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An Important Gathering of Important People on the Anniversary of 9/11
By Ginny Stoner | nworeporter.com
Image by David Dees | deesillustration.com
September 11, 2042
Last year, on the anniversary of 9/11, NWO Reporter's resident android Henry Foster attended a gathering of the Committee of 29 Nameless, Faceless High Globalords at a secluded estate in the Netherlands. They needed someone to serve dinner and cocktails.
They forgot to erase Henry's memory before they sent him home. Or maybe they thought it didn't matter.
Over dinner, the Nameless & Faceless Ones chatted about the Twin Towers and Building 7, and they laughed. They knew the herds they owned would listen to the media they controlled and wouldn't question the official story. They knew the few who did would be ridiculed by the rest.
The Nameless & Faceless Ones talked about war, and they laughed. They knew they could always convince their herds of the necessity and nobility of war. They knew they could always find young calves to fight those wars.
The Nameless & Faceless Ones talked about money, and they laughed and laughed. They knew they had all the wealth in the world to control every industry, every country, every economy, every necessity of life for all their herds.
The Nameless & Faceless Ones talked about science, vaccines and drugs, and they laughed. They knew their herds would swallow anything they called science, and would inject and ingest their poisons without hesitation. They knew anyone who rejected them would be vilified by the rest.
The Nameless & Faceless Ones talked about money, and they laughed and laughed. They knew they had all the wealth in the world to control every industry, every country, every economy, every necessity of life for all their herds.
The Nameless & Faceless Ones talked about science, vaccines and drugs, and they laughed. They knew their herds would swallow anything they called science, and would inject and ingest their poisons without hesitation. They knew anyone who rejected them would be vilified by the rest.
The Nameless & Faceless Ones ate, and drank, and laughed and laughed and laughed.
They knew their herds loved and admired them, and longed to join with them and serve them.
And the Nameless & Faceless Ones loved their herds.
In fact, they had one of them for dinner -- curried, with hearts of palm risotto and haricots verts.
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