I am of the opinion that the celebrities who attempt to infest and suffocate our fantasy life are all planned for royal bastards. By royal bastards I mean the off the books progeny of the hidden hands in the cap stone we never see. Just below the cap are these blood loyal whelps who pose as various personae to keep us enthralled and distracted while the inbred lizards behind the curtain practice their black arts.
Um-
Todays subject may not appear to be all that relevant given the cascade of evil befalling us at the moment but I think it is a good example of how even the illegitimate strands of these bloodlines carry on in service to their Satan.
Jeez- calm down!
Many people over time have asked this question: How can a nobody from the Austrian sticks become, even for a brief duration, the most powerful and dangerous man on planet Earth?
I’m talking about Adolf Hitler, of course, and the answer I like best is: If you are a Rothschild you can.