Narrative Warfare: Epstein Got Suicided

Billionaire pedophile and trafficker Jeffery Epstein was found dead in his cell today. The official cause of death is suicide. No one believes this. Not Crazytown, not Normieville, not Dems, not Cuckservatives, not shitlords, NO ONE. It's such an insulting display of arrogance to call it such that we have a term--going back well over a decade when this happened to threats to the Bush 43 regime, at the least--to mock this: "suicided".

He was murdered. You know it. I know it. That homeless crackhead on Skid Row knows it. The Twitch thot scamming boys out of their lunch money knows it. The famous whore servicing a Saudi prince on a yacht in Monaco knows it. Your grandma knows it. Your baby brother knows it. Ash from Pokemon knows it, and so does the artist doing Rule 34 fan art of Misty. Only the dead and the unborn aren't certain to know it, and we're not so sure that they don't anyway.

And yet there's nothing to distract our attention away from this as of this post. I'm expecting just that to happen before Monday, and that means more hapless "white" guys being wound up and set off in a gun-free zone to massacre another batch of hapless innocents while someone who just happens to have survived recent high-profile incidents of this sort is mysteriously on hand to give yet another eye-witness account to a waiting media establishment.

I don't call this "warfare" out of some sense of hyperbole. Real people get slaughtered over fucking narratives; if that ain't warfare, then no one knows what it is.

I'll finish this with Stefan Molyneux's reminder on the matter. Someone panicked. It wasn't Epstein. This is the result.

Think how desperate

they must have been

to make a move

this obvious

— Stefan Molyneux (@StefanMolyneux) August 10, 2019