Mammon must die

Further to ‘Peter’s birthday’. If you remember a central passage of The Fair Race’s Darkest Hour you will see that it is no coincidence that New York is being the western city most punished by the virus:

Imagine an immensely speeded up movie of Manhattan Island during the last hundred years. It would look less like a work of man than like some tremendous natural upheaval. It’s godless, it’s brutal, it’s violent—but one can’t laugh it off, because in the energy, strength of will and mental grasp that have gone to make New York, materialism has transcended itself. It took almost the same time to reach its present conditions as it did to complete the Gothic cathedrals.

At which point a very obvious reflection crosses one’s mind: that the cathedrals were built to the glory of God, New York was built to the glory of mammon—money, gain, the new god of the nineteenth century. So many of the same human ingredients have gone into its construction that at a distance it does look rather like a celestial city. At a distance. Come closer and it’s not so good. Lots of squalor, and, in the luxury, something parasitical.

The Fed has transcended itself. It is counterfeiting currency and buying stuff. Now it is the largest owner of real estate in the world. They want to expand their balance sheet over ten trillion. Using Newspeak they’re calling the asset purchases ‘stimulus’, and it is already rumoured in Congress that a crypto-dollar is coming: a digital dollar where the IRS can take the taxes directly out of you and the government will track each of your purchases; and the central banks can take interests way negative to force you to spend your pseudo-money.

Something big will happen…