For obvious reasons, I don’t read the Times (or the Times of London, as Americans call it). But my attention was drawn to a comment piece by one of its dripping-wet columnists blaming me - and evil climate sceptics like me - for the recent prolonged bout of hot weather.

“Where are all those climate sceptics now?”, the blanket-gnawing thumb-sucker asked rhetorically in the headline. The implication, of course, was that Global Warming was now so totally real and deadly and beyond reasonable doubt that all those fools who used to question it had by now, quite rightly, fled into hiding for fear of the righteous retribution they fully deserved for their toxic, planet-destroying denialism.

So I wrote a reply in the Spectator which gently but firmly put the bed-wetting hysteric back into his cot. Climate, I explained, is not the same thing as weather. Just because it’s sunny doesn’t mean we’re doomed. Nor should we bomb the economy back to the Dark Ages on the basis of an untested theory that the harmless trace gas CO2 might somehow be used as a control knob for world temperatures.

You’ll find the piece here, if you’re interested. It’s a quick, easy read, nicely catty in places, but I don’t think it tells you much that you don’t know already. I’ve been making these Climate 101 arguments for years, most notably in my book Watermelons, which I first published in 2012. But they’re the points you make to a Normie audience, like most of the Spectator’s readership, rather than to the kind of Awake readership I am mainly addressing here.

What I didn’t mention in the Spectator piece, because it muddies the argument, is that yes of course all this freakishly hot weather we’ve been having is man-made. But the men doing the making aren’t ordinary, decent, God-fearing folk like you and me. Rather, they are the dodgy geezers in charge of all those weather-manipulation programmes - HAARP, NEXRAD, chemtrails and so on - which the Predator Class has been using for decades now to achieve its usual nefarious ends: death, destruction, immiseration, starvation, disaster capitalism, re-zoning, etc.

You can’t talk about this stuff in the mainstream, of course, because it just makes the readers think you are a nutter.

The Powers That Be know this. That’s why whenever I write a piece like my Spectator one, there’s a character who pops up regular as clockwork in the comments section to remind everyone of my batshit crazy belief system, viz:

“James also thinks that Dinosaurs are fake, space doesn't exist, Paul McCartney died in the late 60s and the Southport killings never happened (check his X feed). He is, frankly put, completely mental.”

Comments sections, as we know, are heavily infiltrated by bots and the intelligence services (if there is any difference between the two). Their mission is to create what is known as “manufactured doubt.” [See ‘Everyone Is A Baddie’, below]

                 Everyone Is A Baddie (Apart From Me, Obviously. And Maybe Helen and Dick. You Too, Possibly, Though How Would I Know?) 25 April 2026        

This naturally invites the question: should us truth-seekers lay off the more esoteric conspiracy stuff in order to make our arguments more Normie-friendly?

I faced this dilemma when I was updating Watermelons, the book I wrote debunking the climate scare, originally published in 2012. Back then my Weltanschauung was pretty much a Normie one. Sure I sensed, not least because there was so much evidence to support it, that environmentalism was a form of elite conspiracy against ordinary folk. But there’s a lot I have discovered since which in my relatively Normie days would have struck me as outlandish.

For example, I had no idea of how big a role one family - the Rockefellers - had played in teeing up the climate scare, from the 1950s onwards. This they could do not only because of their access to virtually limitless resources, but also because they control so many institutions - newspapers, ‘scientific’ research centres, universities and so on.

Nor was I aware of the technologies which they (the global elites) have been using to manipulate weather in order to generate the headline-grabbing events - ‘wild fires’, hurricanes, floods, even earthquakes - which they then use further to ramp up the climate scare. “They’ve even got this space beam, called a Directed Energy Weapon, which they can use to zap the super yachts of inconvenient billionaires and destroy areas of Hawaii that they want to redevelop into 15 minute neighbourhoods, but which doesn’t work if you paint your roof blue,” I can imagine trying to explain to the James-Delingpole-of-ten-years ago. I doubt that he would have been terribly convinced.

And obviously I didn’t know - no Normie does: it would do their head in - that the people behind all this stuff, the tiny Cabal that runs the world, are all Satanic paedophiles.

But how much of this new information was it wise to include in my updated edition of Watermelons?

I thought long and hard about this and eventually decided: all of it.

You might wonder what relevance the Cabal’s Satanic paedophilic predilections have to a book about global warming. My rationale for this is not dissimilar to the one I offered recently to one of my podcast guests when he accused me of being ‘obsessed’ with this issue and of just using it to trawl for click-bait. Essentially, if you are fighting a war it helps if you know what makes your Enemy tick.

“But why would they do this?” is the question Normies most usually ask when you try giving them an overview of Who Really Runs The World.

Sure you could fob them off with the usual Normie-level explanations involving ‘money’ and ‘power’ but you would be doing the truth a disservice.

The people we’re talking about already have more than enough money and power. While they are not averse to acquiring more of both, neither of them is an itch they continually need to scratch. Doing evil, on the other hand, is a constant requirement in their tormented lives because the dark gods whom they serve require it of them.

Just because something is true, though, doesn’t mean that one is morally bound to mention it on every occasion. That Spectator piece I mentioned earlier provides a good example of when not to tell the whole truth. Had it said: “Global warming isn’t real because it was invented by trillionaire, child-eating Satanists who use gigantic death lasers to cause wild fires so their minions can clean up on the re-zoning and turn us all into slaves” it would likely have had fewer positive reader responses.

For some in the Awake not-a-community this is precisely why one shouldn’t waste any time writing for the mainstream media. Why involve oneself with an industry whose relentless lies and misreporting and disinformation made the Covid scam possible? Why write for an audience so wedded to the Normie paradigm that you have to pull most of your punches and muffle all your truth bombs? Why accept even a single slime-coated penny from one of the tentacular branches of the evil Beast System?

Well I don’t do it for the money, that’s for sure, because the money in journalism these days is dismal. I think I get paid less now for the fortnightly TV column I’ve been writing in the Spectator since 1997 than I did when I started it.

Rather I do it because it enables me to reach an audience who would never otherwise see my stuff because they don’t move in conspiracy circles. Yes, by and large you could call them Normies. But so are the vast majority of people in the world. And I don’t believe that the fact they think wrong things about most stuff is sufficient reason to write them out of my existence.

Whenever I read one of my more hardcore fellow conspiracy loons railing against Normies - how disgustingly fully-jabbed they are, how spectacularly they shat the bed during ‘covid’, how quick they were to demand that we Awake folk should be excluded or defunded or even imprisoned for refusing to submit to an experimental medical intervention - I think: “Yeah. We all know this. But what you’re doing is like picking on a kid with Down’s Syndrome.”

As Jesus almost said, the Normies will always be with us. Some of them are members of our families. Others of them are our friends. Others are the kind of randoms with whom one might find oneself trapped at a house party in August in a particularly remote part of Scotland.

To you, O pure ones, this may afford the perfect opportunity to demonstrate just how selfless and committed you really are. No more birthday cards for, or interactions of any kind with, family members who persist in believing that 9/11 was planned by a bearded man in an Afghan cave. No more friendships with anyone who calls them ‘contrails.’ As for that Scottish house party - let conviviality and generosity be damned: spoiling 15 other people’s holiday is a small price to pay for the ongoing fulfilment of your holy mission to enlighten the world as to the non-existence of viruses.

To me, though, this is snobbish zealotry. Apart from the fact that I don’t at all hate Normies - I just feel a bit sorry for them - I am averse to living in a world of self-enforced isolationism where the only people I talk to are the ones who more or less agree with me. Isolationism strikes me as the kind of behaviour one might expect from the evil elites we’re trying to overthrow. “Oh you mustn’t associate yourself with them. They are the profane. They are not privy to the recondite knowledge that makes us special,” is what Awake purity spirallers are basically telling us. Excuse me? Really?? Well if that’s the deal then I can’t see how our New Jerusalem is going to be a significant improvement on Their New World Order.

So this why I still write - though not very often, it must be said - for the mainstream media. But it’s a tricky balancing act. Part of my schtick throughout my writing career has been always to tell my readership exactly what I think. And you can no longer do that when you’re an Awake person writing for a Normie audience, because your basic assumptions are so very different. For example, when I’m writing for an Awake audience, I can take it as read that almost no one will believe in Evolutionary Theory and that quite a few of them will recognise it as a freemasonic conspiracy in which the devious, hypochondriacal, 33rd degree freemason Darwin was, of course, a leading player. But a Normie readership would consider such things anathema. They’ve been trained to think of Darwin as one of the greatest heroes of English history and of evolution as being so well established that it’s no longer theoretical. Diss Darwin - (unless the whole point of the piece was dissing Darwin, in which case you’d have no choice) - and you’d lose your audience as quickly as if you’d told them that ‘Shakespeare’ is evil and that anyway he wasn’t even the author, even though both those things are the case.

One of the most painful lessons I’ve learned in the public speaking side of my career is the importance of assessing your audience. Misjudge their tastes and you die horribly and might as well not have bothered. The same is true of writing. That’s why, whenever I write for the mainstream media I try not to mention that we haven’t been to the moon till at least the second or third paragraph. I’m a bit like a crocodile stalking a herd of migrating wildebeest gingerly approaching my river, aware that the slightest untoward move could frighten one and cause the whole lot to stampede on top of me. ‘Don’t frighten the wildebeest!’ as I am ever wont to say.

My problem here is that I have an incorrigible streak of mischievousness. In the TV column, for example, which I write once a fortnight I try to act as if I don’t know that TV is a gigantic brainwashing device and that all drama is a form of social control. But occasionally I just can’t help myself from slipping in cheeky insider references to characters like Alan Watt, whom nobody save fellow conspiracy loons will ever have heard of. I suppose it’s the equivalent of all those one-eye gestures and triangle hand shapes and so on that actors and politicians and churchmen use to signal to one another that they are members of the Big Club. But unlike the Big Club members I’m not doing it to get a hit of adrenochrome or promotion higher up the ladder leading to Satan’s arse. I just want to read someone in the comments section going: “Yes, James, I got it and I’m totally with you. I’ve been reading you for years and I’ve followed you down the rabbit hole. Keep doing what you are doing!” [I do actually get such messages sometimes. But not as often as I’d like].

But, as usual, I digress. We were talking, you may remember, about global warming. And we were wondering how much it’s safe to tell the children - aka the Normies - about this jolly important subject. Should one stick to the old arguments with which they are comfortably familiar - natural cycles, etc? Or should one try to move the discussion on and red pill them into realising that the climate industrial complex is more malign than they could have realised in their wildest dreams?

For reasons already stated, I’m going mainly with the first option. Take the win! Be happy and grateful how many people out there in the mainstream who now recognise that climate change is a hoax! Their profound climate scepticism may - who knows? - be their gateway drug to ever-increasing Awakeness.

The argument against this policy, though, is that to a degree you end up doing the Enemy’s work for them. That is, They don’t want you talking about chemtrails, HAARP, NEXRAD, Directed Energy Weapons, ‘elite’ depravity, Rockefellers, Satanic Ritual Abuse, etc so, by self-censoring, you are sort of surrendering to their evil will.

Also, if you form too close an alliance with mainstream climate scepticism you find yourself with some awkward bedfellows. This is why I don’t maintain much contact with the old chums who, five or ten years ago, I would have considered my staunchest allies in the great climate wars. It’s not that we’ve fallen out, exactly. It’s more that we’ve developed irreconcilable differences on certain other issues.

One of my old sceptic chums, for example, has been vigorously pushing the lab-leak theory on ‘Covid’ and has even written a book about it. I think this is an utterly bollocks theory - an Establishment cover-up narrative posing as dogged truth-seeking. But I wouldn’t want to say this to his face because it would be just rude.

Another is a rabid zionist. In fact, I’m guessing most of them probably would be if you asked them.

Quite a few - I can think of at least four - claim that chemtrails don’t exist and have been known to post about it on Twitter in a most annoying way.

But I’m not going to name and shame these people. I don’t understand this game we are apparently required to play where every time a Normie says something wrong and stupid we have to beat them to death with our pram toys. Who made that the rule, anyway? Why aren’t we allowed to do what I generally do in these situations, which is to roll my eyes, mutter “Twat!” at whoever has said the wrong and stupid thing, and then forget about it so I can move on to something more important? As I’ve said before and I’ll say again: Don’t feed the demons!

Anyway, while I’ve got you, if I’ve still got you, I’d like to borrow your crowd-sourcing services for a moment, if I may. I’m interested in hearing from any of you who can cast light on the phenomenon of man-made wild fires, like the ones at Lahaina and Pacific Palisades, and like the ones that nearly destroyed my mother’s house at Stourbridge in the West Midlands last week.

The “official” conspiracy theory on the Stourbridge fires is that they were started by kids inspired by some crazy new TikTok trend. But “kids following crazy new TikTok trend” sounds like a case of plausible deniability to me. Correct me if I am wrong but are not most of these so-called ‘wild fires’ actually started by arsonists in the pay of redevelopers who are in turn run by the Cabal? Is it even possible for a ‘wild fire’ to be started by, say, a broken bottle? [I mean broken glass isn’t like a magnifying glass, is it? Is this perhaps one of those urban myths They sow in our imaginations to make us more susceptible to the idea that ‘wild fires’ are caused by ‘careless’ picnickers, smokers and such like?] And to what extent do They now rely on Directed Energy Weapons these days? Or is it still mainly Old School: bloke in hoodie with matches and a can of petrol?

I only couched it as a question in order to evade libel tourism.

Can you imagine how galling it would be if one of the most loathsome, punchable faces on the planet, with the blood of millions on his (possibly) adrenochrome-stained talons, flew over to England on a private jet probably belonging to the kind of people who were regulars on Epstein island, and took me to the cleaners in the notoriously tyrant-friendly English libel courts just because I had forgotten to stress that it’s not 100 per cent certain that he killed the lead singer of Queen, but only a reasonable likelihood?

Anyway, while we’re there, I wonder whether it’s not also possible that Anthony Fauci may have been responsible for the deaths of tennis player Arthur Ashe, famously heterosexual movie star Rock Hudson, rapper Eazy-E, pretend psycho murderer Anthony Perkins, Australian swimming trunk decorator Keith Haring and restrained, austere and quietly macho pianist Liberace, and loads of other gay and not-gay people besides.

I mean if AIDS was never real - and it wasn’t; and if the repurposed, insta-kill, failed-cancer-cure death drug AZT was what really finished off all those supposed AIDS victims - and it was; and if Anthony Fauci was not only the charlatan behind the whole AIDS lie but also the fraudster who promoted AZT as the cure - and he was - then surely it isn’t a huge stretch to argue that it was he (and not an innocent, probably never-even-existed ‘virus’ called HIV) that wiped out all those celebrities?

Does this get me off the hook, libel lawyers? I jolly well hope so.

Anyway, if I’ve got it wrong the person who really should be sued here is not me but RF Kennedy Jr. He was the one that wrote the book exposing all this information, The Real Anthony Fauci.

I remember reading it - or rather wading through it: it was a doorstopper of a behemoth and it really needed an editor - when it came out in late 2021 and thinking: “Wow! This stuff is DYNAMITE! And so well-sourced and lavishly referenced! No way is the slimy quack going to escape justice this time. Not when he’s got the dogged, brave and tenacious RFK Jr on his case! Not if ever Donald Trump gets back into office and discovers just how badly he was misled about Covid and the vaccines…"

As perhaps you can tell I was a bit more innocent in those days. I still believed that there were plucky White Hats out there - people like RFK Jr who were of the Establishment but not necessarily with the Establishment - who might yet save the day with the Sword of Truth and Justice.

But that was five years ago. Since then the scales have fallen from my eyes, somewhat, as I suspect they have for most of you.

Which is why I find myself a bit puzzled to read all the outraged reactions on social media, from the Awake and Unawake alike, to the ‘news’ that wicked Dr Fauci has somehow managed to evade all those checks and balances there to protect us all from wrongdoing in public office and that, yet again, the conniving weasel-creature has managed to escape scot free.

I mean, I get it from the brainwashed, who believe the ‘news’ is real. But surely by now people who purport to be Awake ought to know better than this?

Trump, Biden, RFK Jr, Fauci, Rand Paul: they’re all members of the same Big Club that we’re not in. Of course they’re going to protect their own because that’s what members of the Big Club do.

Freddie Mercury was in that Big Club too, as likely were all the other dead AIDS celebrities I mentioned earlier. That doesn’t mean I think he deserved to die, not at all. Bohemian Rhapsody was part of the soundtrack of my youth. And how can one not have a sneaking admiration for a man who threw parties in which dwarfs with silver salvers of cocaine balanced on their heads (did I get this detail right?) munchkinned their way among the throng, offering nasal solace to anyone who fancied a Colombian pick-me-up?

But why reserve our sympathy only for famous dead people whose pop songs we quite liked? If we’re going to rue the costs of AIDS then we should properly feel aggrieved on behalf of EVERYONE who lived through that era, for there was almost no one that this faked-up crisis didn’t affect, in one way or another: everyone from the young singles forced to treat each new sexual encounter as if it were a game of Russian roulette to the manufacturers of and shareholders in the slimming drink suddenly forced into an expensive rebrand to consumers of all culture, both high and low, thereafter obliged whether they liked it or not to worship at the shrine of any creator brandishing their gay credentials - Armistead Maupin, Tony Kushner, Larry Kramer, Keith Haring, Robert Mapplethorpe, Frankie Goes To Hollywood, thence all the way to Russell T Queer As Folk Davies - because now the AIDS crisis was the only game in town and if you didn’t like having erect willies rubbed in your face you were now a vile homophobe.

If anyone thinks I’m being tasteless or insensitive here, I ought to stress that that previous paragraph is not one I would have written had AIDS genuinely been the result of an actual virus which appeared out of nowhere to wipe out the ‘gay community.’ My sarcasm and bitterness derives wholly from my irritation that here was yet another elite psyop which forced on us cultural and behavioural shifts that would never have been necessary if we’d all just said: “No”.

I’m angry not with the people who fell for it but with the people who staged it - the Usual Suspects - in order to mess with our heads, kill a few more of us, and shift our culture in a direction that was useful to them. AIDS, it now seems obvious, was staged to do for homosexuality what the Holocaust did for the Jews. It rendered beyond criticism. People - probably the majority of people in those days, because the programming was far from complete - who felt uncomfortable by what gay men do to one another in bed (and elsewhere) found themselves in a position where they could no longer grumble because harrowing picture of skeletal, once-handsome and fit man, breathing his last in hospital and then having vital new campaigning charity named after him. Suddenly, to have friends who happened to be homosexual was no longer to have a friends who happened to be homosexual but a badge of honour, a statement of virtue. “Some of my best friends are gay!” Get you!

This is not meant, in any way, to make light of the suffering of the poor kids, most of them male and gay, who were persuaded by the prevailing propaganda to take a medical treatment they didn’t need for a disease they didn’t have. And then died as a result.

If that sounds familiar it’s because, with hindsight, as well as being the Gay Holocaust the AIDS scare was also a dry run for the Covid scare. They picked young Fauci to launch the Eighties beta testing model. Then they used old and now even-more-heavily-embedded-in-the-system Fauci to roll out the finished article in the early 2020s.

Note that ‘They’. At no stage was Fauci ever really in charge of anything. He was just a puppet of the Predator Class, as most of the annoying and despicable people whose names we know - Bill Gates, Jeffrey Epstein, Piers Morgan, etc - are.

I’m not saying that Fauci isn’t hateful. How could anyone, reasonably argue so absurd a proposition? What I’m saying is that hating him is a waste of your energy. Your home got torched - and your hapless pets fried - on the orders of a vicious, unimaginably evil Mafia cartel. But instead of focusing your ire on the cartel, you are getting angry with the dumb kid they somehow cajoled into spilling the gasoline and lighting the match.

This is exactly why They want you to get angry with Fauci. And why, when you do so, you are doing Their work for them. It distracts from the real reason ‘AIDS’ appeared and the real reason ‘Covid’ appeared. Both were just marketing devices for the next round of kill shots.

Like all psyops, the latest pantomime starring Fauci serves a multitude of nefarious purposes, all of them wearisomely familiar because they have been used repeatedly by the Predator Class throughout history to maintain their grip over the mass of humanity.

1. Disillusionment

We are taught in school, in fiction, in the media, in the movies, in academe that The System is there to protect our interests. We have been brainwashed to imagine that the Authorities, though flawed and occasionally corrupt and incompetent, are essentially well-motivated and responsible. We are assured that there are these things called ‘checks and balances’ to ensure that wrong-doing in public office will eventually be found out and punished.

Then we see someone like Fauci quite literally getting away with murder and our hopes - yet again - are dashed.

2. Division

The Covid psyop (not unlike its predecessor the AIDS psyop) split us into a number of bickering factions. The virus was a natural mutation which escaped from Wuhan market and may have had something to do with bats or pangolins/the virus was bio-engineered in the labs - aka the official conspiracy theory/the virus was faked/the virus was faked and anyway viruses don’t exist. The vaccines were safe and effective and saved millions of lives/the vaccines were rushed and though quite effective nevertheless killed and injured some unlucky people because of insufficiently rigorous protocols/the vaccines were never meant to work because acting as kill shots was always their real purpose. etc.

3. Misinformation/disinformation

Suddenly even those of us with non-medical backgrounds became an instant expert on cytokine storms and spike proteins and lipid nanoparticles. Get people focused on the irrelevant details and they ignore the bigger picture: there was no medical justification for those ‘vaccines’. They were a weapon of war created and promoted by the Predator Class to be used against us. That was always their primary purpose.

If you still have any doubts about this, I recommend you read the work of Katherine Watt. This podcast I recorded with her three years ago is a useful primer. Watt has since retired from the game but her research lives on: essentially since at least the Second World War, US Congress has passed legislation making it easier and easier for Big Pharma to kill us with impunity. Vaccination is, quite literally, a military operation against the people.

Then, for confirmation, read the work of Sasha Latypova. Sasha too has nailed it.

Due Diligence and ArtThe Fauci Show: don't take the bait! Today is the day! Rand Paul is going to grill Fauci as part of his ongoing investigation of the “origins of COVID-19” and “the coverup of the gain-of-function research” and other super exciting stuff. Are you going to be glued to your computer listening to this historic moment of finally getting justice and accountability for covid crimes…Read more3 days ago · 401 likes · 247 comments · Sasha Latypova

She’s good on the specifics of the Covid scam. And equally strong on the true purpose of vaccines generally. They are not there to help you in any way. We discuss this on several of the podcasts we have recorded together, such as this one.

4. Energy Harvesting

This is probably the hardest thing for most people to grasp because we have been raised in a culture which has taught us to scorn the supernatural and reject the spiritual. So the idea that every time you hate Anthony Fauci - or Piers Morgan; or both - you are feeding the demons that prey on negative emotions might sound implausible.

But it’s true. That’s why I occasionally write pieces with titles like Don’t Feed The Demons.

https://www.jamesdelingpole.co.uk/Writing/Articles/don-t-feed-the-demons

As I say in the piece I find it very hard to take my own advice. But that’s the nature of the Fallen World we live in. It is, among other things, a massive energy harvesting operation in which demonic forces continuously egg us on to get cross about stuff because then they get to eat. Of course it’s tempting because THEY make it tempting.

One of the people I find particularly hard to avoid hating is the aforementioned Piers Morgan. But that is because he is so brilliant at his job, which is to goad us, bait us, mislead us and be generally smug and loathsome. It’s worth remembering this next time you’re tempted to post something on Twitter pointing out, say, his outrageous inconsistencies over Covid. You might think you are chastising him but actually you are giving him a pat on the back.

What I find helpful is to remember that Officially Designated Hate Figures like Morgan and Anthony Fauci are not ‘real’ in any meaningful sense of the word. They have no inner life, no hinterland and certainly no conscience or soul. Rather they are comedy villains - evil ones, certainly, but not ones worth getting worked up about. Think of them, if you like, as characters like the naughty crocodile in Punch & Judy shows who comes to steal the sausages. Yes, he IS a very naughty crocodile. But he’s still only a puppet.