Adolescence is toxic, we can all agree on that. But I wonder whether Reacher isn’t more dangerous.

Unlike Adolescence, which you’d only watch if you were a member of the brainwashed Normie chattering classes gulled by the notion that it’s landmark, important, state-of-the-nation TV, Reacher is the sort of thing you might easily mistake for harmless escapism.

I did so myself when I watched the first season, which I reviewed in the Spectator. “It sounds contrived, cartoonish and formulaic, which indeed it is a bit, but it’s done in so delightful a way that you really don’t mind,” I wrote. And: “…Great fun, one of those series you look forward to and could happily binge-watch, even though you know it’s not going to add much to your quotient of brain cells.”

Well, at least I was right about the brain cells. But Reacher isn’t just dumbed-down TV so moronically stupid it makes even retards feel brainy. It also serves a very deliberate and cynical propaganda purpose, which is stunningly obvious when you notice it but which most of its audience never will notice because they’re so busy congratulating themselves on what dumb-ass, so-bad-it’s-good, old fashioned entertainment they’re enjoying.

Perhaps the most shameless propaganda lurks within the central premise. Jack Reacher is an ex-Army investigator. His dad - Semper fi - was a Marine. He regularly collaborates with the police and with the three-letter agencies, sometimes going to bed with them if they are female and implausibly hot which at least one of them is per season. The guys he prefers to hang out with are all ex-military. The values he upholds are those of the military. Everything that is good about America is embodied in the military and, for the most part, by the mostly honest, decent, courageous, long-suffering, wise-cracking cops and the mostly brave, efficient, if frustratingly by-the-book three-letter agencies.

Do you see what might be wrong with any of that? Well, no, obviously if you’re a Normie, you wouldn’t. And therein lies the problem.

I’m reminded of my early days venturing down the rabbit hole and coming upon the work of Alan Watt, host of the Cutting Through The Matrix podcast. Watt knew more about the conspiracy realm than I’ll ever know and his podcasts were part of my education. Such a shame that I never got to have him on the Delingpod before he died (not unmysteriously, as is the way when you are too much over the target).

Anyway, I remember listening to one of Watt’s monologues where he was explaining that TV and film drama served two purposes - the ulterior one of entertainment and the hidden one of mass mind manipulation. The key to spotting the hidden one, he said, was to ignore the distractions of plot, character and incident and instead to focus on the broader overview of its depiction of the world.

So, for example, screen drama is a relentless promoter of sexual infidelity - to the point where if you’re not having an affair in your own life you feel like you’re missing out. Ditto drug and alcohol use. And - definitely worth listening to the podcast I did with Jason Christoff on this subject because it’s a real eye-opener - coffee-drinking.

But perhaps of all the narratives that TV drama pushes, none is so prevalent as the one that Reacher, and series like Reacher, ram down your throat until you almost choke: Authority is your Friend; the cops are there to help you; police corruption is so rare as to deserve its own BBC TV series Line of Duty illustrating just how exceptional it is; crimes get solved in the end, even if it has to be by one of those cold-case sleuths; and in the unlikely event that the police can’t help, well there’s always the super police - those amazingly talented, committed and professional three-letter agencies which are the last line of defence protecting all us humble, grateful ordinary folk from Those Who Would Seek To Destroy Us.

Rarely, if ever, is it mentioned that among Those Who Would Seek To Destroy Us are those three-letter agencies themselves. Nothing personal. They’re just doing their job. The three letter agencies - MI5 and MI6; the CIA; the FBI; the DEA; etc - do not work for us useless eaters and never have. Like the police, like the military, like all the various branches of the ‘security state’, they are there to serve the interests of the true rulers of this world, whom we might term the Predator Class or the Cabal.

Some readers may be offended at so bleak a characterisation of our heroic forces of law and order. Look, I’m not saying everyone who works for them is bad. Ted Gunderson: he was FBI, so there’s at least one exception straight off. But I am saying they are all bad institutionally because that is how they were designed. [See, eg, just how many police departments across the US states have the Masonic square and compass in their logo. Do you think in the eyes of such institutions everyone is equal before the law?]

It’s a hard pill for many of us to swallow, this notion that the Authorities are NOT our friend. And the reason it’s so unswallowable a pill is because it contradicts everything we’ve been told throughout our lives, not least by the idiot box in our sitting room. Dixon of Dock Green; Hawaii Five-O; The Sweeney; Kojak; Starsky and Hutch; The Professionals… I shudder now to think how many hours of my impressionable early years might have been squandered allowing myself to be brainwashed while under the delusion that I was being entertained.

Big-budget, mass market entertainment series like Reacher play an important role of this deception process. As Alan Watt used to explain, most of us have a false understanding of why it is that leading newscasters, top actors, high profile movie directors and bestselling writers are paid so much. We think - because we have been trained to do so - that it is all the result of public demand or market value. But it’s not. The real reason these people are paid so much is because their services are so valuable to the Cabal, which derives much of its power - and maintains that power - from their ongoing ability to push false narratives on the mass of the populace.

One of these false narratives concerns the identity of all those scary baddies who are out to get us. We are told, depending on the mood of the times, that we are threatened by evil Commies or Mafiosi or wicked Muslim terrorists or deranged serial killers or merciless drug dealers or - in the case of Adolescence - 13 year old white kids radicalised by Andrew Tate. I’m not trying to claim that there are not people in these categories who may pose a threat. (Well, apart from the 13-year old white kid one, which is the purest bollocks). What I am saying is that in reality most of these threats emanate, ultimately, from the small number of ‘elite’ families who run the world like a criminal cartel. Their business model includes: disaster capitalism; drugs; child trafficking; revolution; war. The ‘security services’ are there to facilitate this process, whether in the form of cover ups and misdirection (eg the police) or in the form of the assassinations and other black ops carried out by the Special Forces and the three-letter agencies.

Perhaps it now becomes clearer why the Reacher series of novels were allowed by the publishing industry and book trade to become such massive bestsellers. And why the latest TV adaptation is enjoying its third season on Amazon Prime. While its mainly Normie audience and readership are going “Tee hee! Reacher just did that cool thing where he breaks the dead guy’s limbs with his bare hands so he can hide the body in the trunk of the car!”, they are quietly being programmed into becoming the compliant idiots of the controlling elites.

Once you’ve started noticing, you can’t stop noticing. Another thing heavily promoted on Reacher is junk food consumption. Reacher himself is ludicrously buff, with the kind of physique you could only acquire as the result of hours, daily, in the gym, and a diet comprising raw eggs and grass fed beef. His crew are lean and agile. The women - at least the designated love interest ones - are toned. Yet not once do we see any of them doing anything that might contribute to this health and fitness. On the contrary, they are forever visibly bingeing on take outs and the kind of trash you might find on sale in gas stations. None of the good guys smokes, it’s true. (In Reacher, smoking is a bad-guy signifier). But I doubt that is for audience health-promotion reasons. More likely, it’s because the Cabal have realised that tobacco or nicotine are actually beneficial in warding off the ill-effects of some of the other stuff they use to poison us, like vaccines or 5G.

Then there are the baddies. The baddies in Reacher are baddies because they’re just EVIL. They’re guys like the latest baddie Xavier Quinn, a wrong un of indeterminate ethnicity whose main purpose in life - whatever he might imagine to the contrary - is to be so horrible, so brutal, so cacklingly villainous that when he is eventually killed by Reacher we can all go “Yay! Reacher finally nailed the bastard!”

But why is this series so eager to whip us up into a state where we don’t merely want the bad guys brought to justice but killed - and the more mercilessly the better? Because, of course, it wants to make us morally complicit in the kind of thing the security state already does, all the time, anyway - albeit unofficially. “I don’t want this bastard to have the luxury of a fair trial and life in prison,” you’re meant to go. “I want to see him die now!” So many cop films and TV shows do this - the tradition goes at least as far back as Dirty Harry (1971) where we just can’t wait to see that horrible, crazy evil guy wasted by Clint Eastwood’s .45 Magnum - that we now take it almost for granted. Reacher simply takes this formula to the next level. That is, if you are a baddie in Reacher, even if you’re just some kind of low-level henchman, the likelihood is that you’re going to exit the show not in handcuffs but via some savage, extra-judicial summary justice courtesy of our friend Jack Reacher.

In one particularly revolting scene in Season Three - well, I found it revolting, anyway - Reacher and his cute but capable girl DEA squeeze leave a wounded bad guy stranded on a blazing boat and rejoice as he goes up in flames. Really? Is this where we now are in our civilisational advancement? Where popular TV encourages us to rejoice in someone being burned alive because, hey, he deserves it, he’s a bad guy? Whatever happened to the rule of law? Whatever happened to the Christian possibility of redemption? Oh - and if summary justice is such a cool, sexy thing, how would we all feel if it were being administered against us, by some security state apparatchik without quite the same exaggeratedly refined sense of justice of the impeccably, nay almost tediously, moralistic Jack Reacher?

The other main function of the baddies in Reacher, of course, is to distract the viewer from thinking too hard about who is really behind the world’s worst criminal activity. Xavier Quinn is presented to us as some random, deus ex machina, mastermind of a gun-running operation attempting to supply all those cells of evil foreign terrorists who have infiltrated America and are trying to destroy it from within. Of course, in real life there would be no need for Reacher to spy on this operation and bust it wide open because the Authorities would already be aware of it and steering well clear, for fear of jeopardising a vital, Elites revenue stream run by the CIA. That’s why series like Reacher tend to get large amounts of technical advice and even financial support from the three letter-agencies. They tell the public exactly what the three-letter agencies want them to hear.

Watching Reacher with Awake eyes transforms your viewing experience. It’s unintentionally hilarious. There’s a scene in season three where one of the characters suddenly announces: “Pack your sunscreen. We’re going to LA.” Excuse me? You’ve got to admire the diabolical genius of this shoehorning-in, on the flimsiest of pretexts, of a product which every half-Awake person - but not Normies sadly - knows damn well to avoid like the plague. (Mind you, for the ‘no-sunscreen’ protocol properly to work you need to steer clear of seed oils. Which obviously Reacher and his crew don’t do: their diet is drowning in them…).

I guess the Normie hot-take counter to my thesis might be that Reacher, who is continually on the move, staying in cheap motels because he has no fixed abode, living out of a suitcase in the same rancid t-shirt which he has picked up in the local thrift store, is actually some kind of anti-Establishment off-grid role model. Nope. That doesn’t wash with me. If anything, he’s the poster boy for Klaus Schwab’s “You will own nothing and be happy.”

Every idiot knows that the world is a globe. It’s so obvious - duh - it really doesn’t need explaining.

But you still want me to explain? Really??

OK, well let’s start with the basics. Do you remember how, when you were at school, your teacher had an actual model of the globe sitting on his - or, depending on your age - her desk? Do you honestly think a trusted authority figure like your teacher would have done that if globes weren’t real?

Now the BBC. For over fifty years now the BBC’s logo has been a globe. The BBC is a trusted news organisation which broadcasts to billions of people, every day, all over the world. Do you think an institution of such unimpeachable authority and augustness as the BBC would have allowed their logo to promulgate a lie for more than half a century? And do you think one of their vast teams of highly-trained fact-checkers wouldn’t have noticed?

And don’t get me started on the main theatre in early 17th century London where they put on the plays of the most famous playwright in history, William Shakespeare, who could barely write his own name but was definitely responsible for all the masterpieces attributed to him. No, not the Rose, you fool. I mean the other one. Yes. Blimey, you are slow. The Globe. Yes. The Globe!

I could, of course, go on with further unarguable proofs that the world is a spinning ball. But I feel I have done enough to make my case. The world is a spinning ball because, well it obviously just is.

Or is it?

The last time I broached this subject, about a year ago, I was more or less on the fence as to whether the world was a globe, or whether it was flat - or hollow or whatever.

https://delingpole.substack.com/p/some-of-the-cleverest-people-i-know

It’s not that I can prove for certain that the earth is flat. Just that I find that ‘spinning globe theory’ has rather too much in common with all the other theories we are taught at school as accepted fact - evolutionary theory; man-made global warming theory; contagion theory; etc - but which have turned out, on closer examination by those few who can be bothered to look, to be a busted flush.

I can’t remember now whether it’s Delingpole’s First Law or Delingpole’s Second Law, but whichever it is it goes like this: The more often They tell us something, the less likely it is that it is actually true.

So, for example, we know that dinosaurs never existed because small children, boys especially, are taught about little else. Kids can’t even escape these made-up beasts when they go to bed because they’re printed all over their pyjamas, on the wall posters they got from the Natural History Museum and probably on their pillowcases too.

Ditto space travel, which is the other thing children, small boys especially, get rammed down their throats almost from infancy. Buzz Lightyear, space rockets, Tintin Destination Moon, aliens, the Clangers, Star Trek, Star Wars, planets and stars on your bedroom ceiling that glow in the dark. And spaceman pyjamas - and pillowcases, obviously.

We know that the Titanic didn’t sink from hitting an iceberg because of A Night To Remember (1958), Raise The Titanic (1980) and Titanic (1997).

We know that airships were safe and effective because of The Hindenburg (1975).

We know that nuclear power is safe because of The China Syndrome (1979) and the 2019 miniseries Chernobyl.

We know that climate change is bollocks because they never stop talking about it.

I think we can apply the same rule, fairly comfortably, to the concept of ‘the globe’, don’t you?

It’s so ubiquitous that even though I now believe in spinning ball theory about as much as I do the notion that 9/11 was planned by a man in a cave, I still find it hard to exorcise it from my vocabulary. When you’re reaching for a synonym for ‘worldwide’ it’s ‘global’. When you’ve exhausted Planet Earth (not that it is a planet, I don’t think), it’s ‘the globe.’

Still, I’m aware that Delingpole’s Law will not be nearly enough to persuade die-hard globetards. If the earth is flat, they’re going to need hard evidence - and a lot more of it than anyone has presented so far.

But I don’t think, to be honest, they’re ever going to get it. Personally I find the Flat Earth evidence I’ve looked at so far pretty persuasive - the ultra-long lens photos refuting the supposed curvature; the ‘flat non rotating earth assumption’ used in aircraft navigation; emergency landings in places inconsistent with the globe model; etc. If you’re expecting anything stronger than that, though, let me put to you a question. Suppose, for a moment, that the Flat Earthers are right and that there has been a massive elite conspiracy since the 16th century to conceal the true shape of our dwelling place, a conspiracy which includes all the scientists, all the seats of learning, all the schools and all the conduits (books, TV, movies, newspapers, the internet) which dispense information. Do you not think, maybe, that such a long-standing, far-reaching conspiracy would take scrupulous care to render it all but impossible for you to acquire the kind of proof you are demanding?

Here, I would argue, is a much more sensible way for Awake types to approach the question.

It comes by kind courtesy of my latest podcast guest Steven Young, who shares my scepticism of the spinning globe model. Unlike me, Young has the benefit of a scientific background, which renders him proof to one of the charges commonly levelled at Flat Earthers by globetards: “You don’t understand basic science.” 

Dr Young does very much understand the science. He has a PhD in theoretical physics and is fully capable of explaining abstruse concepts like Schrödinger’s Cat or the various bizarre contortions Newton went through in order to explain planetary motion while cramming in those important numerals 66. He just now happens to think it’s all made up bollocks.

https://www.patreon.com/posts/steven-young-124414767

What Young gets is that while individual elements in flat earth theory may have flaws - his claims about flight times from Capetown to Santiago in Chile, for example, took some flak in my Telegram channel - the overall picture points very much away from the globe theory model. [Young’s Substack is here by the way]

I would never expect a Normie to become a flat earther because they have too much baggage in the way, starting with the gigantic trunk marked “But why would they lie to us?” But I’m surprised by how much resistance there is to Flat Earth from some Awake people, given how generally aware Awake people are that everything they have been taught about the world is a lie.

If, for example, you know that the Moon Landings were all fake, then it hardly requires a giant leap to understand that NASA is a black budget project, that all the various unmanned missions we’ve sent to Mars are equally fake, and that Elon Musk’s rocket programme is fake. In fact, it has all started to look so embarrassingly fake of late - eg those dolphins greeting the escape capsule of the gammon-faced man and straggly haired woman who are supposed to have spent the last nine months trapped on the Space Station - that you wonder if they haven’t now given up even pretending to try to fool us and just simply want to laugh in our faces.

Once you’ve got to the point where you accept - as how could you not? - that our trusted authorities routinely and flagrantly lie to us about space, it hardly seems to me much of a stretch to deduce that they’ve been doing the same, for centuries, about the shape and nature of our ‘planet’.

Why would they lie to us about globe earth? Surely the more pertinent question is: Why would they not lie about globe earth? They lie about everything else, after all.

“Et Tu, RFK Jr?” is a question that at this stage no serious person ought to be asking.

That is, there is only one intelligent response to the ‘shocking’ news that anti-vaxxer hero RFK Jr is now cautiously promoting the benefits of the MMR (Measles Mumps Rubella) vaccine in his new role as Trump’s HHS Secretary. In an editorial for Fox News, he claims “Vaccines not only protect individual children from measles, but also contribute to community immunity, protecting those who are unable to be vaccinated due to medical reasons.”

This intelligent response is not: “Well he’s got to go along to get along. Politics is the art of the possible. He couldn’t just storm in there, in the middle of a measles outbreak, and just pour scorn on all vaccines ever. Think what the liberal media would make of it…”

Nor is it: “Well he was never really an anti-vaxxer. His position was always more nuanced than that.”

Nor yet is it: “Give him time. He’s a 5-D chess player, like Trump. He’s checking out the lie of the land before he makes his move.”

No, the only right answer is: “Well duh. Colour me shocked! RFK Jr is just another lifetime actor doing what all lifetime actors are trained to do: lead some of us in one direction and persuade us that we’re on the same team; then drop us like a hot potato and betray us the moment he gets his marching orders.”

Which, I know, is not a message that a lot of RFK Jr fans are going to want to hear. Especially not when it’s stated so rudely. (“What are you telling us, here, James? That we’re naive? That we’re gullible?? That we’re stupid???”)

All right, fair enough. I’m sorry if I’ve been too insulting, especially when I remember that really not so long ago I too was in the ‘RFK Jr is going to save us’ camp. His The Real Anthony Fauci book (2021) played a key part in my awakening, at least as far as the bio-medical industrial kill complex was concerned, because it laid out so clearly - and in such painstaking, almost overwhelming detail - the Big Pharma business model: first invent the cure; then promote the imaginary disease it’s supposed to save you from. I doubt he actually wrote any of the book: gazillionaire ruling elite types have more agreeable ways of spending their time. But he did put his name to it. And for a while he talked a good game.

The reason I now know better is not because I’ve just learned new things about RFK Jr that I never knew before. Rather it’s because of that handy rule of thumb popularised by my old friend - and latest podcast guest - Miri AF: “If you know the name they’re in the game.”

Miri Ann Finch gets a lot of stick from a certain kind of conspiracy theorist (the fair-weather kind; I call them the ‘purple-pilled’ because they can’t quite make up their minds whether they are ‘red-pilled’ or ‘blue-pilled’) because they consider her maxim either to be too cynical or too simplistic.

“Anyway, I’ve heard Miri’s name so that must mean she’s in on it. James Delingpole too, now I think about it,” they sometimes add, feebly.

No. Really not. There is such a world of difference between where RFK Jr is and where Miri AF and I are that it scarcely ought to be worth stating. One example of this is the colossal amount of sales The Real Anthony Fauci was permitted to have. It spent seventeen weeks on the New York Times best seller charts. It sold over a million copies. It was, and is, freely available on Amazon.

None of this would have been allowed to happen had it suited The Powers That Be (TBTB) to suppress RFK Jr and his dangerous, unhelpful message. Some of the claims made in the book - such as the one that Fauci effectively invented AIDs in order to push a remedy so toxic, AZT, that it wasn’t even recommended for last resort cancer patients, and which went on to kill many if not most of the people whose deaths were misleadingly attributed to AIDs - would have got you or me booted off many social media sites (or at best have led to our traffic being heavily suppressed). Clearly, for some reason, it suited TPTB to promote RFK Jr as a rebel outsider daring to say what the evil establishment didn’t want you to hear. All the ‘Fact Checks’ confirming how flawed RFK Jr’s anti-vax science were just another facet of this orchestrated campaign to make RFK Jr appear sexy to all those dissidents who (rightly) despise and distrust Fact Checks.

Why would They do this?

In our latest podcast chat Miri enlarges on the explanation offered in her excellent article RFK, MMR, WTF? Essentially, it’s part of the ongoing damage limitation exercise whereby Big Pharma tries to persuade us that while some vaccines have now been discredited there’s a new generation of modern, sexy, safe and effective vaccines which are just great.

This is, of course, a massive lie. Vaccines never did work; they never will work. They an affront to nature, to the body’s immune system. For more on this, do check out the fascinating podcast I did with Sasha Latypova. Vaccines will seriously mess you up. And They have known this for a very long time…

Anyway, you get the basic idea. When The Powers That Be were wargaming ‘Covid’ and its aftermath - as they did, for example, in 2019 at the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation funded Event 201 - one of the eventualities they had to consider was the inevitable rise in vaccine scepticism. Not everyone would notice all the uncles, aunts, parents, cousins, best friends, work colleagues etc suddenly dying of turbo cancers, strokes, embolisms, heart attacks a few weeks or months after taking the safe and effective jab. But some people would. And it was for these awkward buggers that characters like RFK Jr were created.

Well if you suspect vaccines are basically the kill shot that took out your marathon-running best mate when he was in the prime of life, you’re not going to be reassured that they’re safe and effective by statements from establishment figures like Antony Fauci or Chris Whitty, are you?

Someone like RFK Jr, on the other hand, you might actually listen to. He must know what he’s talking about because he hates Antony Fauci, knows that AIDS is fake and gay, and has taken heat for talking openly about the bad stuff they put in vaccines. So if he says some vaccines are bad, but not all vaccines, there must be something in it, right?

That’s how the game works. They’ve a player for every occasion. Some of their players, with names like Piers Morgan, are there to fool the kind of idiots who wouldn’t recognise there was a conspiracy going on even if you showed them round the studio where they filmed the moon landings, introduced you to the guys that wired the Twin Towers for demolition, and then gave them a guided tour round the Deep Underground Military Base in Antarctica where they breed the children for Adrenochrome.

And some of their players are there to fool the people who know they’re better than that and think that they can’t be fooled.

It reminds me a bit of that scene in John Carpenter’s They Live! when the hero puts on the special glasses that enable you to see all the reptilian skull face creatures who really run the world. And what’s shocking is just how many of these reptilian skull face creatures there are, serving behind shop counters, bustling down high streets. There’s not just the odd one, here and there. They are absolutely bloody everywhere.

Normies are incapable of understanding this because they are too brainwashed. And purple-pilled types choose not to accept it because they find it too depressing. But this, I strongly suspect, is the deal - and has been the deal since pretty much the beginning.

It’s the thing that Shakespeare - aka Edward de Vere, Earl of Oxford, or, according to tastes, Francis Bacon - was telling you about when he wrote that ‘All the world’s a stage.’ And also the thing Plato was telling you about when he wrote about his Cave. It’s how the Few rule the Many: by controlling the narrative through the medium of theatre.

Sceptics ask: “But how could it possibly work? How could They practise deception on such a scale?” And they’re so busy trying to reassure themselves of the impossibility of such an arrangement that they fail to notice the evidence before their eyes.

So many of the characters paraded before us by the lying media - whether as politicians or entertainers or influencers or just ‘people in the news’ - are not what they seem to be. Often, if you can dig deep enough into their past, you’ll find that the positioning to get them where they are now began many years ago.

The term for these people is ‘lifetime actors.’ They were born into the milieu of the bloodlines that rule the world through deception - see, for example, all those children from military intelligence backgrounds in the late Sixties US who ended up as famous West Coast scene pop stars, despite being unable to play their instruments - and were groomed from early childhood to play yet-to-be-decided roles on the world’s stage.

Sometimes the lineage of these people is very obvious. RFK Jr, for example, has quite a familiar surname. Sometimes, it’s a bit more oblique. It took lot of us a long time to make the connection, say, that Greta Thunberg is a descendant of one of the earliest progenitors of the climate scam, the Nobel prize winning chemist Svante Arrhenius. And sometimes, most often I suspect, you really wouldn’t have a clue that these people were in any way connected to the Cabal, they just appear to have cropped up completely out of the blue. Neil Ferguson, epidemiologist behind the Foot and Mouth, BSE and Covid scams: I bet you, a pound to a penny, that if you dug deep enough, you’d find that he’d been groomed and positioned years back for the extraordinarily influential and destructive role this apparent nonentity has played in world affairs.

Maybe it helps if we think of these characters as being a bit like sleeper agents. They are put in place in every conceivable position of possible influence - from acting to academe, from business to politics, from the radical left to the hard right - there to await the trigger signal from their controllers which activates the asset.

“Come in, Agent Kennedy. Your fun interlude as an anti-establishment hero fighting the system is over. Now the real work begins.”