These men all had the same characteristics in common: they each were consumed by personal ambition and their intelligence was infected with an imbalance that could be skewed to his demands. The helicopter landed on the top of a skyscraper and he was escorted to a private elevator that took him to a meeting room where his technocrats awaited him. A servant offered him the central chair and the attending executive technocrats sat down in their respective places.
Each powerful executive wore the almost identical dark suit, the tailoring of which gave the appearance of extreme wealth, but the uniform-like similarity of all the suits robbed a man of his individuality.
The Prince of Darkness first addressed the head of propaganda, as this was truly his favorite endeavor. The Prince of Darkness was pleased and turned to the minister of chemical engineering and food production, A.D. The Prince of Darkness took a deep breath of satisfaction and turned to his financial and economic engineer, Milton Galbraith. Milton had a large pile of papers in front of him covered with systems analyses statistics which, however viewed, could be shown to prove that his economic engineering technologies and managerial skills were consummately productive. Milton Galbraith’s hands began to tremble as the thought of so much power coursed through his flabby gray body.
On the table in front of each executive technocrat was placed a strange metallic plate that all of the men were painfully familiar with. They did so and a burning, piercing, unbearable amount of electrical voltage passed through their bodies shocking them into obedience and forgetfulness. Please enter at least one email addressYou are trying to send out more invites than you have remaining. He glanced at his Italian shoes and noticing a scuffmark, summoned one of his servant girls. Each of these disposable corporate giants was trained to focus on implementing efficient managerial solutions that did not reflect simple human needs. The room was mahogany and glass with views of the vast polluted city spreading out beneath them. The last remnants of their beloved democracy were slipping away from them, just as planned. In their everyday lives these men controlled vast empires of industry, communications, finance, and world trade.

His voice began to tremble and he mumbled, “There are now very few major corporate conglomerates controlling almost all the major information services on the planet. Even if the protests in Europe and America were listened to, they could not stop China, Indonesia, and others. He fervently desired to go over all the relevant statistics with his master – but noting the already bored glare coming toward him, Milton Galbraith wisely chose a shorter reply. International loans, financial trading frenzies, and the inter-dependencies of corporate hierarchies have inextricably woven the planet together. Sweat formed on his cruelly thin upper lip and a strange smile worked its way over his face enhancing his beady eyes. Each squirmed in his chair apprehensive of the inevitable excruciating agonizing jolt they would willingly submit to.
Thus they were programmed in fear and pain, and rewarded in power and wealth, the age-old recipe for tyranny.
A beautiful Oriental child approached him on her knees and, her eyes cast down, began to polish the rich dark leather on his $1000 shoes. Individualism, imagination, and creativity were sacrificed at the altar of profit, statistics, and the oh-so-holy bottom line.
The gullible humans generally were easy to fool especially after the invention of television and mass communications. The small independent newspapers and book publishers are being squeezed out of existence and their voices go unheard.
We also shipped banned chemicals to other countries; they apply them to the fruits and vegetables they grow, and ship them back into the USA. Local governments cannot compete with corporate agendas and can barely control their own lands or destiny. The stage is set for a world economic crash that will allow us to create the One World Order we desire, to eliminate all currencies and initiate the world debit card. Shuffling the papers in front of him in a meaningless way, he began to laugh uncontrollably. He looked out the helicopter window, thinking how he enjoyed these yearly meetings with the elite technocrat managers he had created.
Each of these harbored deep insecurities that allowed them to ignore any pesky nagging conscience.

The men were not loved; in fact, they had come to prefer fear to love and prostitutes to their wives. Television had the added convenience of being hypnotic by the very nature of its technology requiring only the addition of endless repetition to make even the most intelligent and curious human being passive, numb, and unconscious. These men and women consider themselves to be the elite of the world and their narcissism of superiority leaves them pliable to our will. We believe that we are succeeding in aggravating short-term memory loss, which will make the humans ever more accepting of control. Our armies of lawyers, propagandists, paid-for-scientists, and public relations geniuses are masterfully convincing the public that the environmentalists are totally wrong and that global warming is unscientific foolishness. The rich are so consumed with their right to enjoy the profits of their greed, they refuse to believe that more and more people, even children, are becoming homeless, destitute, and hungry. In a state of perpetual trance, the willing audiences had even taken to calling themselves couch potatoes, a term he enjoyed.
They enjoy the arts influence peddling, making sure the will of the common people has been silenced. Sensible common sense queries into the nature of life and political dialogues have been replaced by talk-show propagandists, who broadcast sensationalistic scandals and trials, that dull the mind and the basic need to engage in questioning and doubt.
Some of the chemicals are affecting the endocrine system and will help curtail the burgeoning population within this generation. For him, the term executive had a particularly delicious connotation, meaning he allowed them to execute his will. Genetic alteration had left the human species vulnerable to mind control and the Prince of Darkness was most certainly a master of mind control.
Their water is slowly poisoning them and their homes are made with building materials that continually weaken their immune systems.

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