Sowing Chaos and Scarcity

Starting this at 12:14AM, I’m hoping to have it finished no later than 3:30AM, so I can walk to that no name café outside New Market. Sitting among those folks, I’ll hear more chattering and laughing, for Vietnamese can hardly do one without the other. Generally speaking, common people everywhere have always loudly enjoyed each other’s company. Suddenly, I remember that Richard Pryor’s joke about white people fucking so quietly. This, at most, is only by comparison to “niggers,” of course. Servicing our lower half, we behave like those at the lower end of society, or to our first groping foray into life, as toddlers. Since to have sex is to be uninhibited, we must let our guards, pants and decorum down, and revert to being goofy kids frolicking at the beach. There’s nothing more childish than sex. What’s practiced by perverts like Trump and Clinton, though, isn’t sex, but merely sadistic violence by the weakest in mind and soul.

At 12:59AM, I’m sitting alone at MiniMart, under 15 tubes of neon light. It’s absolutely quiet. Nearly all the food inside here is junk but, soon enough, we’ll be glad to eat anything. All those large birds waddling around Swakopmund will be gone. Pigeons, too, in Vietnamese cities, and, yes, stray dogs and cats. Viets are already expert at knowing which wild leaves are edible. Cambodians, too. In Siem Reap two months ago, I saw a homeless woman foraging for those in urban alleys. North Americans are so lucky to have millions of moose, pronghorn, white tailed deer and squirrels, but they’re useless if you don’t know how to hunt. (Or if you yourself are being hunted.) Is it hysterical to speculate about famines? The Gulf States, so affluent just yesterday, must entertain, what a word, that possibility. Even at their peak, most of their South Asian workers didn’t exactly eat well.

Like the American Southwest, Gulf States are built on a desert not meant for agriculture or such a large population. Nearly all its food is brought in through the Strait of Hormuz, now closed. Its water must be desalinated, but some of those plants are already blown up. Before the current frantic and desperate exodus, Dubai had more than four million people. Nearly all were foreigners, so at the first sign of trouble, they tried to flee, but most natives, too, do this when their lives or mere comfort is threatened. (Contemporary man can’t last more than a few hours without air conditioning and wifi. Without them, he leaps from his 88^th floor balcony.) Most Jews trying to escape Israel are prevented from doing so. Planes are taking off from Ben Gurion not even one third full. Bibi can’t afford to have his nation emptied out.

Yesterday, Kevin Barrett pointed out Israel is staging “false flag attacks designed to drag as many countries as possible into its war on Iran, and to make that war as destructive as possible. The bigger the war, the better, Israel seems to believe. They not only hope to destroy the whole region, but also to create ‘fog of war’ conditions that will allow them to finish their genocide of historic Palestine, by murdering or expelling the remaining seven million Palestinians living there.” I’ll add that Jews are destroying all neighboring countries so they can move in, to establish Greater Israel. Its map is already on a shoulder patch of many IDF soldiers.

To starve Lebanese and Syrians, Jews are spraying toxins on their land. This is to deprive foliage cover for terrorists, Jews claim. As with what’s happening in the Gulf States, food is weaponized. Jews have been starving Gazans for two years. Jews and Americans have always targeted civilians. At best, they’re cavalier about collateral damages. All that Agent Orange sprayed on Vietnam, Laos and Cambodia half a century ago has “only” caused horrific birth defects to this day, plus lifelong illnesses leading to an early death. A barista at NaLi, right here in Vũng Tàu, has just died from Agent Orange. The Iranian oil refineries blown up by Jews or Americans, what does it matter, they’re always working together, released toxins into the air, ground and ground water, so Iranians will suffer for decades.

So the USS Tripoli is chugging towards the kill zone with at least 1,600 Marines and 1,200 sailors. The last time mighty Uncle Sam landed in Iran, it had one helicopter and one transport aircraft destroyed. Samuel left behind 4 intact choppers, plus 8 American corpses, plus 4 injured doofuses. Just faking a Bin Laden assassination in Pakistan, Shlemiel flew a chopper into a low wall. Jerk off can’t do anything right but butcher civilians and talk shit. It’s so fitting Donald Trump is America’s public face. With his prosthetic obturator from years of coke snorting, Trump’s been slurring and croaking words, but saliva sloshy shlemiel shouldn’t be a problem.

Maintaining social distancing from Melania, to spare her from gagging, Trump watched his trophy ditz struggle to enunciate in comprehensible English to a roomful of ladies, “As a visionary, I know success is not borne over night, but rather, takes shape after a long, and sometimes challenging process. Often alone at the top, I follow my passion, listen to my instinct, and always maintain a laser focus. In solitude my creative mind dances—filling my imagination with originality.” Hubris is insanity. These monsters really have no idea how they’re seen. Uncle Schlemiel is the best.

So food is not coming into the Gulf States. Oil and fertilizer ingredients aren’t flowing out. The top producers of rice are India, China, Bangladesh, Indonesia and Vietnam. Their rice yields will all suffer from the Strait of Hormuz being closed. China can still get its oil from Iran and Russia, though. Europe is deprived of both. With the petrodollar in deeper trouble, the USA’s fall will accelerate. Only for a fraction, though, will it be as dramatic as being stuck in an elevator as its cable snaps. The rest will only have to stuff into their mouths even more suspect garbage, when they can get any. Already, Americans can’t help but notice the bizarre, even grotesque, transformation of their already inferior meats, fruits and bread. “What is this?” they shout in disgust.

On 3/9/26, Trump’s 18-year-old granddaughter, Kai, brought the Secret Service to tony Erewhon for some food shopping. Paying $233 for non essentials like a $20 jar of dates and a $20 glass of smoothie, she lamented, “I’m about to go, like, bankrupt with this stuff. I’m going to need to file for bankruptcy.” We only know about Kai’s travails since she’s a YouTube influencer. Among her other recent ordeals, “Driving a NASCAR Race Car for the First Time,” “24 hours with Logan and Jake Paul” and “Flying First Class to the NBA All Star Game.” It ain’t easy to be alone at the top, especially when you have a creative, dancing mind. Visionaries aren’t born every day.

ICE’s arrest of farm workers, too, is part of their effort to make food less affordable. Moreover, ICE’s tactics of racial profiling, arrests without warrants, covering their faces and traveling in unmarked cars condition Americans to accept lawless procedures. Half of the country are outraged, the other half cheer. This division and attendant unrest, even street violence, serve America’s rulers. ICE’s huge prison camps, built in several states, are designed for you.

They’re sowing chaos and scarcity everywhere. From this wrecked world, Greater Israel will rise, so they think. Outrage from hundreds or thousands of Americans being slaughtered will set fire to the USA itself, which they’ve always despised. Iranian-Americans who did the YMCA dance as their people were being shredded by Judeo Christian missiles and bombs are now eyed even more suspiciously as sleeper cells. Stop sucking so hard, fuckers, they’ve always hated you, and I’m talking to you, yes, you, too.