Judge Anna von Reitz
Recent reports have described Nathan Rothschild as being one of “the good Rothschilds” and certain sources exude sheer happiness that “Nate is back!”.
I myself know some Rothschilds that I would describe as sane and “good” people. They appear erratically, like Throwbacks to some illustrious unknown ancestor. They are always a little different in their appearance and mannerisms, too. And, most notably— they have all suffered for their goodness, played with since birth like mice born into a family of cats.
They are seldom killed, but they are always terribly abused.
And certainly, no member of that Family ever arose to the pinnacle of power in either Britain (Nathan) or France (Jacob) without being severely and absolutely vetted and approved by the rest of the clan, because that is what it takes to attain such a position. He must basically agree to the self-interest, motives, and modus operandi of the other family members in all respects or they won’t accept his leadership and there will be constant internal struggles and in-fighting that detracts from profits.
And we can’t have that, can we?
There is, somewhat, an inheritance factor added in, but if the “Chosen One of God” is a mouse, the cats will find ways to disinherit him.
And the beat goes on…. they are consolidating their Hundred Year Plan to put the world back on the gold standard just a few years delayed from what they set up in 1907.
Profits, first, last, and always is what the Rothschild Family is about. Profits in the morning and profits at night. Profits for breakfast. Profits for lunch. Profits for dinner time, too. There is no time for long discussions of politics or philosophy—unless, of course, these things affect ….. profits. There is only time enough (just barely) for strategic planning to do what? Acquire more profits, of course. They care nothing— absolutely nothing—- about anything in the world, apart from its impact on profits, the opportunity it presents to make profits, and its potential for endangering —- you guessed it —- profits.
With the Rothschild Patriarchs, there is no good or bad, only roles to play and profits to be made.
They aren’t immoral. They are amoral. Issues of morality simply don’t appear on their horizon unless they relate to profit.
Quote me. Remember it. Believe it. Know it. Take it seriously. And never forget.
These men would, truly, do anything for profit. If they could find a way to turn dog poop into a “delicious steak substitute” they wouldn’t hesitate a nanosecond. And the real source of the “steak substitute” would be a closely guarded “trade secret” connected to “national security”— just to make sure that nobody ever found out.
This single-minded focus on profit, profit, and more profit makes the Rothschilds very useful and reliable tools; all you have to do is offer them an opportunity for profit, the more profit the better, of course —- and if it requires murdering millions of babies via legalized abortion and then selling their fetal body parts, tissues and DNA —-they will have nothing but practical objections:
Who will buy such products? Can we corner and control the market? How are we going to get it through Congress? What’s the cover story? Can we patent it? How much media should we focus? Who do we need to “convince”? How do we redefine and package age-based genocide as something good? Won’t old people object, seeing as how they are — logically—-next in line? Well, what can we do with them? As body products? Animal feed, maybe? …. Any market for wrinkled human skin handbags? Old School Handbags…. trademark it. It’s already trademarked, you Putz….
Hey, some people think wrinkles add character….
This is the kind of outrageous talk that goes on, day after day, like a ticker tape machine. And these discussions, outrageous or not, get acted upon as long as there is some reasonable likelihood of profit to be made.
If the role the Rothschilds are playing pleases you and profits them, so much the better. They can play Angles of Light just as easily as they can play Chinese Businessmen. To them, it doesn’t matter. That’s all just “grease” for the deal. And whatever makes the deal go down better, that’s what they will do.
As a result, the other thing that you can count on with the Rothschild Patriarchs is that they have absolutely no attachment to any country, flag, or religion. To them, it is all a game on a single gameboard— and who laughs and who cries — is simply a matter of who profits.