It has happened countless times throughout history; tyrants who once enjoyed absolute power soon found themselves strung up and eventually six feet under because they drank freely from the chalice of hubris. You’d think despots would learn from their predecessors but they never do; the same bravado that led them to ascend to power eventually leads to their tumble. Caesar, Napoleon, Hitler, Mussolini, Hussein, and Gaddafi to name but a few; the number of autocrats who met their fate due to arrogance is too many to list in one article.
You can now throw in Joseph Mengele Biden to the catalogue of tin pot dictators who let their lust for power and their love of vanity lead them to an early grave. You can say he is just “Biden” his time before the eventuality arrives; in fact you can take all his actions over the past month as nothing more than a futile attempt to forestall the day of reckoning that the ruling class in DC are mortified over. January 6th was child’s play and a false flag meant to serve as a pretext to put down a full blown insurrection that is in the offing in the near future. Instead of moderating their extremism and treating us with a modicum of fairness, they can’t help themselves as they pour on the excesses and incentivize a violent revolution that is just awaiting a catalyzing moment.
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— jordan (@JordanUhl) June 7, 2020
It seems like nothing will change until everything changes; what transforms the zeitgeist is a flash of overreach. Take a journey with me to Eastern Europe in 1989. There was a brutal strongman by the name of Nicolae Ceaușescu who ruled the former Soviet bloc nation of Romania with an iron fist. Nicolae rose to power as a most unlikely choice; like Ethiopia’s Mengistu Hailemariam, he was a nobody before infighting after the death of Romania’s leader in 1965 opened the door to Nicolae being a compromise candidate. He took this opportunity and ran with it; within short order he remade the Romanian Workers’ Party in his image and changed it to the Communist Party of Romania.
All it took was a sip of power for him to get drunk of ego. For the next thirty-three years, Nicolae ruled Romania as if he was the second coming of Caligula. All dissent was viciously put down and anyone who dared to question his authority was fed to the dogs. A failed coup in 1984 turned brutal fascist into a savage totalitarian; his answer to every problem was overwhelming force. He terrorized Romanians in ways rarely exceeded in history; so atrocious were his edicts that Romanians kept their mouths shut and stifled their yearnings for freedom for fear of repercussions. It seemed like his reign would only be cut short by father time—a revolution seemed impossible.
Until Nicolae overreached. The moment he overplayed his hand occurred in a town called Timișoara in November of 1989. Out of the countless thousands of Romanians whom Nicolae murdered over three decades, it took the persecution of a Hungarian pastor to arouse the passions of the oppressed. The Romanian military marched into Timișoara to evict László Tőkés from his perch, but his followers—joined spontaneously by students—would not have any of it. Protestors defiantly faced off against military forces, police, and the “Securitate” and refused to leave the side of Tőkés. The standoff lasted for nearly a month before shots rang out; by the time the dust settled, 784 men, women and children were butchered and thousands were injured.
At first nothing changed; Romanians had seen this movie before and no one was willing to become a martyr and become a statistic to be added to Nicolae’s body count. So confident was Nicolae that he departed for Iran the next day only to return on December 21st like a conquering hero. He took to his balcony like a pope and gave a speech to tens of thousands of onlookers who were bused in from all over Romania; he did not realize that the very same people who were taking part in a kabuki dance would in due time be the lynch mob that would string him up. With his wife by his side, he started giving a tone deaf speech that was met by manufactured cheers.
Where he heard thunderous applause and approving praise, in the back the cadence of jeers were slowly cascading forward. With each passing minute, the scoffs grew louder and eventually reached the front. That is when everything changed. If you watch the video above closely, you can actually see the second fear overtook the devil and revealed his true cowardice. Nicolae heard the contemptuous sneers and froze like a deer in headlights. His wife Elena rushed to her husband’s side and tried to steel his spine; she whispered words of encouragement to Nicolae. He tried to regain his swagger, raised his right hand in condescension and then tried to quiet the crowd by promising them more bread and time off. Too late, the congregation he amassed for his benediction smelled blood; soon enough they wanted his crucifixion.
In less than a week, Nicolae went from being an immovable force to a mowed down toad. He and his wife were found cowering in a tank and shortly thereafter executed on Christmas day. In by the gun out by the gun, Nicolae joined the league of tyrants before him who were killed by the very same people they brutally suppressed. This is what every government has feared and the reason why they turn to bread and circus; they distract us with the gladiator sport of politics and make us dependent on their false charity because they know that a people whose spirits are crushed eventually rise up and depose their subjugators. To date, an American president has yet to meet this verdict but that clock is ticking before a POTUS encounters the gruesome fate of Nicolae.
Fearing a reprisal of the French Revolution if and when they implode the economy one more time and leery of becoming the next Ceaușescu, Democrats and Republicans alike are working feverishly to mitigate the risk of a revolution. You have to understand the mass-vaccinations that are taking place within this context, they are not trying to immunize Americans from a pandemic, they are trying to inoculate themselves from a mass uprising. They can’t forestall the inevitable; the economy is going down the tank and there will be massive unemployment; when that day arrives, Americans will have our Timișoara moment.
What the establishment fears more than anything is the moment Americans realize that they have been getting duped for generations and put aside our differences in order to unite and defend our common interests. This is why demagogues on all sides have been weaponized and why charlatans keep feeding us separable grievances. Here is what I know to be true, the same way a Hungarian led a revolution in Romania in 1989, it will take a non-American to foster an uprising. Someone born here and brainwashed with centuries of identity and ideology driven agendas cannot form a solidarity movement, it will take a foreigner to redeem the American dream.
It’s a race between a holocaust on one end and wide-spread insurrection on the other. Joseph Mengele Biden is rushing to eliminate the problem before he gets eliminated himself. But try as he might, the hands of history cannot be stopped. John F. Kennedy once noted “those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable”. We have tried for decades to have a peaceful revolution but our government kept imposing more restrictions and limiting our freedoms; they are now about to find out what Nicolae learned the hard way. We will only take so much before we push back; we are just waiting for a moment of overreach before we overcome our fears and meet our tormentors with force:: #BidenOverreach Click To Tweet