The snowflake propagandists aren’t just thin-skinned, but malicious, too.

Think about this: journalists in Canada never kept up with anything and their industry collapsed, but then instead of reporting critically about the government (which is what journalists are supposed to do), they prostituted themselves to them and took taxpayer money to prop them up.

You express your displeasure about a defective product by not buying it, but the government acts like a wife-beater and forces you to pay for the defective product you refuse to use because, you know, we have to keep a rigged system in place so we can feign democracy.

How bad is Canadian journalism? Technically, not bad since we don’t actually have it.

Maybe one or two outlets, such as Blacklock’s Reporter, which unfairly gets tagged as right-of-centre, but that’s because the Fiberals have in power for so long and their mandate is to watch the federal government. They weren’t making kissy faces at Harper’s Gory government, either.

And they don’t take federal kept journalist money, either.

We have propagandists and narcissists cosplay as journalists, but the actual journalism thingy doesn’t exist and absolutely hasn’t for the last seven years. Any media outlet that is dependent on state funding is not an actual media outlet. It is a propaganda outlet.

I worked in Canadian journalism. I know their secrets, their scams and cognitive defects. I know which ones are cokeheads, got on their knees to whore themselves into a job, and the ones who used the job to get cushy patronage appointments or have conflicts of interest. (I also worked for other media outlets in other countries. The UK still actually understands and has factions that do the journalism. The US is in rotten shape, but aren’t as bad as journalism in Canada).

Don’t think I forgot, kids. Don’t think I don’t still have eyes on you. Your playground is a gutter.

For those who don’t know me, before I set my focus on AI and true crime, I was a book author.

And before I was an author, I was a journalist.

I didn’t just become a journalist because I had a dream to be one. I wanted to be a jury psychologist, but then stumbled upon the fact that journalists flat-out lied and spread propaganda and felt proud about it. It didn’t matter whose lives were altered, ruined, or ended.

I had the receipts. I had actual proof, from video evidence to FARA filings to a real paper trail.

So I went into journalism as someone who had a psych degree in order to conduct empirical studies on the profession, and I had enough intel to write books about the profession. I didn’t use the gossip about the skanky or seedy antics. I used the actual system failures in each book, backed up with research. I kept my hands clean.

But Canadian journalism is a farce. They never looked inward as to why their profession failed. That’s narcissism.

But journalists and politicians in Canada are not bright. They are decades behind the crowd. They are sheltered and think that social media is the present.

They think being kept by the federal government and censoring social media will solve their problems.

Yeah, I know. They are without a clue. Conniving, vain, arrogant, limited, sheltered, but without any pulse on the future.

They want to shut out dissenting voices. They want to use the Counter-Insurgency Manual on their own citizens just to wear a paper crown. That’s why you don’t see me in the public eye. They don’t mention me to tear me apart because they know I have the receipts. So keep quiet and hope no one finds out.

Except they do. I can be on one podcast and that’s enough juice to get the job done for a decade.

One book forward does wonders, too.

I am very, very good at hiding out right in the open. I made a career out of it.

I am even better at picking up wisps of a spider’s thread to find the eye of the storm.

I can see the future very clearly. Neither the Canadian government nor its propagandists are anywhere near it: they are too busy wanting to drown out the criticism they so rightfully earned thinking they can also drown out reality.

Not even close. You don’t need a social media account or online presence. You just need the willpower and the heart to see the job through.