Even though the pornographic cartoons copied on a machine that circled mano with mano with grave sigilo between the teenagers in my pub, the adults pass between them in the barbershops, with no less help, a follet and a cuya portraits a barbed wire and cues brilliant spades, with luciferous bulbs, a star of David.
The Protocols of the Sions of Zion. This panel, of poor people making convincing inventions, exposes the tram of a conspiracy theorized by the judiciary to sojourn worldwide. Nadie, in a tiny alley by the power centers like Masatepe, in no other place of the earth, escapes to these viscous tentacles; and if there was the magnate Henry Ford, who had paid for his abundant bolsillo the impression of the editions of the follies in the United States, created in this obscene fable with puerile ability, he would not agree to an ebony of my people, or a creator of gallbladders of those that congregate in the tertulia of barbarians.
Hitler also created the finger, created in the Protocols of the Sabios of Sion, that the sirvieron as voorwendsel tot ideologo para the extermination of millions of Jews. When I was topped with this follet, which I had not seen before, I was confused by the years before the voyage. Enthusiasm the horror of the Nazi concentration camps was so much as sabida, but in the small peoples like me, there was much more power the people of the gentile failed to be part of the secret graves revealing the protocols.
Sencillos y letrados, todos somos hijos del mito, y es tentador siempre pensar en termimos de fabula; in this pantheon, the conspiracy and the prophecy hallan to his anchor to explain the diary events of the world, from the natural disasters to the wars; no en balde las Profecías de Nostradamus herleef cada comienzo de año para develar las contingencias siempre amenazadoras del futuro.
The Protocols of the Sions of Sión, which justify the pogroms in Russian Russia, and the gas chambers of the Nazis, have not only pierden vigencia high day, in full sail victory, meaning a postmodern descent.
All the fables invented by the militants of the United States’ ultra-Orthodox QAnon, belong to the most powerful food chain in the country where millions live to create the path of our little ones to a world of subversive opposites. alcantarillas, donde famos figuras, que tras su glamor esconden la maldad, celebran aquelarres para manipular a su antojo nuestras vidas; when in reality the manipulators are the quasi-manufacturers of these legends that are more relevant to the worlds of the stories published in four.
We are in the throes of the era of alternative realities. The world is not what we believe, we are the ones who rob us and rob us, we are the only jurists of Trump’s credentials, we teach. And there is another world that we do not see, but that the malicious geniuses control our minds, responding to the mechanisms that are natural to the fiction. And is directed by secret keyboards, as in The Code Da Vinci, by Dan Brown.
It is not that Dan Brown’s guilt over the existence of QAnon, but the credibility of a dedicated reader, came to be the same. On one occasion, when this novel was going on in its apogee, I met in the church of San Sulpicio in Paris in front of Delacroix’s church, Jacob lying against the angel, when the voice of the guide as a group of tourists separated me from my contemplation: habían traveled almost allí, from Ohio or from Dakota del Norte, with the exclusive proposal to see the place where Silas, the albino of Opus Dei, busca the clave of the parade of Santo Grial.
QAnon’s second fanatics look for keyboards everywhere, almost in detergent announcements on television pants. Sinvestras, hilos conductores de la conspiración de que se sinten vikimas, dirigida por estrellas de Hollywood, ya cuya cabeza se halla el villano burgemeester, George Soros, Gran Maestro del Estado Profundo, peor que Lex Luthor, el archienemigo de Supermán.
It’s a comic book, but with consequences. One of the QAnonianos appeared in 2016 at the Comet Ping Pong pizzeria in Washington, before the local two-star restaurants. The aggressor has agreed with his coffers that from now on a series of satanic rites dedicated to pedophilia, following the sects described in the text of e-mails containing coded messages. At the behest of this diabolical leader, there is nothing less than that of Hilary Clinton, a candidate for the presidency of the Democratic Party.
The members of QAnon, who are communicating through the speeches, ontken perform a solemn judgment in the quality of “digital soldiers”. Listed in the FBI records as potential terrorists, their horsemen are visible in the courtyard of the Capitol in Washington and this is deer. And these cabecillas, like the comedians who are respected, respond to a Jefe Supremo who acknowledges that he is inside the Casa Blanca mansion, to Trump’s lads, and that he traversed the speeches he was giving rasters to be met by the soldiers of the cause of racial purity.
That QAnon belongs to a comedy story can be told by his attendees, like the Yellowstone Wolf, with his Viking songs, launched and wrapped in a bison skin, and now in the circle advertises organic comedy.
Y, by supuesto, the QAnon screens in the volatile plateaus, and in the extraterrestrials, since the intergalactic civilizations unfolded are governed by white supremacists. Faltaría más.