#[And (un)fortunately Nathan is family-.. so...]

[amischiefofmuses]

Stryfe, if - knowing all that you know now about your family, and Cable - if you could go back and trade places with him...Would you do it, meaning it would effectively put Cable through the same hell you endured?

Random asks always welcomed || Accepting

His body tenses as he ponders the question, considers the WEIGHT of what that would mean. Cable by no means had an easy life, their time was rife with violence and struggles to survive and he'd still not met their family until fairly recently, in the grand scheme. Yet from what Stryfe knew, he also had support, those he cared about and- most importantly- cared about him. Whether it be a team mate, a mentor or relationships of a more intimate variety, Cable was leagues ahead of him with those experiences and oh, how he envied it. Should it have been him instead?

-- ❝… No.❞ He finally mutters after that extended pause, hands clasped so tight together the claws of the gauntlet groan against the metal plating of his palm. ❝Apocalypse wanted Cable for his machinations, he would have seen them through if he had Nathan instead.❞ It's not a lie but- perhaps not the full truth, not the ONLY reason. The idea of Cable suffering would have been satisfying once upon a time, vindicating, but now it makes his stomach twist. For his father's sake, he tells himself. -- ❝Who knows what that madman would've accomplished.❞

[master-sass-blast]

Of House and Home.

Aaaaand back to the wedding themed stuff!!!

(Also next week’s fic is the wedding fic! :D)

Summary: your friends make a vykup nevesty of sorts for you and Piotr after your wedding rehearsal --and there’s a very big surprise waiting for you at the end of it.

Rating: T for mild references to sex, references to childhood trauma, and swear words.

Pairings: Piotr Rasputin x Reader and Alexandra Rasputin x Nikolai Rasputin.

Set after the ending of “The Moments in Our Lives Leading Up ‘Til Now.”

Taglist: @marvel-is-perfection, @chromecutie, @super-darkcloudstudent, @girl-obsessed-with-things, @nebulous-leo

The ceremony rehearsal goes off like a dream. Everything goes smoothly, no tech errors happen, Piotr actually laughs when you switch out your vows for a joke version made entirely out of cheesy pick-up lines…

Perfection, short and simple.

The dinner party afterwards also goes flawlessly. You and Piotr had opted to order pizza to keep it simple and friendly for everyone, and it basically amounts to a massive pizza party with your dearest friends and family.

Except the two of you are getting married tomorrow –and also you each shove cake in each other’s faces because it’s fun, but you hadn’t wanted to ruin your dress.

Everyone chuckles and claps as you wipe your respective faces off –and also as you wipe each other’s faces off because it’s kind of hard to get all the frosting off without help—and then Neena stands up. “Alright, so, some of us planned a bit of a game for the groom-and-bribe-to-be for while everyone ate. You two are going to have to answer questions and preform tasks for some hints that will help you earn a prize at the end.”

Piotr raises an eyebrow, but grins anyway. “Sounds like vykup nevesty.”

“We were deeply inspired,” Wade comments, waggling his nonexistent eyebrows.

“What’s the prize?” you ask, wiggling in your seat a little.

“You’ll find out at the end,” Neena says as she taps at her phone screen. “Alright, who’s ready to watch!” She grins when everyone else cheers. “Okay, first question: what is each of your favorite foods? Piotr, you answer for Y/N, and Y/N answers for Piotr.”

“Pancakes or Cheetos,” Piotr says automatically, the picture of confidence.

“Yeah, but which one?” Neena retorts.

Piotr’s face goes blank, prompting several chuckles from the crowd. “Uh… they are both equally beloved?”

“Pick one.”

“Wait!” you interrupt as Piotr mulls it over. “This is one of the questions I put for the actual vykup nevesty! What the hell!”

“We had you write some extra,” Neena reassures you. “Just for this.”

“I think… it is pancakes?” Piotr says, shooting you an unsure glance before looking back at Neena. “She has me make those for her most often… so… pancakes.”

“That’s… correct!”

The crowd –which is really just Piotr’s family, Yukio, Ellie, Russell, Wade, Kitty, and Nate—lets up another round of cheers and applause.

You stare at Piotr when Neena turns to you for your answer. “Uh… uh… uh…”

“Come on!” Ellie interjects when you blank out for too long. “This one’s easy!”

“It is not!” you protest. “He eats weird stuff! Like Grape Nuts! And plain baked chicken! And raw celery! No one actually likes any of those things!”

“Okay, yeah,” Ellie concedes. “But there’s only one thing he makes a point to carry around with him on a daily basis.”

You gape at your fiancé as he starts laughing. “Protein bars? Your favorite food is protein bars? It’s protein bars—” you turn to Neena really quick “—his favorite food is protein bars. Really?” You turn back to Piotr. “No one likes those that much!”

“They taste good!” Piotr defends himself between chuckles. “I like protein bars. You like Cheetos.”

“Cheetos actually taste good!”

“They do not taste like anything!”

“You guys have one point!” Neena interjects while everyone else laughs at your antics. “Next question: what is each of your two’s favorite look for each other?”

“Literally anything, but especially one of your sweaters and a pair of jeans because you are forever telling me how adorable I look when I wear your sweaters,” you fire off after a moment of thought.

Piotr nods, smiling softly. “That is probably best answer. And you…” He frowns. “I feel like… when I wear nice suit… but I am not sure…”

“Babe,” you say with mock seriousness. “Think like me. Think about how I would answer this question.”

He stares at you for a moment, then his expression shifts to one of annoyed endearment. “When I wear nothing. That is what you like best.”

You grin impishly. “Hell yeah.”

“Ding ding ding!” Neena says while everyone else chuckles. “Another point for you two! Alright, last question: what is the funniest thing either of you has said during sex?”

You stare at Neena while Piotr turns red and buries his face in his hands. “Wait, what?”

“Essentially, what is the funniest thing that has been said while the two of you were having sex and who said it. You both need to have the same answer, and you can’t coordinate on this. So take a minute to think, and then when you’re ready say it at the same time.”

“Why would you write this as question?” Piotr murmurs as Mikhail cackles.

“I didn’t!” you insist. “Otherwise, I’d know what the answer is!”

Wade raises his hand, waggling his fingers as he smirks proudly.

“Of course,” Piotr grumbles, shaking his head. He glances over at you. “I have my answer.”

You start laughing. “Yeah –I mean, it’s kind of obvious.”

“Alright. Three, two, one—”

“The time I said I thought you’d—” You break off into peals of laughter, almost falling out of your seat. “I thought you’d be bigger!”

“The time you said you thought I would be ‘bigger,’” Piotr says at the same time, pursing his lips together as he chuckles.

The uproar from the crowd is immediate. Everyone starts laughing –Alex almost chokes on her drink, while Illyana scrunches up her face like she wants to forget having ever heard that, and Mikhail actually does fall out of his seat.

“I can attest,” Wade says, raising his hand. “That he is sized proportionately.”

Piotr chucks a plastic fork from the cake-face-smashing endeavor at Wade’s head. “Shut up.”

“That’s a match!” Neena announces. “Which means you have a total of three points, have passed the first challenge, and have earned your first hint!”

You take an envelope she offers, and open it to pull out…

Two house keys on key rings.

You and Piotr both frown as you examine the keys.

“We already have keys to Xavier’s,” you say as you look back at Neena.

She just smiles like she knows something you don’t –which, given the setup of this game, is pretty accurate. “It’ll make sense at the end. Alright, the next challenge is couple’s yoga!”

You and Piotr both groan while everyone else laughs.

“You guys need five points to get the next hint! Each pose is worth a point, and there’s ten poses in total, so there’s some room for error on this one.”

You stretch your shoulders as you stand up. “Alright. What’s on the docket?”

The short answer: nothing easy.

Granted, you and Piotr are in good shape and aren’t exactly super… un-limber, but it would seem that your beloved friends and family have taken into account your height differences in picking the poses –meaning that they picked the ones where Piotr’s massive size makes everything extra difficult.

“Absolutely not!” Kitty shouts when you try to fly yourself into the right position. “That is totally cheating!”

“It’s within my ability set!” you argue. “No one said I couldn’t use my natural abilities to do the poses!”

Fortunately, the two of you manage to do five of the poses successfully and get your next hint…

Which is a receipt for two welcome mats, a set of champagne glasses, and a bottle of champagne.

“It’s the right thing,” Neena says when you try to hand the receipt back to her, under the impression that she may have handed you the wrong thing. “Do either of you have any guesses about what the prize is?”

“Fuck if I know,” you mutter as you scan the receipt again before setting it next to the keys.

“Alright, last challenge.” Neena walks so she’s standing behind two chairs, which Alex and Nate just so happen to be seated in, respectively. “You two have to make these to cry.”

You snort. “What the fuck?”

“Clarification: you’ll be talking about why you love your spouse-to-be and when you knew you wanted to marry them, that sort of thing. The goal is to make each of our soldier types here shed sappy, weepy tears of joyful emotion.”

Piotr simply stares at his mother, looking dumbfounded. “I think I have seen you cry… perhaps ten times? Less than?”

Alexandra simply smirks and shrugs at her son.

“I’ve seen you cry twice,” you say to Nathan. “And one of those times was due to eyedrops.”

“Alright, time to start cutting those sweet, sweet onions!” Neena cheers as Ellie pulls out her phone and starts filming. “Piotr, you’re up to bat first. Why do you love Y/N and when did you know you wanted to marry her?”

Piotr shakes his head, smiling softly. “I love everything about her. Everything there is to what makes Y/N ‘Y/N.’ And I knew within first year.”

“Of dating?” you ask, almost incredulous.

“Yes, but also… I think within knowing you,” Piotr amends. “I knew that if you were interested in me and were interested in marriage, that was what I wanted. I knew I wanted a partner like you, someone with tenacity and excitement for life, and lucky for me you were interested.”

Mikhail mimes gagging and sticks a finger down his throat.

“Y/N,” Neena says, ignoring the eldest Rasputin’s antics. “What about you?”

“Is it a cheat answer to say ‘ditto?’” you ask, which earns several chuckles from the room. “No, no… I mean, I like everything about you, too. I like how gentle you are, how much you invest in the kids you teach, how patient you are… with me especially…” You giggle at him while he smiles at you. “And as far as marriage goes…” You quirk your mouth to the side as you think it over. “I mean, I don’t think it was so much a point of me realizing I wanted to marry you as it was… me realizing that I was ‘marriage material.’ Like, I definitely had those points of ‘man, this dude is awesome and I want to spend the rest of my life with him, and I’d love to marry him someday,’ but those really coincided with me realizing that I’m worth being loved in the first place. And I’ve always been happy with the concept of marrying you, but I think it really all solidified in the last two years because I finally got past the fear that… I don’t know, that my biological parents would be right and I’d wind up all alone, and I was finally able to trust in my own worth enough to stop doing the anxiety questioning thing of whether you’d really stick with me or not.” You frown as you look up at Piotr. “Does that make sense?”

He smiles and nods. “Makes perfect sense to me,” he murmurs as he bends over to kiss your forehead. “Also, I think we win.”

You look over, realize that both Alex and Nate are wiping tears from their eyes, and pump both your fists in the air. “Yeah! Exploiting childhood trauma for the win!”

That prompts shocked laughter from everyone –especially Mikhail, who collapses to the ground while practically howling with laughter.

“Alright,” Neena says as she hands you a folded-up piece of paper. “We’ll call that win. Here’s your last hint. This should be everything you two need to figure out what your prize is.”

You unfold the piece of paper—

It’s a top-down view of a massive estate, with a larger building in the front surrounded by a sea of grass and a few trees, with a band of trees all around it, save for one spot that’s been cleared out and has a decently sized house in the center of the clearing.

Piotr frowns as he stares down at the picture. “What… what is this?”

“It’s Xavier’s estate,” you say. You recognize it from flying over it often enough. “But it doesn’t have that building at the back.” You tap the house in the clearing which normally would be –should be—trees. “Did someone photoshop this?”

“It’s not photoshopped,” Neena says. “You’re right that it’s a picture of Xavier’s estate.”

The two of you stare up at her, completely stumped.

“What else did you get?” Wade prompts the two of you. “What were the other hints?”

“Two keys and a receipt,” you say.

“What was on the receipt?” Ellie asks, grinning broadly.

“Welcome mats, champagne, and champagne glasses,” Piotr reads off. “And we also got keys.”

“What kind of keys are they?” Neena asks. “And what do you use welcome mats for?”

“They’re house keys,” you say as you hold up one of key rings. “And welcome mats…” You gape as the lightbulb goes off in your head. “Wait, what? What? What!”

Piotr’s right behind you on the realization train. “…No. No. You…”

Neena points towards the back of Xavier’s property –the ceremony’s being held outside, which means the rehearsal was outside, and you’d all opted to eat outside for simplicity’s sake. “Go check it out, guys.”

You immediately book it towards the back of the property, and get about ten feet away before you realize Piotr isn’t following you because he’s picking up all the hints. “Oh my gosh, come on!” you exclaim, grabbing his hand and yanking him towards the tree line.

Sure enough, once you two get close enough to the back of the property, you see a clear cut path in the trees and underbrush that you don’t remember being there the last time you were out here.

You dart down the path, with Piotr close on your heels. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit—

It’s a beautiful, two story white house with a wraparound covered porch, a pitch black shingled roof and dark blue shutters on all the windows.

You clap a hand over your mouth, tears welling up in your eyes as you take it all in.

Piotr comes to a stop behind you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders as he gawks at the house. “Bozhe moi…”

“It’s a house, baby,” you whisper. “It’s our house.”

And that ultimately does it for you. You start crying and turn to face him so you can bury your face in your fiancé’s chest.

Piotr hugs you close, kissing the top of your head as you cry tears of joy. “It is. It’s ours.”

You look up at him and realize he’s teared up as well. “I love you so much.”

He beams down at you as he wipes off your cheeks with his thumbs. “I love you, too. So very much.”

You kiss him passionately, deeply, then grin up at him when the kiss ends. “Wanna check out our new house?”

He lets out an excited giggle and nods. “Sure.”

The two of you climb the steps of the porch –and there’s one of the welcome mats at the front door. There’s a bit of hesitation over who should unlock and open the front door, since it’s both of yours’ new home and this is both of yours’ first time being here, until you suggest “putting it in together” with a waggle of your eyebrows, at which Piotr laughs and agrees, and then you both slide the key into the lock together and turn the handle together—

And then the door’s swinging open, and Piotr –ever the gentleman—ushers you over the threshold first.

It opens into a hallway that leads straight back to the rest of the house, save for one room on each side of the front entrance. There’s what looks like a living room type of room on the right that’s otherwise closed off from the rest of the house, and what is probably going to wind up being a dining room on the left that has another entrance at the back of the room that you wager leads to wherever the kitchen is.

“Oh my gosh,” you murmur as you look around. “I almost don’t want to walk in. I’m afraid of ruining everything.”

Piotr kisses the top of your head and gently nudges you forward. “Go on. It is your home. You cannot ruin it.”

There’s a powder bathroom further along on the right side of the hall, and then the space opens up into a spacious kitchen on the left and “hang out” area on the right that has a fireplace built into it. The space on the right has a hallway that leads to a different room on the side closest to you, and on the side furthest from you is a staircase that leads up to the second floor. Between kitchen and the living area space are a set of French doors that overlook the deck and yard space.

“Wow.” You press a hand against your chest, throat constricting with emotion as you take it all in. “It’s really beautiful.”

“It is,” Piotr agrees quietly, just as awestruck and overwhelmed at you are.

The two of you poke around in the kitchen first. There’s a bottle of champagne and two glasses sitting on the counter, along with a card that says “Welcome home” that’s been signed by your friends and family on the inside.

Piotr pops open the bottle and pours a glass for each of you. “To being home.”

You grin and clink your glass against his. “To being home.”

The kitchen’s already fully set up as far as the appliances go. There’s an oven with a gas range, a fridge, a dishwasher, and a microwave installed, ready for use. The cabinets and drawers –of which there are plenty—are empty, but that’s not a problem. They’ll be filled as you and Piotr and your future children grow into the space.

On the left side of the kitchen, towards the back, is a door that leads to a massive pantry space –which, as you suspected earlier, connects to the dining room.

The two of you head back to the kitchen and connected living area and head down the smaller hallway, which leads to two doors. The first, at the furthest end of the hall, leads to a flight of stairs –which tuck under the main set of stairs by the kitchen—that lead to a basement, and the other door—

Opens to Piotr’s art studio, which already has everything from his old studio in the mansion in it. It’s even set up the same way he had it set up in the old space. Hell, even the windows are oriented in the same direction.

Piotr gapes as he takes it all in, no doubt noting how perfectly the space as been set up to replicate his original studio. “How did we not notice any of this happening?”

“I don’t know!” you exclaim, laughing slightly. “I really don’t know!”

The two of you head up the main flight of stairs to the second floor, and are greeted by more doors than you originally expected.

You look up at Piotr and find your shock mirrored in his expression. “These… these would all be bedrooms, right? Why do we have so many bedrooms?”

“I do not know,” he admits. “I guess… we should look.”

Four of the doors lead to what look like bedroom spaces. All of the closets have built in shelves and drawers, and one of the rooms also has a built-in full bathroom.

One of the doors is another full bathroom with a double sink vanity and a separate “toilet closet” attached to the space.

The second floor is clearly designed to host a lot of people. But does that mean you’ll be having a lot of guests, or…

The last door leads to what is clearly the master suite –which already has the bed from the room you two share, along with the frame designed to hold Piotr’s weight in and out of armor, set up next to a set of French doors that lead to a balcony.

Piotr’s desk and chair –also designed to take his full armored weight—are also there, and next to them… are not your original desk or chair, but a newly built desk and a regular office chair.

You pick up a sticky note attached to the top of your desk.

Xavier needed his furniture for some incoming residents. Didn’t want you to go without a desk. -Dad.

Piotr just shakes his head as he stares at the room. “Seriously, how did we not notice this happening?”

There’s a full bathroom attached to the suite, along with a closet with more built-in shelves and drawers—

And several boxes containing all your two’s clothes.

“We are the most oblivious idiots in the world,” you laugh when you see the boxes. “There’s no other explanation.”

Piotr hugs you against his chest. “Good thing we are getting married.”

You grin up at him. “I certainly like to think so.”

By the time the two of you head back downstairs, everyone else has gathered on the front porch –except for Alex, who’s stepped over the threshold and is peering around despite Nikolai’s protests.

“Okay,” you say when you reach the front door. “How did you guys even pull all this off?”

“We all chipped in,” Neena says. “Your uncle helped, too. Once we realized the problems you two would have finding a place to live with your mutant statuses –especially with Y/N’s history—we wanted to make sure you’d have a place to live and grow into. Xavier was cool with us building on the property since Y/N’s here under a protective order and Piotr’s the future headmaster, and everything kind of worked itself out from there.”

Wade mutters something under his breath that sounds suspiciously like “lazy writing.”

“So yeah.” Neena smiles. “Welcome home. Do you guys like it?”

“We love it,” Piotr says as he wipes tears from his eyes. “It is… it is more than we could have ever asked for. It is more than you all should have done.”

Wade waves his hand dismissively –albeit with dramatic flair. “You’re basically the most grade-A, decent people to have ever lived. That means you deserve good shit. It’s happening. Let it happen.”

Hug are exchanged all around, along with repeated thank you’s—

And then Nikolai starts sputtering in mildly embarrassed sounding Russian when Alex starts poking around in the front of the house again.

“They have not seen inside yet,” Piotr translates to you when you shoot him a curious look.

“Go on! Show them!” you encourage, waving him off. “I’ll catch up in a couple minutes.”

Piotr kisses your cheek before ushering his family inside—

Which leaves you on the front porch with Nate, Neena, and Wade, since everyone else went inside with Piotr and his family.

“There’s four extra bedrooms upstairs,” you say quietly, looking between the three remaining people for some sort of explanation.

“We wanted to make sure the space would take care of your needs so you wouldn’t have to add onto it or move,” Nate says, equally as quiet. “I did a quick look into future records.”

Which means those four bedrooms are going to be occupied long-term, which means –given that it’s the most logical explanation—that you’re going to have at least four kids, depending on how everything times out.

And, granted, there’s a lot of ways to have kids, but your hand still goes to your abdomen of its own accord as you look back into the house. Seems like the future is here.

[moonchronicles-blog]

Is Illuminati Real?

To be frank, I never imagined the day where I’d need to debunk this absolutely inane myth. However, with the rise of Tamil videos regarding “the 13 families that control the world”, it’s best I address this matter and nip it in the bud, before it reaches contagious levels and also swallows the mainstream. 

First bear in mind that such conspiracy theories are only believed and spread by basement dwellers and neo Nazis in the West and by Islamic fundamentalists in the Middle East, Iran, Pakistan, etc. The common people of these nations don’t even care about whether they exist.

This theory was first propounded in Tamil Nadu by Naam Tamilar founder Seeman on 05/03/2017 (May 3, 2017). He claimed that 13 families ruled the entire planet and possessed 99% of all wealth on earth while 1% of the wealth was left to the people of the world. In other words, they’d make India’s Birlas, Tatas, Ambanis, etc, look like street-side beggars. Obviously this is his desperate move to stay relevant in the backdrop of crippling issues facing the state of Tamil Nadu. However, it won’t cut ice with people who have an IQ of at least 50 or 60.

First things first. Illuminati (meaning “the illuminated/enlightened”) was originally represented by the Owl of Minerva and not the Eye of Horus over a pyramid as it’s believed to be now. It was formed on May 1, 1776 by German philosopher Adam Weishaupt and was initially known as Bavarian Illuminati. They were basically a group of people who opposed the power of the Catholic Church (based in Vatican) and wanted to illuminate the people about their superstitions and prejudices. Basically what Periyar was to us in Tamil Nadu. They started with five people and expanded to thousands. They recruited plenty of Freemasons and their power existed to a reasonable extent till the end of the American Civil War. Conspiracy theorists claim that the existence of organizations such as Skull & Bones (formed in 1832, a secret society at Yale University, New Haven, Connecticut), are examples that Illuminati is alive.

Skull & Bones was formed by Freemasons. Freemasons were already heavily depleted around the time of the American Civil War which lasted from 1861 to 1865. Freemasons fought on both sides: for the Confederate and for the Union forces. A prominent personality among them was Albert Pike who was also a general of the Confederate forces. They were basically cults doing social service spread in pockets across America. Even today, they are present in pockets worldwide. While some of them ban religion & politics and even women from joining, some of them are liberal. The American Civil War is a LONG story that needs a separate post and dedicated time, so I’ll leave it at that.

In the meantime, you can read this page to know about the activities of some of these Freemasons during the American Civil War: http://www.angelfire.com/me/reenact/masons.html

That for the introduction and brief history of what was originally the Bavarian Illuminati. Now on to today. This is what Illuminati is believed to be today.

Yes, the eye of Horus over a pyramid is what everybody calls Illuminati, going to the extent of saying even the US government is controlled by them, just because the $1 bill carries a triangular pyramid! 

The first question that would arise in one’s mind is, why is it only present in the $1 bill? Why not, say the $2 bill?

The $5 bill?

The $10 bill?

The $20 bill?

The $50 bill?

The $100 bill?

Where’s the Illuminati in any of the other bills except the $1 one? Is it because Illuminati are street-side beggars that they only represent themselves in $1 bills and not in, say $100 bills? 

The second question that arises in our minds is: Isn’t the Illuminati supposed to be a SECRET organization? Why would a secret organization leave behind its fingerprints or footprints? Would a murderer leave behind any evidence of his murder? Wouldn’t the first task of this group be to destroy all evidence of their existence and crimes if they’re a SECRET organization? 

Apparently the Illuminati express themselves in hand symbols such as these.

Apparently wiping your asses and raising clenched fists exposing your armpits to the crowd are the only hand symbols to indicate you are not part of the Illuminati. Or did I miss that memo? See the 4th symbol above, and look closely at the Thiruvalluvar statue at Kanyakumari.

If I were a brain dead follower of Seeman and a believer of such bullshit conspiracy theories, I’d say: “Yes! Thiruvalluvar is Illuminati! Confirmed!” Seeman logic. Apparently Seeman in his business as an eternal junior broker to Vaiko doesn’t realize the importance of trust and truth. Wait a second....

Even Seeman’s idol had shown the first Illuminati hand gesture with his left hand! Didn’t Seeman just show the Illuminati symbol in the image on the top of this post?

The third question that strikes me is: Why would the Illuminati not eliminate anybody, either by expelling or by murdering, those who expose their hand symbols and hence their allegiance to their group? Why would a SECRET society not coverup its tracks by killing or expelling such people? Like Singer Beyoncé?

Freemasons & Illuminati have never made news, in Russia nor China. Forget them, they aren’t in the news, even in North Korea & Iran! Wonder why!? Anybody has any answer why!?

Seeman claimed that he read a book written by John Perkins titled “Confessions of an Economic Hit Man” and got no sleep. He also asked us to read it. He cited Somalia as an example. Somalia is a case where thorium reserves were rich. This was why the last regime headed by Siad Barre in Somalia was toppled in 1991, to pave way for extracting all the thorium (Rings a bell - Sasikala Natarajan and her VV Builders). There’s no denying that US & EU were involved in the operation, at least in part. However there has been no explanation regarding how the Illuminati was ever involved in ousting Siad Barre.

On August 22, 1993, the USA, along with Pakistan and Italy, initiated an operation termed “Operation Gothic Serpent” to capture a dreaded Somalian pirate Mohamed Farrah Aidid. It lasted 2 months till October 13. This was later made into a film titled “Black Hawk Down”.

There’s no denying that secret societies exist. But if they were so powerful, they can’t miss us. If not the US (CNN, CNBC, etc) media, the Russian (Russia Today) or Chinese (Xinhua) media would cover it. If not them, at least North Korea (Korean Central News Agency) or Iran (PressTV) would. If not them, who would???? Why is there absolutely no coverage? Because it’s all basically truckloads of bullshit. 

Moreover, if the Illuminati were so all encompassing, how come the Internet is full of videos exposing Illuminati? Shouldn’t they have been gagged, at least by now?

Rothschild conspiracy theories are another set of bollocks that don’t cut ice with people who have at least a basic knowledge of economics. Somebody with that knowledge would know how hard it is to regulate a local economy like that of, say Tamil Nadu, forget about controlling the world as claimed by conspiracy theorists. Here is Baba Ramdev “exposing” Rothschild. Wonder how a powerful organization like them hasn’t sued Baba for libel yet!?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hVY7lOGRcM

The Rothschild family did have financial influence in the 1800s, especially in Europe, and it’s true they did manipulate wars like the Franco-British war when Napoleon Bonaparte was marching throughout Europe. Mayer Rothschild placed his five sons as his (family) business partners: the eldest Amschel Mayer Rothschild in Frankfurt, Salomon Mayer Rothschild in Vienna, Nathan Mayer Rothschild in London, Calmann Mayer Rothschild in Naples, and the youngest Jakob Mayer Rothschild in Paris. Mayer was given some important papers by his trading partner Landgrave William, to protect the latter’s wealth from Napoleon. Mayer sent it to his son Nathan in London, who used the money to finance the British Army. Nathan already managed the bulk of William’s money, much of it invested in the British Crown. William was familiar with such transactions as his father gained all that wealth by financing Britain in its wars on its American colonies.

Nevertheless, Rothschilds’ savvy investments of William’s money paid off well, and turned the Rothschild family into a powerful financial/banking dynasty. 

Four of Mayer’s sons had sons of their own, who were sent to other financial centers in other countries. They practiced inbreeding in order to preserve their bloodline from outsiders. They were stabilizing currencies across nations to keep economies running. At the height of their dominance in the 1800s, the wealth of the dynasty would’ve been the single biggest fortune in human history.

However, with the advent of the two world wars, their financial power was broken and replaced by other institutes such as the International Monetary Fund (IMF). Basically the Rothschild dynasty was doing in the 1800s, what the IMF is doing today. For more information, see here. 

Now on to the Bilderberg group. This group is just a self-absorbed group of very wealthy businessmen who think they’re all important. Apparently they set agendas every year. God knows what agendas they set, how many of them succeeded, how much they gained out of killing Hezbollah soldiers, bombing Syrian army and air bases, capturing weapons from Iranian soldiers, etc. 

All the problems Seeman cries about can actually be fixed locally by appropriately turning/shifting government gears like regulations, rules, restrictions, etc, and internationally by diplomacy. For instance, if the USA adds pressure with the backing of the UK and France, China and Russia can and will veto America’s resolution (like over Syria and Sri Lanka). If China and Russia try to bring a resolution, the US, the UK and France can go against it (like over Palestine/Israel). Nevertheless, only if all 5 members agree, can a resolution be passed by the UN Security Council (UNSC). And no, it’s NOT controlled by Rothschilds or Illuminati. If you have any evidence, provide it immediately.

With this, I end my post on the conspiracy theories involving the Illuminati and so on. These theories are just propounded by idiots with no life and who want to blame others for their own failures. To make it simple: I expect, around 100s of years later, some Hindu cranks would blame Dravidar Kazhagam and DMK, for all their failures. Oh wait, already some idiots are blaming DMK for the Eelam genocide, while a handful are still blaming DMK for Rajiv Gandhi’s murder by LTTE! Same story, different parameters and variables/values. This is what conspiracy theories (Illuminati or otherwise) are all about!

Thank you all for reading. Have a good day.