Good morning.
I've just been to the Post Office in the church. Notice on the door says it is not open today due to equipment failure. That could mean anything, but I read it as the computer has malfunctioned and there is no connection to the internet, and no way that transactions can be completed today. Oh well, it happens.
It's that time of the year again, the trek to Switzerland has begun. Maybe trek is the wrong word. It doesn't take any effort to step into a limo, climb aboard a private jet with your entourage of bag carriers, then get ferried to your posh hotel for your annual holiday in Davos.
Rebel News are on duty at the airport to report on how the meet and greet all works. Guests walking across the tarmac. Lots of people we have never heard of.
After a week long conference, the WEF will be revealing their new plan about how the rest of us should be living our lives. None of them have been elected, except for a few new faces in this years shindig. Some puppets, er politicians, have accepted invites to attend, to the consternation of many who question their motives. Have they sold out to the Globalists, or have they a cunning plan to infiltrate the very heart of the richest people who pull their strings. Who knows. Whatever the outcome, they can throw ideas around, nothing will change.
I see that David Icke is soon to start his UK tour. Two events are sold out. I haven't booked a seat this time. I saw him in Derby, and read everything he posts online, so I am up to speed with his concerns for the future.
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Merry Christmas.