Dispatches from the War: COVID trauma-based mind control, by Jon Rappoport

The people behind Covid-19 have definitely established that most people will, sheep-like, go along with just about anything. From Jon Rappoport at nomorefakenews.com:

“Can we get control of an individual to the point where he will do our bidding against his will and even against fundamental laws of nature, such as self preservation?” (CIA interdepartmental memo, Project ARTICHOKE, January 1952)

The covert operation called COVID, which has been planned for years, is all about trauma-based mind control.

The trauma combines fear of a germ with the sudden psychic shock of the lockdowns, the masks, the social distancing, the economic destruction.

For many people, this trauma is paralyzing on a subconscious level.

As in: HOW CAN THIS BE? AM I LIVING IN A DREAM?

The government and media messaging about the “pandemic” was immediate, and it was launched as a wall-to-wall campaign. News reports, ads, public service announcements, talk shows, newspaper articles, press conferences, etc. No room was permitted for counter-opinion and evidence or intelligent discussion and debate. The messaging flood plays a major role in the trauma effect.

In a state of subconscious paralysis, people obey. They follow orders. They sleep-walk. They even, on top of the layer of paralysis, actively defend the powers-that-be.

A nation asleep. A world asleep.

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One response to “Dispatches from the War: COVID trauma-based mind control, by Jon Rappoport

  1. marley engvall

    What is truly paralyzing for me, in the days of the great plandemic, is not the traumatic nature of the psychological conditioning regime, but its utter ridiculousness and predictability, and the pointlessness of reiterating the scientific near-certainty of the thermite hypothesis, patient and eternal, wholly unrelated to the crisis du jour, into the creaking innards of a psychic noise machine, the sole purpose of which is to pave over any inconvenient truth with blather, endless blather, endless words, words, words, words, words, so many tales told by so many idiots, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. How much longer, dear Lord, must we exhort our deadfish compliant countrymen to transmute fear and sadness into righteous fury; to fashion their own clever 9/11 truth signs, and stand by our side at this the most conspicuous streetcorner of eternity, as Popes and Presidents, Senators and Congressmen, co-workers, family and friends pass by, pretending not to see; to write indignant letters to every earthly editor, who, true to form, file them duly in the towering stack of evidence, ‘to be ignored til Judgment Day’, imagining that the day will never come? How much longer, dear Lord?

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