I don’t care about Maduro, as far as I’m concerned, they can shoot him if they want. What matters to me is walking through the streets of my city and seeing the faces of fear on my neighbors. The military patrolling to prevent looting due to panic. It’s a collective hangover, a horrible one.
It’s 2016 all over again. It’s seeing despair entering the circulatory system of all Venezuelans, only now it’s more sudden, and we are painfully aware of it.
This is far from improving, and we know it.
We will indeed soon have our new God, and we are indeed building it with our own hands.
What was it, a week ago, Joe Rogan is seriously positing the idea that… if Jesus came back, he’d come back as an AI?
The tech C suites clearly are already members of the AI-God cult, get ready for that kinda thing to get more and more common amongst us proles.
Cults tend proliferate in times of great change, hardship, and uncertainty, and quite literally, any half charismatic wacko can just make one up.