Anthony Fauci and the Deep State’s Curated Confessions
Over two years ago, back in October 2023, we ran an article on COVID-19, Anthony Fauci, and a CIA whistleblower. It was one of the thousands and thousands of articles written by many a serious observer that helped move the Overton Window for many Americans toward recognizing what was being called the Deep State. It still is called that, of course, but we have learned a great deal since then about the layers to that Deep State and exactly how pernicious it is, exactly the level of seeming-joy they appear to take in humiliating us month after month after month.
Here is that article followed by another a little less kind and a little less hopeful, which we ran several months later.
You may see one stage of the evolution of my personal thinking in just those two pieces. And there was still more evolution to come. My quasi-exit from focusing on politics with Christian culture as a thread started sometime early in Trump’s term and hit its climax with the summer of love squabble with Elon and the narrative war games involving Israel and Iran, both of which, to varying degrees, haven’t stopped. My understanding of the dark side or the Deep State had long been that they “hide in plain sight”–loving every minute of it–but the clarity sharpened when I stumbled across actual terminology for their ongoing, revolting humiliation rituals against us.
One aspect of the Revelation is that “news” seems to repeat itself, cycling back around in a way that makes one wonder, wait a minute, didn’t this happen already? I’ve come to believe this is one insidious way they silence us, through gaslighting and what-should-be-obvious mind control. One hypothetical example might be when they tell us the nuclear weapons that were on the cusp of being finalized for twenty or thirty years were finally taken care of and then a few months later we’re being told we are under threat of nuclear attack from those very same folks.
It is jarring, when you follow the narrative instead of the political hot takes. And it makes you just walk out of the auditorium, or maybe even off the stage if you’ve been sucked in to the drama of it all.
I once thought certain stories were limited hangouts, giving Americans ample opportunities to wake up to the truth on their own timetable. I have come to believe I was both right and wrong–they are limited hangouts, but I no longer believe in the magnanimity of the motive.
And so, right on schedule, another one arrived this week—another story involving Anthony Fauci, intelligence agencies, narrative manipulation, and the slow-motion unveiling of things many Americans were once mocked for even questioning aloud. What caught my attention was not simply the substance of the story itself, but the eerie familiarity of it all, the sense that we were once again being walked back through a corridor we had already traveled years ago, only this time with the lighting adjusted just enough to make the public more comfortable seeing what had always been there. That is the danger in the perpetual movement of the Overton Window: not merely that yesterday’s “conspiracy theory” becomes today’s accepted possibility, but that the public slowly acclimates to revelations that should have shattered trust altogether. The citizen is conditioned to absorb scandal in phases and to process corruption as a as spectacle and entertainment instead of incessant ruptures, dangers, and slow-boiled humiliation..
The great awakening promised in 2020 has happened, indeed. But contrary to my personal expectations and hopes, the unveiling never weakened the system.
It simply showed the Revelation of the Method all along–that they were always showing us who they were, and that we’ve never done a damn thing about it.
Here is the story hook inspiring this article:
Indeed, what is going to be done about it?
Nothing. Nothing is your answer.
That answer sounds cynical at first, perhaps even defeatist, until one juxtaposes it with the pattern that has now repeated itself for years with terrifyingly surgical precision. A whistleblower emerges. Testimony is given. Formerly explosive, conspiratorial claims suddenly become discussable. Media organizations cautiously reposition themselves. Politicians go into outrage performance on Twitter. The public reacts emotionally for several days or just one day, whatever their mood. Then the cycle resets, and the institutions implicated in the scandal continue functioning almost entirely untouched.
And… Rand Paul!
Enter the Revelation of the Method. The danger is not merely that nefarious actors hide information from the public. It is that they increasingly reveal information to the public in carefully curated phases. Yesterday’s “dangerous conspiracy theory” becomes today’s acceptable suspicion, but the teleology of the system never changes, and the bad actors never suffer justice.
And the public grows more comfortably numb with each revelation and turn of the news cycle.
And the public is thus more and more humiliated into submission.
That is how the Overton Window, which has been so beneficial to me and so many others in our awakening and authentic turn back to religion, is unleashed by the enemy. The Window is saving some, but it is destroying more–by the slow boil of desensitization.
This is why I no longer believe the unveiling itself is evidence of victory.
The numbness, the menticide, is politically useful. It allows the regime to conflate awareness with action and cynicism with wisdom. Americans now know far more than they did six years ago concerning intelligence agencies, media coordination, censorship, pharmaceutical corruption, child trafficking, and political manipulation. Epstein is common knowledge now. Yet the practical result of this supposed “great awakening” has been diabolically hollow. The unveiling did not weaken the system. In many respects, it strengthened it, because the revelations themselves became integrated into the spectacle, simply added to an already burgeoning menu of bread and circuses.
It is a system revealing itself gradually while simultaneously conditioning the public to tolerate what is being revealed. It is an ancient system, and it is cunning.
And once one recognizes that pattern, stories involving Fauci, intelligence agencies, COVID origins, censorship, or election interference will feel less like isolated scandals and more like recurring stages in an ongoing psychological operation against the American people. The revelation itself becomes part of the control structure. The Streisand Effect was never merely an unintended consequence of censorship, but a crafty, useful mechanism through which the powers that be can release and redirect narrative pressure, acclimating the population to truths that should–by every sane standard–shatter their trust entirely.
Indeed, Ashe in America, what is going to be done about all of this?
That is no longer merely a political question, or a rhetorical one.
It is becoming a civilizational one, and we had better turn to Christ and His Church before the ruins are real.
