video: The Psyop Exposed: Why They’re Cheering Murder & How We Stop It

I haven’t been able to sleep the last couple days. I’m sure that is the case for many of you, so I wanted to create a video, that might expose the psyop that is being engaged against humanity, and why the leftists are celebrating.

So, as we know, the reason for our lack of sleep- Charlie Kirk—dead. Murdered. Gunned down while having discourse with college kids who disagreed with him, a description of how the left is ultra-violent and then the their pundits accuse the right for it.

And you’d think the sane response, “Let’s mourn, light a candle, say something nice. Let’s donate to his children that will grow up without a father.”

But that’s not the left, as they have been indoctrinated, because you can find them disseminating videos of themselves celebrating, popping champagne, making memes, cackling like hyenas because Charlie wore the wrong political jersey.
Are you kidding me?! This is what we’re doing now? Celebrating a murder like it’s the Super Bowl and your team just scored? It’s like, “Touchdown! He’s dead! Pass the nachos!”
And by the way, a lot of this are the learnings I got from psyop export Chase Hughes to give credit where it is due, and I’m coming at this with my own twist, so thumb up the video, and leave a comment with your thoughts on it.

Look, let’s step back and examine, because this ain’t about Charlie Kirk, okay? I don’t care if you loved him, though I know for a fact he was a force of unity and good, or maybe you disagreed with his views.

This is about us hitting a new low where political murder is just another Tuesday headline. We’re scrolling past it like it’s a cat video or an ad for some sketchy weight-loss tea.
“Oh, someone got assassinated? Cool, what’s next, nice TikTok dance?”
And some, all on the left, are cheering like it’s a game show, and the prize is a body bag. This is vile, people! It’s like we’ve all been possessed by the ghost of a Reddit thread gone wrong.

And here’s the kicker—this isn’t politics anymore. This is some dark, twisted, Lord-of-the-Flies nonsense. We’ve crossed into a place where violence is just part of the conversation, like, “Hey, you disagree with me on tax policy? How about a bullet to the face?”
TV networks are out here playing clips on loop, hyping up the idea that the other side isn’t just wrong—they’re the spawn of Satan who need to be wiped out. They’re like, “These people are a threat! They’re dangerous! Maybe a little violence is fine!” And it’s not some tinfoil-hat conspiracy—it’s mainstream!
You’ve seen it! Pundits on CNN, MSNBC, and a whole host of media outlets, “Maybe a fist, maybe a gun, who’s to say?”
They’re been planting these seeds for years, and we’re all just eating it up like it’s free popcorn at a bar.

they amplify these idiot voices, and assure you that is representative of the “other side.” art’s a fact, you can’t argue it. 

Really? A fact? Like gravity or 2+2=4, which is constantly cast in doubt by certain evil forces This is what we’re normalizing now? It’s like we’re auditioning for a reboot of The Purge, but instead of masks, we’re wearing red hats or blue pins. And the media’s loving it, because outrage sells.
Facts? BORING! But a screaming protester with purple hair threatening to burn down a Wendy’s? That’s gold, baby! That’s what keeps you glued to the screen, frothing at the mouth, ready to fight your neighbor over a bumper sticker.

Here’s the deal, and I’m gonna scream this from the rooftop— the second your ideas need a gun to back them up, they’re garbage. Done. Bankrupt. Every tyrant, every failed cult, every societal collapse starts the same way—debate dies, and violence moves in like a shady roommate who doesn’t pay rent, and drinks your milk straight from the bottle.

You can’t argue with a bullet. You can only die. And when killing becomes the vibe, we’re all just one bad day away from Mad Max.

But oh, they’ve got us fooled, don’t they? They’ve got us thinking it’s Left vs. Right, Red vs. Blue.
It’s a distraction, folks! A big, shiny magic trick while they’re picking our pockets and laughing. Turn on cable news, and what do you get? The loudest, dumbest, most unhinged freaks they can find, blasted in your face 24/7. (Image of Bakari Sellers) They’re not showing you your coworker who votes differently or the mom at the grocery store with a different yard sign.
No, they’re showing you the guy who looks like he just escaped a clown college on fire, screaming about lizard people.
Why? Because they want you to think, “Oh my God, these people are the enemy! They’re why my life sucks!”

This is straight-up psychological warfare, okay? It’s in the military manuals! Here is the outline of the plan:

Step one: isolate people. Tell them not to talk to the other side. “Don’t date those weirdos, don’t work with them, cut them out!” And boy let me tell you, having Heterodox views during the George Floyd riots when they were engaging in a color revolution was no fun. Standing on the side of reason, got me personally cancelled by more people than I even know, because at least some had the grace to do so silently. These people got so worked up defending the social  justice narrative that over and over again was hammered into their minds, and cancelling people over their was the “right and moral” thing to do.

If it Sounds like a cult … it’s because it is!

Step two: echo chambers. Social media’s like, “Oh, you hate that guy?

Now the algorithm is going to feed you 50 more posts to make you hate him more and we’re going to filter out anything that might contradict, because cognitive dissonance might cause you to close out the app.

Algorithms are just recycling your rage like it’s a moonshine still, and you’re getting drunk on it.

Step three: the tribal script. It’s us vs. them, good vs. evil, life or death over every damn thing—taxes, healthcare, whether pineapple belongs on pizza, and I am willing to go to war if you think it does.
It’s all a holy war now! And when you mix that with a little righteous superiority, your brain’s like, “Hell yeah, let’s celebrate a murder! They deserved it!”

This isn’t an accident, people. This is engineered. The media, the algorithms, the whole circus—it’s designed to keep you pissed off and blind while the real players, the covert elite, cash their checks.
You know who I’m talking about—those CEOs, mega-donors, political lifers who fund both sides because they don’t care who wins. They’re like, “Red team, blue team, doesn’t matter, I’m getting paid!”

They need you divided, because a united public scares the hell outta them. You’ve got more in common with the guy in the MAGA hat or the lady with the “Coexist” sticker than you do with some billionaire like Reid Hoffman, deciding your fate from a penthouse.

And let’s talk about assassinations for a sec. They’re not about stopping evil—they’re about stopping ideas.
You don’t kill someone because their takes are weak and ineffective in their persuasion. You kill them because their words are working. MLK? Killed because his dream of unity and economic equality was catching on.
JFK? Taken out when he started poking at the war machine.
Rabin in Israel? Whacked for pushing peace.

When debate dies, when we start censoring or shooting instead of talking, we’re done. And Society’s vibrating to this hateful frequency like a bunch of lemmings at a rave of death.

The media? Supposed to be our watchdog, right? Ha! They’re a propaganda slot machine, spitting out outrage like it’s quarters, except they know exactly how to get you to keep playing, make you angry.
They’re not giving you facts—they’re giving you a nightmare reel of the worst people they can find. Why? Because you’ll watch. You’ll get mad. You’ll come back for more because anger is addicting and powerful.
Meanwhile, the real enemy—these entrenched power freaks who profit off your hate, either psychically because it enables them to wield the ring of Power, or just with cold hard cash—they’re untouchable. They’re laughing at us, sipping martinis, while we’re out here ready to fistfight over a Facebook post.

But here’s the good news, folks, and I’m gonna bring it down for a second before I lose my mind. Strip away the hashtags, the slogans, the noise—what do we all want? Safe kids, a roof that doesn’t leak, food in the fridge, a job that doesn’t make you wanna jump off a bridge, and a little honesty from the clowns who claim to represent us.

That guy with the annoying Vegans Rock bumper-sticker? He wants it too. The lady in the MAGA hat you rolled your eyes at? Same.
The mom working three jobs who doesn’t even vote? She’s in. But the media won’t show you that. They show you the purple-haired protester screaming about burning stuff down or the red-faced dude ranting about QAnon, because that’s what makes you hate. That’s what keeps you hooked.

So here’s my pledge, and you can scream it with me: I’m not letting some algorithm decide who my neighbor is! I’m not normalizing political violence! I’m not cheering for blood! I’m choosing sanity, baby! And if enough of us do that, this whole rotten system collapses. There are more sane people than psychopaths, I promise. The online madness? It’s fake. It’s a lie. We’re not two tribes—we’re one people getting played.

And let me leave you with this, straight from MLK, because I’m classy like that: “Violence is a descending spiral, begetting the very thing it seeks to destroy. You can’t murder the lie or the hate—you just make more.”

Darkness doesn’t beat darkness. Hate doesn’t beat hate. Only light and love do that. So, wake up, stop hating your neighbor, and let’s take this scam apart brick by hateful brick.