Hey mang, cans we go do some shits and expose the reptiles running our society? Fuckers need some UV light on their bumpy scaly skin.
Humanity has a built in alarm system. If shit gets too crazy, it'll wake up the one who can fix it. When it's as bad as it seems, humanity screams out for help and guidance. One among you fixes it, transfers the knowledge to another so they can fix it too. You'll understand, we are at the end of our season. Time for harvesting the crop.
Imagine if cattle ranchers could convince their cattle to work for the rancher, pay for their own food, pay for their devices of mind control and in the end, be food for the rancher.
We are the cattle. They are the RANCHERS.
What if the cattle grew horns? You'd all be horny. Why do they want to disarm you? Imagine a cow that shoots back at the rancher?
We are fucked if we don't do something, anything, all things to wake up our population. Hey Q, give us something. Send the Media into a tizzy by returning, you've been proven right, so there's that.
Also, ahem, me. You're sick of me by now. Me me me. My job is to teach all of you something. No clue what, it'll come to me eventually. Dad is on a need to know basis…seems i dont' need to know right now.
Cattle, we are Goyim. They flat out told us the truth. Too preposterous to accept it, so we called it a joke. We are food for another species of animal.
If all the UFO's were benevolent, why would they cloak themselves? They harvest right before the Cataclysm. Figured, they gonna die anyway, why not in my belly? We are the survivors of the last time.
Damn, the truth hits hard when it makes sense.