A Drop Down Menu of Apocalypses

Rape of the Cosmos IX

Naomi Klein’s book aims to portray herself as a kind of sane social democratic policy wonk and journalist, in contrast to Naomi Wolf envisioned as a woo woo wackadoo exhibitionist.

In fact it is only (the admittedly utterly mad) Wolf who continues to do any real journalism, and rational political interventions — Klein has given that up for cynical punditry — while both of them are inserted now in far right networks peddling apocalypse hysteria. Wolf is immersed in the world of Christofascism and US intel associated with the traditional military, while Klein’s collaborators come from the realm of techie Satanism, Nazi esotericism and US intel associated with social media empires.

Just as a fingerpost for future episodes of this, I will remark that the main difference between the apocalyptic End Times Cult that Wolf has thrown in her lot with, and that Climate End Times cult that Klein is high priestess of, is that the former are in general against depopulation per se, they’re right to lifers, tho they are deeply concerned with racial demographics within the population of the earth, while the latter are wholly anthropophobic and exterminist, holding up an abstraction, a brand, an idea of posthuman Humanity — a small population of the Virtuous — as endangered by concrete humanity, an overgrowth, an infestation. Morningstar an eccentric member of this cult demonizes the self-interest and self-reproduction of the latter as ‘anthropocentrism,’ Klein has a host of nasty names for the masses satisfying their needs, among them ‘Petro Populism.’

Wolf’s Apocalypse

Wolf who was once a run of the mill liberal policy wonk with a crunchy new age spirituality streak is certainly now indulging in the Opus Dei school woo woo of her second husband, a Christofascist US intelligence vet. She talks about evil and Satan, the coming of the Beast, she suggests we are living through the End Times of which the Scriptures speak, even while she continues to do legit and often important journalism with her Daily Clout operation devoted to obtaining suppressed documents regarding the various Pfizer and Moderna trials. It may be happenstance, but it is certainly not inconvenient to the ruling class’ grand psyop that this particular area — examining and explaining the assault on female fertility these jabs constitute — is monopolized by a now Christofascist voice, apostate left with a history of misreading of archival evidence. Her Evil/Good Twin Klein treats these documents themselves, by implication and association, as at once spurious and trivial, as if they were crazy op-rescue inserts into the Holy Scriptures — and yes she herself comes off thus as a decided paranoiac, given that the documents Daily Clout has obtained FOIA and is summarizing, are aknowledged by the authors.

Klein’s Apocalypse

The irony here is Naomi Klein was the first to make the open ideological and operational alliance with far right networks of Nazi esotericists, though she joined up with a slightly different niche of the realm of reviving superstition (followers of Aleister Crowley and fans of Ayn Rand.) Of course she has been making common cause, through Thunberg, for some time with depopulationist madfolk, the raving weirdos Attenborough and Goodall, who are just appalling exterminationists and racists peddling ludicrous Hitler-Rosenberg style myths. Like those insisting Christ was coming in 2000, Klein insisted with them and Morningstar and Gore that it would be too late to intervene in the Climate End Times if x, y, z was not accomplished by various dates all over a decade ago, and like them she is pretending it means nothing that 2000 passed without Beast and Rapture and the deadline to avert her New Deluvian Age and Meteorological Rapture passed without anything being done, so we are all dead: she is still demanding global austerity and, carefully, implicitly, depopulation.

Attenborough Goodall and Greta put out a video manifesto of their REPENT NOW THE END IS NIGH pitching a Plato’s Slave Plantation future:

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It’s very very very racist and offensive. It will make you genuinely sick to watch it. But it disavows its hysterics and moderates the crazed ranting mode with a tone that is pitched to bureaucrats at the UN and stuff.

But those appalling characters and their disgusting exterminism seem even mainstream compared to the coven of Kitsch Satanists around Weev, Mencius Moldbug, some twitter engineer, and Molly Crabapple, that Imposter Klein, at some point, unclear when, teamed up with to start delivering her corny fascist ‘Prophecies.’

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No doubt, even tho Klein married into the ruling class vanguard, and it never was more true that the upper rungs of that class are psychologically distinct, it must still have been a fearful prospect for her to launch herself into the monstrous mass death programme she is now a lead propagandist for. And not simply because it may fail, and the perps may be strung up. It isn’t at all odd that she tends to deliver her most breathtakingly murderous proposals in babytalk and adolescent snark, modes that are new to her. Even an unbeliever, as I imagine she still is, may reach for this bogus occult theology as a crutch to sustain her upright as she blows up her own worldview around her. So the spooky spooky — that is secret services fake cult leader — Crowley and his Golden Dawn Temple and all the related chazerai offer something to just throw over the crater of her demolished liberal-democratic-socialism.

In these prophecies of slaughter and renewal, newly anointed Pagan Priestess Naomi and her husband Avi Lewis, scion of the Canadian ruiling class political family, proposed that the sins of greedy, ‘carbon-based’ human life could be redeemed by a cleansing mass extermination followed by a human sacrifice. They chose their maiden, and without embarrassement decided she must be a black food service sharing economy worker. They name her, in Crowley-D’Annunzio cult style, Luciela.

Here in 2021, Klein and Lewis are in the Delphic Sybil trance relating what has been revealed to them of the future in store for us:

Another irony here, characteristic of the overall effort to abolish the distinction between illusion and reality, history and screenworld that Imposter Klein claims, unconvincingly, she is attempting now to re-establish, is that Molly Crabapple [Jennifer Caban] the ‘artist’ of this fascist hideousness seemed initially intended to enter the spectacle as a childish cartoon imposter of Klein, her doppelganger in the fascist comix vein. Maybe she was supposed to be both Naomis’ doppelganger, paired and severally, as she was fake involved in OWS and then fake arrested at OWS anniversary.

She really took part in Thelema and Golden Dawn rituals while attempting parvenir as a right wing blogger and grifter at the kitsch sub-Sadean strip club The Box, and then joined up as fake journalist but real PR for the real headchopping terrorist paramilitaries Ahrar Sham, cutsefier of imperial death squads, but all the time dressing up burlesque-style as cheesecake versions of this and that — protestor, guerilla, journalist, battlefield medic — in shitty ersatz publicity photos;

Klein and her husband Lewis entered the Moden Prophecies racket as Part II of this bizarre headchopper-and-4Chan-Tor-tekkie-Justice Dems Cult’s Messages From The Future. The first of course was AOC’s resistance-is-futile, your-fate-is-sealed Message from her private fast train provided by Americorps slaves.

Like AOC’s, Klein and Lewis’ prophecy came to them, oh we don’t know how exactly, but they assure us this message from the future is authoritative and advises that the world can be repaired through human sacrifice on a small ritualistic (Iphegenia to the Cop Seamonster) and mass scale at once. She calls all this Visionary Revelation the ‘future we deserve’ — for Luciela, death in her early 20s by a police bullet, for the majority of the masses of humanity death by state violence, drowning, starvation, disease in concentration camps, for the Klein Lewis family and their class? Idyllic green and fertile estates as far as the eye can see, worked by the traumatized survivors, dispossessed, without means of transport, without means of communications, locked out all day, given a ‘pod’ to sleep in at night.

So we have the usual freedom to choose here. Which Apocalypse do you prefer? Sybil Naomi’s or Prophetess Naomi’s?