No, it’s the same reason why Jackson Pollock is patronized. There’s thousands of artists much better and more talented. It’s politics, my friend. Nothing more. A way to scare the worker bee to make more honey, by devaluing art and culture, and turning them into a product for consumption and mass production. The worst is always promoted to the top. In everything. Music, Art, Entertainment. It’s just the way they want it. Until even Soccer disappears, and all people have is a dirt crusted hovel, and a job at the factory. If even that. They may just collect empty stipends all day, and consume bad propaganda as entertainment, like they do in North Korea and China.
See you crush their innate sense of beauty, and their innate sense of meaning, with Postmodernism, they can’t form correct conclusions. Then you destroy their education, and don’t teach them how to read, they can’t question you. Then you control them, and they don’t know they’re being controlled.
It’s not a conspiracy, either. It’s just the way the lemmings are marching. By all means, there’s no Kabal of masterminds trying to orchestrate this, unless it’s by some demonic intelligence. It’s just how people are natured to walk. They do that of their own accord, because they want the oppression, and the freedom from the responsibility to think and create. I don’t know why… but at some point it’s just going to get that way.
The “You” there, is not Globalists, but the spirit of the air. The principality that rules the people’s minds and conscience. It’s not going to be good for anyone, elite or poor. It’s just what they are doing. Both working together to create the situation where that happens. For what ends, I don’t think they even know. Either elite or poor. It’s just the way they want it. Both of them.
Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.
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