Factscinator on Steve Kirsch's newsletter

Satire holds a mirror not merely to folly, but to evil—exposing, with unflinching clarity, the grotesque theatre of a satanic cabal that flippantly weighs human life like entries in a blood-soaked ledger. Whether through overt culling or the more insidious cruelty of monetized misery—where each so-called ‘solution’ births a new profitable ‘problem,’ demanding yet another ‘solution,’ and so the cycle spins—their infernal carousel turns on the illusion of invisible phantoms paraded as pathogens, endlessly ‘treated’ by a cult of allopathy that never cures, only profits. Ad nauseam. Ad infinitum. But know this: should anyone attempt to pierce my flesh—or that of my loved ones—with their 'sacramental' poison, their ‘holy water’ of death and deception, I will resist with every ounce of my being. Peacefully, if I can. Forcefully, if I must. Still think I’m just having a laugh? Then you’ve mistaken gallows humour for complicity—and satire for non-intervention!!