Class Warfare – Anton Martin Smith Writer

by Martin Anton Smith martinantonsmith@gmail.com

Rudolf Hiedler iii Was about to Make a Speech – he felt he had been waiting for this moment all his life. He was an American, but hardly your typical one. He owed his existence to the vagaries of 20th Century warfare. His Great Grand Father, a atomic Physicist was captured under ‘Operation Paperclip’ by the allies in 1945. He Worked along Oppenheimer at Los Alamos New Mexico.

As a Boy Rudolf had loved the stories of his Great Grandfathers exploits at Los Alamos – especially the one whereby he had by chance avoided the mishap whereby a collogue had accidentally bumped the Uranium ‘half sphere’ core that was sitting dome upwards on its symmetrical bottom half. The wedged sliver between the two halves shook loose resulting the top Uranium hemisphere rim hitting the lower one resulting in a critical reaction of a huge flash of deadly gamma rays. His Great Grandfather (Rudolf the fist) had been in the room with 7 others but had left 30 seconds before to go to the bathroom.

Rudolf iii was in theory an American, but he had been raised to have a spiritual core a German national. His Mechanical Engineer father was a typical disciplinarian type, while his mother offset this with many showering’s of love and throughout her shortened life would hug “Rudi” like a bear and often declare sweetly “Rudi I am so lucky to have you – my only child”. His mother Tegan was of Irish American stock – interestingly her Great Grandfather had been in the regiment tasked with the ‘Operation Paperclip’ boots on ground task of capturing Nazi scientists & he had rounded up Rudolf iii the Physicist.

He had excelled at the subjects his family lineage had also excelled in – namely Physics Math’s & Entrepreneurial activities. Thanks to Operation Paperclip – his family had been saved, they had enjoyed a good middleclass upbringing. The only spanner in the works for Rudolf iii was that he had been bullied horrendously at the co-ed public school in small town America.

This fact had derailed Rudolf’s life trajectory – up until a strange moment where he had risen upwards dramatically in Politics. Up until his life suddenly bloomed, his career had been marked by underperformance. He had skirted around the technical professions, but found himself never progressing, being left behind and thus being seen as a ‘geriatric’ amongst his always younger peers.

His sudden rise upwards had come on the back of the 2020 Covid-19 Pandemic, coupled with his excellent physical health which he had maintained his entire adult life via hiking & biking in the wooded areas. His Company had been devastated by the Pandemic, while by 2022 Rudolf had never even had a sniffle. This allowed out of strict realpolitik necessity of the Business to move Rudolf right upwards – from Line Manager, to General Manager to Exec to Interim CEO & Fulltime CEO role by 2025.

His Tech company ‘Quarktech Horizons’ had flourished as it’s Robotic & AI wing had won a vital contract with the US military in 2016 supplying components to Stinger missiles & Drones used in the highly profitable and lasting Iraq War era. But the real cash made by Quarktech as well in the other Weapons stockpiles maintained in bunkers littered throughout the globe, just lying in wait for the next World or European war.

The Pandemic had threatened to derail all of Quarktech’s success when key personal were getting picked off one by one, especially in the 2023, which had the deadly Pi 1.127. variant – the one that knocked off 3% of the world population in 8 weeks then abruptly disappeared as quickly as it had murdered all & sundry.

During that phase Rudolf was the only highly ranked employee in Quarktech indeed the whole AI/Robotics industry that had shown such leadership to ensure all contracts were not only fulfilled, but also exceeded. He had worked around the clock for a critical 3 month period, sleeping on the factory & lab floors. All in the industry knew he had singlehandedly seen off the 2023 viral attack period that would have cascaded through the entire Military Industrial Complex.

By 2024 Rudolf was a revered public figure, he had been named Time magazines “person of the year”, received the Congressional Medal of Honor, he was the go-to Entrepreneur/management guru & was in hot constant interview demand across all the platforms. As an global sensation, he even took over the top-of-the-pole popularity of the Space-faring Billionaire Ely Munst.

By mid 2024 Rudolf was 45 years old, and had outgrown all his current positions and activities. He had grown quite bored. The Pandemic had now abated to almost nothing & QuarkTech, now thanks to Rudolf’s leadership was blessed with monopoly industry power in AI/Robotics. QuarkTech had to simply keep the machine ticking over.

With that Rudolf new what he had to do – resign from all prior activities and concentrate on the next big task – the one that had ruined the USA and its other Western vassal states – the blanketed societal decline in moral fabric which had increased dramatically from the last quarter of 2022 onwards, when USA & the world entered recession, and then the second Great Depression.

Under these conditions Rudolf knew he could become the single Supreme Leader in a parallel political system, which would be thrust into Power legitimately under the emergency situation and ‘fog of war effect’ of the new Great Depression. All he had to do was position himself well, so as to present himself to the public as “The Only Man Who Can Save Us”. He’d simply hit the campaign trail & go everywhere the official Primary & Presidential system went, and blow the other “official candidates” of the park. He would render the US political system defunct, & everyone would demand it. Every man woman and child in the USA would demand Rudolf iii, great grandson of a Nazi Scientist & current ‘Man of the 21sy Century’ be installed for all intents and purposes as the Supreme Commander of “US Emergency Great Depression Project” – a term that euphemistically obfuscated the truth of the position – He would be the USA’s first Dictator.

After jibing the mainstream media & appealing and talking with the biggest Podcasters The time had come to begin the system wide assault – the first day of the Primary season had begun – as usual starting in Iowa. The speeches from the “official candidates” well over & done with, and a stock candidate had been declared the winner. The Zeitgeist of the Nation was one of indifference – they knew the official system was rotten to the core with corruption – they knew the primary election winners were all pre determined, & so would the eventual 2024 President ‘winner’ be. Democracy was in the eyes of the masses – now a dirty word.

Rudolf was backstage at the Iowa event, held at Kinnick Stadium – which had been expanded to hold 100,000 People, of course the event would be all over the internet with an estimated audience of 1 Billion across all platforms. the time had come – the first major thrust to put forward his doctrine to save the hearts & minds of the now downtrodden masses. He was waiting behind the curtained of Stadiums center stage, he arrived 90 minutes before the start, sitting on a simple table, with his favourite beverage- Australian family recipe made Ginger Beer – “Blundesstein” – open ready for him to drink straight from the bottle. Next to they open bottle was a simple tray of crackers and cheese slices. Rudolf read the whole speech first, then made a few final strategic changes with his red pen and the speech printed on paper & collated.

He could hear the voices and energy slowly ramp up, and by 20:55 the energy was electrified and the white noise was half deafening. Rudolf strode by, dressed resplendent in Olive drab, with a Heavy military style jacket & wearing a cap. He spent 7 minutes asking for the crowd to quiet, which was a failed task. He finally raised both hands upwards and shouted “SILENCE”. this worked a treat. He began slowly firmly and with confidence, his voice was perfect for public speaking – slightly gravelly, deep but with a good range that could rise to punctuate the emotive lines .

I have Come To You As Your New Leader Of The Now Long Overdue Rebellion.

A Just & Righteous Rebellion Against The The New Fascist State & Its Foot-Soldiers Which I Call the ‘Neo Noveau Riche’.

Yes Ladies & Gentlemen We Are In A War For Our Existence, & Have Been For 42 Years.

We Have Fallen Asleep At The Wheel, & I As Your Supreme Leader Will Rectify This & Lead You To Victory.

Yes Ladies & Gentleman We Are In A World War – The Biggest War Yet Seen In History.

Do Be Mistaken To Think Otherwise Based On The Current Somewhat Relative Peace – Just As Before The Flowers Bloom Always Comes The Bulb – World Events Are Now At The Bulb Stage – And Sure To Bloom.

The Repulsive New Global Neo Fascist State Was Born Some Time During The Year 1980 AD.

It Was Energized By Cabal Of Satanic Foot-Soldiers Known As Neo Noveau Riche.

This Is The Story Of What They Are, What They look Like & How To Beat Them.

The Story On What To Do With Their Rulers Is One For Another Day, But It Is Suffice To Say That A Ruler

Without An Army Of Foot-Soldiers Is Ineffectual & Poses Us No Harm.

The Neo Noveau Riche, The Bain Of The Last 42 Years.

aka ‘Neoliberalism Yes Men’

aka ‘Ardent Corporatists’

aka ‘Careerists’

Too Stupid To know They Are Stupid,

To Dumb To Know They Act As ‘Politicians’ Too.

Too Myopic To Know They Are the Fascist’s Foot-Soldiers.

They Are Without Knowing It – Fascist Supreme Commander’s, The General’s & Officer’s Garden Variety Foot-Soldiers.

These Enemy Neo Noveau Riche Foot-Soldiers Have Been Fooled By Their Otherworldly Satanic Rulers

Into To thinking They Are ‘The Elites’ Of Earth & They Have Been Fooled – Hook Line & Sinker.

They Have Been Duped Into Doing The Bidding Of Their Otherworldly Rulers – Who Have Successfully

Hacked Their Bodies & Minds via the “Back Door’ Of Their Too Large Ego’s.

Our War Is Against These Evil Infiltrated Zombified Foot-Soldiers – The Neo Noveau Riche – For We – The

Good & The Decent – Are their Natural Sworn Enemies.

To Win This Spiritual & Possibly Soon Physical War, We Must Abide By The Art Of War – To ‘Know Your Enemy’.

Let Me Begin This task Of Education Now.

Know them By Their Deeds, Know them By Their Appearances:

They Casually Denounce The Working Classes.

As They Build Their ‘Snobs Paradise’ On The Hill.

They Denounce the Poor & Downtrodden,

As they Forget Or Are Unaware Of Past Wars Won, Paid In The Needy’s Blood.

They Vilify Their Local Workers,

And Campaign To Import Third World Slave-Labour –

Which Is Always ‘Rubber Stamped’ By Their Colleagues & Mentors: The Corrupted Ex Lawyer Private Schooled Politician.

As Their Once Distant, Now Close Slave Worker Heard Flocks In,

They As Dickensian Factory Bosses – Swiftly Prosecute A Reign Of Terror,

Smiling As the ill begotten Cash Rolls In.

They Love World Govt Institutions – For Their Trust Is Thrice Created, Delineated & Ratcheted By Perceived Status.

The Neo Noveau Rich Are Wedded To A False Maxim Of “That Who Has Wealth & Status Must Be Inherently High Minded & So Trustworthy”

Be It The UN, The IMF, The Fed, CDC, Gates Foundation, The G7, G20 Or The Most Despicable – Schwab’s W.E.F.

In Their Eyes These Hornets Nested Organizations Are As ‘Gentle As Lambs’ Vs the True Reality Of ‘Wolves In Sheep’s Clothing’.

Such Ill-Gotten Frankly ‘Braindead Beliefs’ Can Only Be Held By People Who Never Read History,

Luckily For Them the Neo Noveau Riche Never Read History – Mainly For Fear Of Exposing Themselves To Themselves As Obvious Frauds Charlatans & Dumbo’s.

For At Heart The Neo Noveau Riche’s Biggest Fear Is Not ‘The Other’ – Though They Still Hate Them, But Of Themselves.

They Mortally Fear That One Day They Will Be Forced To Acknowledge To Themselves What They Have Let Themselves Become.

Thus The Neo Noveau Riche Must Heavily Self Segregate & Fortify Themselves & Their Kind.

This Is To Be Immune From The Eyes & Questions That Expose The Fact That The ‘Tide Is Out & they Have Been Swimming Naked All Along.

The Neo Noveau Riche Are “Lovers of Exclusiveness” – For This Celebrates Excluding Others Based On Class & Money.

They Fake An Interest In High Art & Culture – And Only Ever Talk Of Two Names In Each Category.

They Go To Horse Racing Events & Casually Do Drugs, Alcohol & One Night Stands, Cheat On marriage Partners – Even As They Acutely Age.

Later They Throw Up On their Fine Garments – Then Just Like Clockwork – They Do The Same Deathly Immoral Debauchery Next Year.

They Love Speculating In Real Estate – Raising the Rents Of Families & Workers,

Making Good People Homeless & Destitute.

The ‘Neo Noveau Riche’ Have The Saddest Forced Smiles,

Sunken Lifeless Eyes And Leathered Wrinkled Faces By Age Thirty Five.

For Their Bodies At Heart Feel Their Own Deceptions & It Decays Accordingly.

They Love Their Dinner Parties With Duly Invited Clone Brethren.

These Parties Are Great Chances To Repeat Their Cultural Artifact Tired Slogans,

Which Are A Cacophony Of Mean Spirited Empty Platitudes.

They All Learn From Lessons Via Osmosis From Their Virtual ‘Spiritual Bible’,

Which Is Visually Hidden Yet Pervasive In The Ether That So Surrounds Them.

If This Book Was Ever Materialized In A Book It Would Be Titled:

“Clandestine Satanism For The Clueless” How To Build Back Better – Before You Get To Hell

Which Incidentally, Is Available At All Exclusive Bookstores,

In ‘All Good’ Gated Communities,

At An Exclusive Suburb Near You.

But The The Easiest Way To Spot The Neo Noveau Riche En-Masse

Is That The Wisest Ones Of Us, Both Rich & Poor Alike – Want Nothing To Do With Them At All.

They Are The Current Curse Of The Twenty Twenties – The Source Of Our Pain.

We Must Not Prosecute or Attack Them – For Historically This Method Backfires.

We The Good & Decent, Rich & Poor, Must Simply Totally Ignore The Neo Noveau Riche – .

In the Same Way One Does With A Benevolent Apparition Living In An Old House:

Go About Your Fine & Good Business Stoically & Do Not Engage With Or Play Their Silly Satanic Games.

Their Most Successful & Satanic Trick Was To make Us Think We The Ones Who Were Dependent On Them.

Yet The Reverse Is True, For The Neo Noveau Riche Needs Us Many Times & Us Not At All.

The Herculean Task Is To Actually Realise This Is the Prime Brute Fact.

We Must Acknowledge & Accept We Have Been Duped & We Have Enabled Them.

Yes We Have Indeed Empowered Them.

Knowing This Is The First Step Of Our Freedom From A Terminally Increasing Dystopian Tyranny.

In Short – We must Recognize Where the Power Lies – It Lies With Us – The Good & The Decent.

Once Done, The Neo Noveau Riche Doesn’t Just Disappear, But Fails to Exist Entirely.

Then The War Vs the New Fascists – The ‘Neo Noveau Riche’ – Will Be Won.

But Once The War Is Won – We Must Not Relax, For If We Do,

We Will Become The New Neo-Riche Ourselves – Becoming Our Own Worse Enemies.

And Thus Ensuring History Repeats Once Again – As It Always Has.

To Win this Second War Of History Repeating We Must Engage In The Ancient Custom Of Storytelling.

We Must Have Older Generations Tell Children About “The War Vs The Neo Noveau Riche”.

A Cautionary Tale Of Pre War, War, Victory & The High Cost Of Forgetting What You’ve Long Ago Achieved.

So Will Victory Be Ours?

Or Will The Neo Noveau Riche Continue To Destroy Us, Now & In The Future?

All Because We Foolishly Continued To Engaged With Them?

The Choice Is Ours.

I Repeat – The Choice Is Ours.

We Must Simply & Finally Decide To Choose The Right Choice.

Then We Will Finally Slay The Dragon By Way Of Defeating Its Foot-Soldiers – The Neo Noveau Riche.

Rudolf Raised his hands in Triumphant manor, feeling he had done a 9/10 job…..he always gave himself a snap ‘out of ten’ score. As the crowd roared, He wiped the pouring sweat from his brow and took the crowd in.

(TO BE CONTINUED……..)

Throughout the speech at Kinnick Stadium Iowa the 100,000+ in person crowd had showed an electric, unified yet dignified captivation. The white noise throughout the speech had beats of high volume as Rudolfs liberally seeded emotive speech points hit hard. This was no Nuremberg 1935 Crowd – they did not see a deity before them – they saw a wise and sensible man to be listened too.

The crowd in person & watching was like an army of the “common sensed” – even if this was in reality uncommon. Rudolf had over time & via astute technology used his mesmeric personality to educate those unhappy masses. He told them to simply concentrate on the obvious gigantic & cavernous reality in front of their bloodshot stressed eyes. He taught them that the poor societal & civic design they had been subjected to by their corrupt Govts was a crime against their collective humanity. They believed him.

At one point a small child had run on stage wanting to hug Rudolf – this was a major security failure – but he hid his displeasure with a wide smile. The child got his hug, and Rudolf got the benefit of looking ‘fatherly’. Now he went back to the room off stage – to celebrate the speech and spend some time with his inner sanctum of supporters & financiers.

He wiped the sweat off his brow and walked confidently off stage, his body moving in militaristic fashion but no so much that it made him look machine like. He opened the side door full of his supporters to rapturous applause. There was a mix of approx. 35 people, an eclectic looking lot with only the financier supporters sticking out like the highly manicured sore thumbs they were. The non-fanciers were his long-known supporters of his message – the most inner sanctum of which was just 3 strong – they were his operational cabinet.

He would now do his rounds around the room firstly with those who represent financial machinery of his organisation – those 2 key staff that handled the internet donations international & domestic and of course the 7 key donors that collectively funded hundreds of millions of dollars to Rudolf’s cause. Rudolf hated the necessary evil of these key donors – he’d rather just have had the diffuse internet doners who he didn’t need to court reiterate philosophical positions or allay fears with. But he knew to do without them would reduce his reach by 100-fold – which would render his project a total waste of vision. Besides these 7 Billionaires had proven so far to be trustworthy enough – after all they were international Pariahs of the status quo World – so he knew he could trust their judgement.

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