August 21, 2018
Somedays, I wonder what it is to walk around with a big block of soy where your head should be.
“We’re going to tag you like cattle, goy!”
“Gee whiz! Sure thing, boss!”
When Patrick McMullan wants a Diet Dr Pepper while he’s at work, he pays for it with a wave of his hand. McMullan has a microchip implanted between his thumb and forefinger, and the vending machine immediately deducts money from his account. At his office, he’s one of dozens of employees who have been doing likewise for a year now.
McMullan is the president of Three Square Market, a technology company that provides self-service mini-markets to hospitals, hotels, and company break rooms. Last August, he became one of roughly 50 employees at its headquarters in River Falls, Wisconsin, who volunteered to have a chip injected into their hand.
I’m pretty convinced now that there are basically going to be two castes of people in the near future – Good Goys and Bad Goys.
Good goys will be kept alive on a steady slow-drip diet of soy (bought with their easy to scan embedded microchips) and use their insect-like intelligence to keep the whole Deep Soy State operation running.
And the bad goys will not even be allowed to use buses or hold down jobs. They won’t be chipped, you see.
We’re actually not all that far away from it all coming to pass.
For example, ever try to ride the bus in Sweden?
You have to use a credit card. So they can keep tabs on your movement, I assume.
And they’re talking about creating a cashless society.
I learned this the hard way when the bus driver wouldn’t take my cash. I tried to communicate to him in the language of his people: “BYORK BYORK CUCK BYORK!” I bellowed at him, but he just shook his head and gestured at my credit card.
The thought occurred to me: what if they start denying bank accounts for nationalists and deplorables? How are you going to ride the bus then?
Funny enough, the article does indeed mention Sweden as the model going forward.
The idea came about in early 2017, he says, when he was on a business trip to Sweden—a country where some people are getting subcutaneous microchips to do things like enter secure buildings or book train tickets. It’s one of very few places where chip implants, which have been around for quite a while, have taken off in some fashion.
OF COURSH! It just had to be Sweden! Not even surprised.
And I’m not even sure that it’s the Jews that can be blamed for this one. It’s the SWPL-consumer bugman mentality that’s really to blame here. And it’s the nerds. The ones who always just create new tech and never ask about the consequences of creating that tech and promoting it because they are literally just clever insect-people that need to be kept on the receiving end of a stiff slipper.
The chips he and his employees got are about the size of a very large grain of rice. They’re intended to make it a little easier to do things like get into the office, log on to computers, and buy food and drinks in the company cafeteria. Like many RFID chips, they are passive—they don’t have batteries, and instead get their power from an RFID reader when it requests data from the chip (McMullan’s chip includes identifying information to grant him access to the building, as well as some basic medical information, for instance).
You know, it occurs to me that Kaczynski’s whole “ditch civilization” thing really isn’t possible because most people just don’t have the willpower to live according to principles of any kind, even if they do believe them. They will need a push.
And if civilization starts rejecting large chunks of the population, they may just not have a choice on the matter soon… so what will happen?
_>:The year is 2037
The Soy class has moved to their gated communities and employ drones to monitor the favelas where the Bad Whites and the Brown hordes fight it out for scraps every day. There is talk of moving, “Offworld.” But few can afford it.
A few groups of White retreat to the mountains and the woods, reduced to taking potshots at drone patrols and sabotaging the Soys’ regular shipments of Soylent Combo Meals.
Red meat has been banned. The Golden Arcs have been abandoned for decades now. Only small dedicated bands of worshippers still worship in the dusty ruins, to the red-haired God of better times.
Soy has become sentient and is now hell-bent on eradicating all traces of testosterone-based lifeforms.
A lone man, clutching a copy of “The Unabomber’s Manifesto” roams the desolate plains of North America, searching for a way to save the world…
Well, you get the picture.
Interesting times ahead!