So, how many souls did it cost to adjust the Algorythm to put "Trump" into office?
Why would the various actors who play him care? They can go back to their lives when their jobs are done.
All the rest of them are stooges from Central Casting. Why should he be any different? He'd be the only one.
If I were in charge of a psy-op (whatever the endgame might be), I'd make sure my puppets and their work were convincing, too.
Are the ones trying to escape from this madness the ones who might be lost, to the system, forever?
I've identified your kind writing fiction as far back as the early 70s, by the way. And possibly the 30s. Nothing is real.
I know that. I was referring to shills writing under pseudonyms in an attempt to data mine you. What did you think I meant, faggot?
Fucking kike glowniggers, man. KYS.
Ketch harder, Rabbi. You'll earn your shill-shekels yet.
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