I woke up with a thoroughly scary thought last night. Let me frame it as a hypothetical-- [View all]

[Jackpine Radical]

(Pardon the periphrastic language, but I think you'll soon see why I'm writing like this.)

Suppose you were one of the Pepsi Brothers and you had gotten one of your puppet politicians into a top state-level political position, and he really blew it--like maybe got the state so up-in-arms and in open rebellion against him, and he kept digging himself in deeper with totally stupid actions, like admitting things to an imposter who had represented himself as you.

This politician is maybe so incompetent that it looks like he's gonna be thrown out of office, and he's costing you millions for what is likely to be a futile campaign to keep him in office.

At this point, he's a liability. Big-time.

If I were those Pepsi brothers, with no conscience, no ethics, no humanity, I would be thinking outside the box about how to deal with this problem, and I might just decide to cut my losses.

I might hire a professional to terminate my under-performing politician. At long range and with extreme prejudice.

My news media would then blame the termination on the rabble who had been calling for his removal. The attempt to throw the bum out would be instantly short-circuited. The Number-2, a politician of the same ilk, would be installed.

In one simple action I eliminate my embarrassment and conduct a heinous false-flag operation that discredits and demoralizes the rabble. The new #1 can essentially declare an emergency, activate the Guard, suspend civil liberties, and go ahead with the ongoing operation of gutting the state f its wealth and selling it for scrap.

OK--Talk me down.