Welcome listener to chapter 121 of the QAnon Anonymous podcast, The Society of the Spectacle

Episode.

As always, we are your host, Jake Rockatansky, Julian Fields, and Travis Vue.

The long shadow of the deep state casts itself across the crowd, gathered to finally hear

the seven trumpets sound.

But as they gaze up at their monolith-shaped savior, in the minutes past, the statuesque

man emits no call.

Murmors make their way through the dark masses.

Is this not the end?

Has the storm been delayed?

Soon anger erupts, not at the president, of course, but rather at the shadows blanketing

the crowd.

People turn on one another as they scramble for the thinning slivers of remaining light.

Doctors and merchants, once talentless nobodies, spring up from the crowd to emboldened and

monetized the despair and fury.

Then a solitary sound, like the dying note of some ancient instrument.

The masses watch in horror and elation as their savior's body begins disintegrating.

And for just a moment, faces in the crowd are illuminated by stray beams of light.

But not for long.

Just as the president disappears, a smoke like miasma fills his space, hanging malevolently.

In it, faces appear, cycling wildly.

HW Bush, Richard Brennan, John Foster Dulles, jared from subway.

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