Eight years ago, I thought the storm was 1–2 months away.
I was spectacularly wrong about the timescale.
What happens when you pack psychologically for a short campaign — and the siege lasts eight years?
The agitation before the storm.
A personal testimony from World War Weird.
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You triumph through “the blood of the Lamb and by the word of [your] testimony”, it promises in Revelation. In other words, you don’t need to sacrifice a child to Baal; the ultimate sacrifice has already been made. Nor do you need to wage legal war on the enemy; the principality owns the courts. No need to advance, no need to retreat: hold the line by telling the truth, which has a power of its own.
No matter how much the Bible has been massaged and modified over centuries to suit hidden agendas, it cannot help but reveal timeless wisdom. What immediately strikes me here is that my testimony can only be handwritten (typed!) by me. I cannot outsource it to generative AI. It is “the truth” insofar as it faithfully and accurately represents what I perceive and experience.
I woke today, after a broken night’s sleep, to the White House posting a video of plugs in the back of a TV, the analogue fuzz of a signal arriving, and the VCR-era “Channel 3” and “Channel 4” once used for gaming consoles. To someone steeped in the Q communications grammar, the encoded message is clear enough: a new signal is about to be plugged in, and normal programming displaced. The numbers appear anything but accidental: Q drop 34 and “My fellow Americans…” — the Republic restored.
Similar, if less urgent, hints at activation of the Emergency Broadcast System have circulated for weeks and months, likely surrounding the alleged 2020 election fraud as cover for an attempted coup. Inference and intuition tell me that whatever may be coming around the 25th anniversary of the 2001 attacks could be off-the-scale, with no preparation wholly adequate. Anons have been drilled for years: faked WW3 to get everyone home and wake the normies; collapse of the old system; destruction of its icons; revelation of a new financial system and hidden blessings for humanity.
I cannot, obviously, personally testify to the veracity of claimed plans by a multinational military alliance. My remit extends only to the message I perceive and its effects on my own life. The experience is an oxymoronic “joyful crushing”. On one side are endless tangible signs, as I see them, of a benevolent reset displacing a failed dystopian one. You don’t need to look far to see profound changes underway in the financial system, for instance. On the other is the daily lived reality of siege — albeit a perplexing and unusual one.
The category error is to compare conventional physical siege warfare directly with the invisible domain of cognitive battle. In a real sense, this is a meta-war: the covert machinery that organised and financed previous wars is itself being exposed and dismantled. Participants therefore have an unusual sense of the stakes, and of how much better things might become. The prize is multi-generational peace once the usury machine funding endless war is gone. None of which lessens the immediate pain and angst.
The public phase of this conflict did not really begin until 2016, with Donald Trump’s first candidacy for President — of whatever slightly ambiguous legal entity that office was by then occupying. Rumours circulate that the Lieber Code and Civil War-era martial-law arrangements never entirely came to an end. I certainly did not understand at the time the significance of what was unfolding. It was the self-evident sophistication of the Q drops in 2017–18, and their plausibly deniable synchrony with officialdom, that made the conflict — and Trump’s totemic leadership within it — legible to me.
By the summer of 2018, on holiday with my family at the Baltic seaside, I went “all in” with my best-effort synthesis of what was going down: WWG1WGA: The Greatest Communications Event In History. My task here is neither to defend nor deconstruct those past prognostications. What interests me, from a historian’s perspective, is the reaction they caused.
The obvious and immediate consequence was the end of my tech career. Once publicly “out” as a Trump supporter, I was 100% persona non grata. But perhaps more revealing was what happened in private.
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