It is huge.
Those yacht clubs and hotels in Montenegro belonging to Munk.
I knew/know a Montenegrin woman. Dealt with a lot of shit. I recognized the signs of sexual abuse and connected the dots to some stories she'd told me about working over there.
I was told that I touched things I should not.
I thought it was just me being a bit brazen in my discussion of personal trauma… But by that point she already knew how much I absolutely despised Clinton and company. We had already discussed a number of other issues very personally distressing - and it was plain as day once the ice of naivete was broken.
Very odd events surrounding her, and I actually hesitate to say much more that could doxx her to the wrong people. But all taken in context… If she knew the people involved in some of this stuff and how high on the political food chain they were… No wonder she told me to drop it.
Obviously, I didn't. Since then, I have always considered the bad blood between myself and this global cabal quite personal.
Granted, I have little proof. But I have always trusted 'what is tasted in my blood' - and the otherwise unassuming people I find to be notable on the internet almost always turn out to be as profound as the sense I get from them. Given that… I actually wonder what she will do as this begins to unfold. She is not a sheep, and will not be able to dull her splendor to such a point where she will be comfortable ignoring what is going on. That means a rebellion is the only outcome.
I find it very likely she has found this place. Perhaps not this specific board… But I found it, and somehow that seems to be enough to believe she has, as well. Anywhere else is too fake and gay/dull. Hell, I may even have her to thank, ultimately, for bringing me here as it was the maddening rage which drove me to dig.
The world will soon be ready for your story. When the sword is removed from your neck, do not fear or hesitate.