this point, imho. Bail the fuck out of all social media participation. I'm not saying stop self-publishing and expressing if you want to. The interaction part has become mostly gaslighting whether deliberate or unwittingly.
Make no mistake about it. The internet as medium died in 2016 and will never come back. Everything is now completely fragmented and alienating. We have reached a point beyond the beyond. It's sort of a no turning back moment and terrifying.
It'd be refreshing if the STFU lady would admit she's just like anyone else with internet addiction pissing into the wind. I have some other suspicions but the basic one is two words: Patricia. Negron.
I've been watching old movies for a nice escape. I got into stamps and did pretty good. It'll be a hassle selling them, but that'll be figured out later.
This STFU Ungovernable woman had me fooled. The content on Bitchute is so bad that anything close to interesting and coherent will garner an extended looksie. Is she breaking copyright law by hosting music on the radio station? I find that part weird. Her schtick seems off? I wasted some decent time watching Grandma Ungovernable. Not anymore.
The internet seems officially over. I wash my hands of the social media racket. There's nothing out there anymore. This is over. What am I missing here?
