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Ghost of Empire to Haunt the World

How did we get here? What kind of map did we use? Can we get back? If we could get back, exactly where would we be getting back to? To yesterday, last week, or last year – when north winds brought coolness and raucous flocks of geese headed south and we at least thought we could watch those peaceful migrations content in the belief that our government had everything under control? We now stare across a void of brooding time and distance into the daunting challenges to our own sanity, itself a threat, but for the empire these days everything is a threat; existential, no less. Especially notions of sanity derived from foreign shores; possibly even (gasp!) China. Yes, especially China; or Russia! Oh mercy; we’ve come undone! And look! Balloons!!! We can only dream in nightmares, our world is no longer gift wrapped with red, white, and blue ribbons, no there is much more to try and digest today. Uncle Sam has taken on a sinister bearing. The geese in Washington are honking ever louder nowadays as the only things they seem to be able to accomplish anymore is to completely alienate European friends, stoke the flames of war throughout the world, and sacrifice (albeit undeserved), influence in Africa, South America, and the Middle East. Full-spectrum dominance, anyone?

I write as an American veteran of those years when we actually believed there was a damnable domino in southeast Asia that would succumb to some tenet of gravity known only to our leaders, and would surely and inexorably deprive all western people of someone’s unhinged iteration of freedom. The French back then had become unable to sustain mastery of a rebellious colony, and in order to stanch the flow of communism and with it the absolute larceny of freedom everywhere, the mighty US injected itself into a conflict that could have easily died a peaceful death without peddlers of stars and stripes getting involved in the murder of innocents.

I am now an old man and have seen all of the requisite variations of defending freedom, including helping nation after nation into whatever version of democratic paradise US leaders deemed appropriate and to be honest (which is absolutely forbidden), I’m kind of tired of it. Smedley Butler was a US Marine general who finally caught on to what is happening in the world, and actually tried to warn us, but from the time he spoke up until now, the government has taken over the media, (google Operation Mockingbird – itself another indication of a dying empire). The thrust of Butler’s warning actually had nothing to do with dominoes or freedom, but that he’d come to the realization that all wars are fought for the rich man. Wealthy bankers drive the bloodshed, and that is both to protect their wealth, and amass more. And buy shiny new yachts, jets, and governments (like ours), and of course, souls of men.

There are always people who are willing, for a price, to bring misery to the lives of, even to kill, other people. Some call them whores, a comparison which is grossly unfair fair to ladies of the night. Many are beckoned, be they generals, congress persons, alphabet soup organizations, and now days they even seem to be able to find scientists and medical doctors willing to sell themselves into treachery. Mostly though, they engage normal people like you and me, give them a gun and a fancy pair of sunglasses and feed them tidbits of whatever “secret” dishonesty is playing so they feel important – like they are part of something bigger than themselves, so they dare not allow something as mundane as their conscience to interfere with their assignments. The wealthy are always able to recruit people from whatever walk of life necessary to do their bidding. The love of money is the root of all sorts of evil. It only follows that if one encounters a man that cannot be bought – in other words if his principles are more important to him than riches – one has found a rare gem in this world. This is the type of person of which our country is in dire need for leadership. We have none. We find ourselves at a (the) seminal moment in human history, and we have no leadership! Not one actual stand-up leader in all of the government of the USA. How sad is that? I personally believe there are honorable men who could do the job, but they are necessarily barred from any position where they could make a difference, even in the unlikely event that such men might be willing to operate in the government cesspit.

Our dilemma is based in large part on society’s definition of “success”. Think about it, if we say a man is successful, we automatically think of his wealth, and I’m not going to beat around the bush – wealthy people are evil by nature. That’s why Jesus said that for all intents and purposes, they won’t go to heaven. A man’s financial status has sadly and inexplicably become one of the fundamental attributes that allow him to be considered for public office – which means we get the exact opposite kind of person we need running our country. We end up with the most execrable creatures possible in the very positions where they can inflict the most damage to the citizenry. These “successful” types are invariably the least qualified to perform public service, but here they are, and here we are – trying to make sense of the insanity that passes for leadership nowadays in America.

Long ago, some good men were able to wrest power from an earlier version of evil wealthy elites and build this nation. Sure, they had faults, but such was their dedication to this republic, they were willing to die to establish it. Incrementally since those days, the quality of individuals that staff our high offices diminished until we find ourselves where we are today – completely bereft of any hint of leadership and the stench is overwhelming. The cream did not rise to the top. None of the people in today’s US government care one iota about the citizens, nor do they care for the nation, their concerns are strictly about their (typically offshore) bank accounts. Easily purchasable for the highest bidder. Thanks to unconstitutional outrages like Citizens United. And if money can’t buy them, they can meet with misfortune on the streets of Dallas or get Epsteined.

Our intelligence agencies have no oversight or accountability. They are so free to do as they will, they could probably bomb some big city buildings with airplanes in full view of millions of people and completely get away with it. Or maybe destroy some ally’s underwater pipeline. Or operate illegal bio-weapons labs or torture sites. Oh, wait… When I was young, the America I knew, or thought I knew, would not have been suspected of such things – especially torturing POWs. Now US leaders in an endless embarrassing public spectacle, openly brag about this kind of behavior. A dying empire indeed!

Well, we’ve gotten ourselves into a pickle, for sure. I’m just concerned that all the people in other countries of the world might believe a majority of Americans support such depravity, and I’m here to assure one and all that is not the case. I speak for a considerable part of our population, veterans especially, when I say I have nothing against Russia. In fact, for my part, I envy the Russian people for having such admirable men of distinction as Putin, Peskov, and Lavrov running and speaking for their country. Men of intelligence and integrity, and how about their director of the Information and Press, Maria Zakharova instead of the screeching sophomoric crones like Thomas-Greenfield, Albright, Nikky Haley, Victoria Nuland, and Hillary Clinton? Seriously, are these overt insults to decency and sensibility the best people we can field to represent our nation to the world? I’m not even going to talk about Blinken or his underling in the white house.

The US is surely a dying empire, and if this is the best we can do for leadership, maybe it’s best we go quietly into the night instead of putting up such an embarrassing spectacle. The whole world watches our every move. They hear the lies. They know the US government is lying every time they say anything, and are aghast that, incredibly, our leaders act as though they deserve to be believed when they say something. Now, figure that one out! It would be interesting to keep a running list of all the lies that have been told both from the mouths of politicians, and from the mainstream media (talk about embarrassing) on our foreign policy. Especially the reactions of our esteemed UN reps when confronted with the accusation of an obvious action like Nord Stream. “Preposterous!” – in bold headlines. It’s sad, but I couldn’t hold back a chuckle. Seriously, what good is it to have such a stable of expert liars if people have already decided not to believe anything they say even before they start talking? We have a credibility starved government; ergo no one is listening – nor should they. “Agreement incapable” is such a polite, apt, and typically Russian, description of the incompetent behavior. And the folks in the RoW shake their heads in dismay to watch and hear this blatant insanity and dishonesty from leaders of a nation once respected by the world.

Meanwhile, in the empire’s death throes and at the behest of wealthy American Elites, young men, and now women and old men too, are dying by the hundreds of thousands in another faraway place where the US has no strategic interest, and even if we did, there are countless other ways to accomplish foreign policy without all the death and destruction; but then death and destruction is dutifully performed in servitude to their real master, the source of their wealth who wouldn’t have it any other way.

Again – it ain’t us average Americans that are pushing this murderous travesty in Ukraine. In fact, most of us don’t support it at all. If you have a (perfectly reasonable) suspicion of warmongering by Americans, remember it’s just a small percentage of our “successful” men, abetted by with the simplest among us who still suffer from the ever-dishonest and ever-dwindling media influence. The evil doers are so well entrenched by now that there is little us commoners can do except to try and let God and the world know that we do not stand with them. They have declared war on us too.

Speaking of success, my definition is at odds with the accepted notion; my idea of true success is standing before the judgement seat of Jesus Christ and hearing “Well done, thou good and faithful servant.” That, my friend, will be the pinnacle of success; of His grace. When that day gets here, you’ll see. I hope to be too caught up with all of my brothers and sisters in Christ enjoying the rapture of His company to remember to say I told you so.

If we continue blindly walking down this path we’re on, there is likely to be a major catastrophic war, from which only a few (or none) of us might survive. Then it won’t matter if you agree with this post or not. Not much will matter if that happens, other than where you stand with Jesus. That will make all the difference in this world and the next, for you. If you aren’t right with Jesus, you’d best get right. Not a lot of time left to attend to it either. Free bibles can be found and Jesus patiently awaits to welcome you into His kingdom. There are lots of good Christian preachers around who’ll be glad to show you what you need to do. Find one today. When you take a good look at the state of evil in the world right now, especially in this Empire of Lies, Jesus becomes remarkably easy to believe.

Then let’s bow out of this tragic mistake and let the miserable ghost of this miserable empire join those of all the earlier ones to haunt what’s left of this miserable world.

Revelation 18:20 (After modern Babylon (the US?) has been destroyed) “Rejoice over her, you heavens! Rejoice you people of God! Rejoice, apostles and prophets! For God has judged her with the judgement she imposed on you.”

The Folly of Misjudging the Bear

They dance wildly outside the den, torches blazing in the darkness.  They make noises, many unintelligible vocal intonations that no sensible one hears; no one listens because like the wild maniacs they are, the sounds they make have no substance, no meaning, and never a semblance of integrity.  They behave as beasts, devoid of morals or conscience, dancing to a never-ending chorus of garbled nonsense, as they try their utmost to show onlookers, and each other, of their confidence for it is the onlookers, those who the madmen have pretentiously convinced are their allies, who must now be convinced it is their duty to enter the den and face the horror that those who dance and scream outside are afraid to confront.  Some allies are even willing to try, such is their misplaced confidence of support from the insane ones. The lack of confidence of the madmen, never acknowledged, is nevertheless palpable to those of discernment. The allies are expected to be initiators of the insanity, and some of these have second thoughts, although they have pledged themselves to the service of the chanters who write the songs, and who have since become completely insane.

The allies of the mad ones finally begin to understand the reality that it is they who will be expected to sharpen their puny sticks and face the onslaught of the monstrosity inside the den.  But why?  They have all seen these types of dramas before.  These same madmen, once they have stirred the hornet’s nest, have repeatedly been known to cut and run, and leave their vassals to their own devices.  Although there are a few who plaintively mumble as the insanity of the chant reaches fever pitch, tragically they cannot muster the collective will to refuse to be part of the madness.  Indeed, they all have very good reasons to refuse, their families will be in danger due to their cowardice, their nations may well be destroyed, yet they cannot bring themselves to entertain any notion of refusal to participate, such is their absolute dishonor and obeisance to the evil that commands them.

The great bear in the den is no longer in hibernation.  He has made his demands quite clear.  The idiots chanting outside his lair are too close for his comfort, but they continue to encroach, in the erroneous and arrogant assumption that the bear will not strike, or will only strike those who enter his lair, and that he will defer peacefully to those who wrest the unfortunate vassals in to aggrieve him.  Each of the instigators, cowards in their own right, try and convince each other that the bear will retreat further into his lair and avoid conflict with those who cause his discomfit, at least with those who promote the madness from afar. They pretend to ignore the utter plain truth that the hackles of the bear are now on display for all to see, he stands at the entrance, great menacing teeth bared and with blood in his eyes, yet still willing to allow the crazies to retreat were they to come to their senses, but all of sound mind who witness the impending tragedy realize that the utter madness of the instigators has overtaken their sensibilities, and they will not back off.

Some of the addle-pated vassals try to keep up the pretense of subservience, for until the bear unleashes his fury, there are many who call themselves leaders, who stand to personally benefit for their perceived loyalty.  For these ones, their love of pecuniary largesse dictates their unquestioning obedience.  They have allowed the mad ones to convince them of their security, and have no notion of the wrath of the great bear, nor of how quickly and utterly his ferocity can destroy them; may God have mercy on all when the bear comes out of his den.

They have been warned.  

Despair on the Steppes of Death

(This post, like the Eulogy to the Fallen Soldier, is to try and bring home the reality of what it’s got to be like on the cold battlefields of Eastern Europe and is published in the hope of getting enough people to understand that this slaughter needs to stop.)

I’m cold, hungry and so tired. Naught to see but ravaged land and the frozen earth of this ditch in which I have suffered for too long. Naught to see but the remains of my friends, some mostly whole, many more no longer anything but shredded body parts and bloodied limbs, bones and more blood than I ever dreamed could be shed. Those of us who are still alive might as well be dead, too. There is no hope here.

I imagine the guys who are firing on our positions are cold too. They don’t know us, whether or not we hate them; most of us don’t, and they probably don’t hate us either, although there are some units in the rear that hate everyone on the field. Those psychopaths even kill their own people, ostensibly to get them to fight, but some especially evil men simply kill for the pleasure of killing, doesn’t matter whom. Everyone knows of them – and they relish the notion that they are feared. There is a special place in hell for them. There’s also a special place in hell for the people who profit, in any way, from this murderous undertaking. Even the “bible believing” stockholders of the many “defense” contractors of the countries responsible for this.

If someone were to ask why we are here, there wouldn’t be many of us who could say. I have my own notions, but not for sure. We don’t get paid to know the politics; we simply get coordinates and fire our weapons. We don’t know if we hit our target, or who we kill. Did our bullets find young men who were alive – just beginning their lives, with the hopes and aspirations of all young men? Were they killed instantly, or do they lie suffering in pain and horror, as they succumb to that eternal sleep?

Even in these damnable trenches, we hear of the destruction wreaked all around this country. Many civilian people who have nothing to do with this war suffer immensely. Mothers continually pray to God that their sons might survive; heartbroken, realizing that in all likelihood they will never see them again on this side. I’ve been praying ever since I arrived at this corner of hell that God will see fit to spare my life, but I don’t hold much hope for that – there’s just too much death here for me to actually believe I’ll survive. Maybe I won’t – I’d just like to get it over with, one way or another. This abominable waiting for the end is another hell of its own, and no one but us guys in the trenches know what it’s like. Maybe if more regular people knew; someone, somewhere, would help get this madness stopped before all of us die.

The ice-cold dark water in these holes is unbearable. It’s filthy, with blood and waste, and we wade in it, freezing our feet. Our clothes are wet, most of us are bleeding from untreated wounds, which will no doubt become infected. What a dismal situation we are in, when we consider ourselves fortunate, even though we lose our feet to frostbite, just to remain alive. We keep our eyes and ears open for incoming rounds and it’s exhausting, the drugs help to keep us awake, but after a while, we become zombified, mindlessly pursuing and performing our mission of death. Of course, that’s what the leaders want. As much death as evil men can bring about.

It’s the ultimate conundrum when a man gets so tired of trying to survive, he starts to pray for death.

A Time of Unimaginable Sorrow is Upon Us

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It was a nice cool sunny morning with some blue birds soaking up the sun, all in a row on the high wire.  It took some time to figure out what happened.  There were a few low rumbles, they seemed to be coming from north of here.  We live on a farm out in the wooded hills of southern Missouri, and north would be up towards St Louis.  Soon as the booming sounds started the power went off.  At first, I didn’t pay much attention, but with all the military stirrings going on in the world these days, you just don’t know what to expect.

I went inside the house, but with the power off there’s no internet, so no way to find out what’s going on.  At least until the power comes back on, or until I get the generator started up.  More distant thunderous booms that echo now less like thunder and more like tremendous explosions – and I’m starting to get worried.  My kids are at work and the grandkids are in school.  I swear I‘m seeing sparks and smoke coming from under the hood of my car, but it’s not running.  Now the power line where those bluebirds were singing looks like it’s getting really hot and smoke is coming from the bucket transformer on the poles.  Wow! The transformer just blew up sending a shower of sparks and molten metal flying all around the pole!  I can hear blasts all over the countryside from more pole transformers exploding.  All the fences are sparking and smoking.  The woods around the power lines and transformers are starting to go up in extremely violent flames.  And the cars are now on fire – all of them!  Even the old broken-down ones out in people’s pastures.  Our emergency generators are smoking – I’ve got to get them away from the houses before they burn up.

Now I’ve got an idea of what’s happening, because I’ve heard of what an EMP event could do to electrical circuits.  Electromagnetic Pulse.  That’s what happens when a nuclear weapon explodes.  The only other thing I can think of that would do this is a coronal mass ejection from a solar flare.  It happened back in 1859 and it was named the Carrington Event.  Fortunately, the world did not have much electrical infrastructure back then, just telegraphs, and the induced currents caused the wires to catch fire – sort of like what’s happening to the power lines out here right now.  I don’t think it’s a solar event either, because the warmongers in Washington have been beating the nuclear drums for a while, and I’ve been afraid the Russians were going to get spooked and do a first strike.  I guess this is it.

A big problem for those of us who might survive a while because we live in areas that aren’t targets is that we lose all sources of information. We don’t have any way of knowing what’s happening.  Don’t know if it’s a first strike or a retaliatory strike.  Does Washington DC even exist anymore, or is it just a huge radioactive smoking crater?  Are those beautiful, magnificient buildings of the Kremlin still standing?

How many of our big cities are destroyed?  I remember seeing pictures of the devastation that was Nagasaki and Hiroshima when that monster Truman murdered all those Japanese civilians, and thinking that those bombs were tiny compared to what the psychopaths have in their arsenals today – the Russians have bombs that could literally flatten New York City and/or Houston.  I cannot, nor can anyone else, begin to fathom the destruction of a 10 or 20 megaton thermonuclear weapon could wreak on a major city.

Lights go off and then nothing.  No TV; no internet.  No football – the treasury department that writes all the government checks is gone.  Fear-crazed citizens make runs on Wal Marts and grocery stores and take everything they can.  No one tries to stop them; the store employees are in a panic to get home.  Problem is, with no operable vehicles, the only things people can take are what they can carry by hand.  Everyone has to walk, even the police are stranded out on the highways.  All troopers, city cops, and sheriff deputies are trying desperately to get home to their loved ones.  No cops on duty anymore.  No traffic moving anymore.  Just lots of people running, screaming, hoping they can just get home, and that there still is a home.   

Fires are blazing everywhere from the powerlines and transformers exploding.  All electrical substations in the country are smoldering and blazing chaos.  Forest fires are rampant and out of control all over the nation and there are no operable fire trucks.  No firefighting planes or helicopters are available to fight the fires.  Houses hundreds of miles away from the many ground zeros are burning both from the unchecked wildfires, and from EMP induced electrical shorts in home wiring.  Almost every building in every town is on fire with no way to put them out.  And these towns are far away from the targeted places where the bombs actually hit.  This is truly a catastrophe of unimaginable proportions, the like of which has never been witnessed in all of human history. There will never be electricity in this country again.  Let that sink in.  Freezers will thaw out and food will ruin.   Untold thousands of people will perish, starting with those vaporized, then those being burned up in their homes, and there are no fire departments available to help anyone.  No hospitals; doctors and nurses are gone, understandably abandoning useless smoldering medical facilities.  No industry, no UPS deliveries, no more dog food for the pups.  If your house didn’t burn to the ground, at least you may (for a while) have a (dark) shelter from the elements.   

Huge blasts of radioactive winds blow hundreds of miles from the explosions, of which there have been many.  The first wave was intended to take out the military establishment.  No way of knowing, but there’s no reason to believe that anything remains of the pentagon, DC or Langley, Norfolk, San Diego, Chicago, Houston, or any of the coastal cities where there are refineries.  All cities with military infrastructure of any kind will be destroyed.  The joke that has been for years a missile defense system has been exposed. The sick joke that a nuclear war could be “winnable” has also been exposed.  The numbers of people succumbing to radiation sickness is beyond belief.   There will be no schools, no stores, no food, and no government services; no disaster relief will be forthcoming.  All banks will have ceased to function, so even if there is any money left, it won’t be worth anything. The bankers never were.

If you take medications to stay alive, you’d best have a good supply, because there won’t be any more.  All livestock will either be dead from radiation, burned to a crisp in the fires, or promptly slaughtered by starving survivors, and it doesn’t matter to whom they belonged.  Same with property.  People will no longer obey private property signs, they will go anywhere they think there might be resources, food, water, at the risk of their lives, which aren’t worth much right now anyway.  There will be no law!

Every military ship on and under the ocean, with the likely exception of a few submarines, will be sunk.  All of the nuclear-powered ships will go to the bottom with reactors likely damaged, spewing radioactive contamination.  Like dozens, maybe hundreds, of Fukushimas.  Even the reactors that aren’t damaged will undergo meltdowns with no controls. The bible says that something will kill all of the fishes in the oceans, maybe this is how that happens.   

The USSR detonated a bomb of around 50-megaton yield back in 1961.  It was called the Tsar Bomba.  The weapon had a 100-megaton capacity, but for safety they modified the yield.  Awe inspiring is just too mild of a description of what that looked like.  Since the bomb was so powerful, they calculated that the plane that dropped it had only a 50 percent chance of surviving – that is even after the plane released the weapon several thousand feet up in the air with a parachute to slow it down while the plane flew away from the scene at full speed.  It did almost destroy the plane – they said the blast wave overtook the plane some 45 miles from the explosion and it lost over a kilometer of altitude before the pilot, Andrey Durnovtsev, could regain control and keep it from crashing.  That thing made a mushroom cloud 37, yes 37 miles, (60 km) high!  An uninhabited village, Severny, 34 miles (55 km) from ground zero was obliterated, and buildings 100 miles away were damaged!  The blast would have caused third degree burns 62 miles (100 km) from the explosion.   I would expect if they still have these in their arsenal, they would use one on Cheyenne Mountain.  It would probably take out Denver and Amarillo, TX and certainly everything in between.  Instantly vaporized.  What are our “leaders” thinking?

It sounds crazy, but if this happens, I want to be at one of the ground zeros.  As bad as being vaporized sounds, it would be infinitely better than surviving into the nightmarish existence that would ensue.  There will be marauding gangs of survivors, undoubtedly armed, in various stages of hunger, disease, emaciation, and injury.  It will probably be a situation where anyone you encounter will be apt to kill you.  For one thing, they won’t know whether you are out to kill them too, or maybe you have something they want/need to survive.  A can of tuna or a bowl of beans might cost your life. 

The landscape will be nightmarish.  Imagine a few days or weeks after the event.  There will be burned out stumps on land that was beautiful forest, now riddled with stagnant pools of black muddy radioactive slime, full of human and animal bones, charred flesh, and entrails.  Few buildings will exist intact, and many will perish fighting over them.  There will be no light at night.  Light would attract unwanted guests.  No music.  No one will have any idea what’s going on.   There may be a few survivors in places like subway tunnels, abandoned train cars, or in remote wilderness areas, but such people will have resorted to the basest of behavior, including cannibalism, in short order.  Imagine!  Human beings who once inhabited a civilized nation and lived decent lives will have to worry about being killed and eaten by other human beings!  Zombie apocalypse, just with regular people, not zombies, although with burns and wounds, hair falling out and all out of sorts with radiation poisoning, they probably will look the part.

I have heard people talking like they plan to survive and stay healthy by hunting and foraging.  Well, if a nuclear winter follows a nuclear apocalypse, foraging is going to be slim pickings.  And the deer won’t last long if they manage to survive the bombs, radiation, and fires, there’ll probably only be a few very unhealthy specimens left, but if a gunshot rings out, I’m pretty sure it will attract whatever starving people hear it, so there might be more to deal with than just dressing a deer.

Bedraggled survivors will wander in shock around former cities in hopes of disaster relief which will never come.  Desperate people will offer anything – gold, jewelry, ammunition, their own bodies, for sustenance.  Helpless parents will watch in horror as their children starve, hoping against hope that they will awaken from this nightmare, but when this all comes down, it’ll be too late for them.

And we still won’t know what happened.  Who decided that a nuclear war would be a good idea? Who “won” the war?  Did any of our leaders survive to sign a surrender, and to whom?  Or did Russia or China surrender?  Will there be hordes of soldiers from some faraway land invading our country after the radiation dies down?

And what of the wealthy folk who built the magnificent bunkers filled with the necessities of life in which to wait out the nuclear winter?  Do they actually believe they will emerge into a second garden of Eden complete with succulent fruit trees and minstrels singing their praises?  First of all, the bible speaks of a great earthquake, such as has not occurred since people have been on earth, so I think a big part of those individuals will be entombed in those lavish bunkers.  So maybe a few do survive, and after some months, maybe a few years tucked away, they stumble blindly onto the surface, a hardly recognizable landscape littered with human skulls, burned out cars and buildings, and destroyed terrain.  When they went into the holes, they were wealthy, but after what has transpired, of the few commoners left, no one will be interested in their gold – and those old bank accounts?  Well the digital age has completely and utterly vanished, and all those millions or billions they had on their ledgers is now squat.  Even by this time, there will undoubtedly still be a few scroungy survivors, but instead of the fawning proles these rich folks were used to in the old world, those survivors will undoubtedly have a taste for some well-fed and plump upper crust brisket, so thanks for preserving some.  It won’t help their situation any when they discover that some of the survivors actually know they caused, or at least played a part in causing the disaster.  The scenario described does not take into account the likelihood that hapless survivors will undoubtedly spend their time searching for air vents to the bunkers in which to pour gasoline or whatever else they can find to upset living conditions in said refuges down below.  Any who survive this carnage will be on a mission and will not easily be placated!

Who knows what the final outcome will be.  How many millions, or hundreds of millions of people will be counted among the slain?  When this calamity happens, it will obviously involve the deaths of millions.  This destruction, I believe is prophesied as the destruction of the modern Babylon in Revelation 18, and most people I’ve heard seem to think (as I do) that the place named as Babylon is the United States, and it is utterly destroyed in the space of one hour, by fire!  Completely devastated to the point that (verse 22) “the music of harpists and musicians, pipers and trumpeters, will never be heard in you again,” and “no worker of any trade will ever be found in you again,” this decadent place will cease to be! According to scripture, it’s not a bad thing that this evil place is destroyed. “Rejoice over her, you heavens! Rejoice, you people of God! Rejoice apostles and prophets! For God has judged her with the judgement she imposed on you.”

Time will tell, but I’m afraid we don’t have much.