THE ILLUMINATI GLOBALISTS ARE TOTAL WEENIES! PART 2 (of 3)

On the fancier "Sausage Parties" and "exposing" the Weenies of the World in lurid fluorescent light...

So in Part 1 we went over how the Misters and Missus' Global (you can add in yer Zees and Zirs and Theyz and Thems like they do if ya want) set themselves up as ludicrous leaders---giants only in their woeful WEENIEDOM.  WE (well, a tiny handful of readers here) can certainly see it now, so we can hardeehar and poke fun at them (skewer 'em good!). And we should! But this is not enough!  GOTTA tell yer friends, folks!  At least try (I do!) cuz, truth be told:

Most of the world HAS NO CLUE about MURDER on the WEENIE EXPRESS or any of the dark stuff. 

They joke that the McMartin preschool horrors were just silly "Satanic Panic," they do not for one minute believe that taking a ride in a yellow dress at Disney Land means you-hoo little girl for sale or that said ride may be her last one, and if you mention that Sir Faul is not really, actually a Beatle—well, fergit it.  They'll run from you faster than a greased hog heading for a cornfield even if you've taken off your tinfoil hat and tried to meet them half-aways. 

Folks, I don't have a clue how to get people to even blink twice let alone wake up and smell that coffee--but the "normies" really DO need to get up to speed quick n' see how a bunch'a self-indulgent Weenies keep us slaves to "The Wurst" of humanity—all to our collective detriment.. 

If enough people know, it all can STOP because  WHY on Earth would we let WEENIES run the show (a.k.a. our lives)?

The Revolutionary war was NOT fought to put weenies in power, but was, rather and in fact, fought to YEET those BANGERS backside across the bloody Atlantic, back to Merry Old England where George should've sent them fathoms down into the depths of his Royal  "Squatty Potty."

STOP WEENIES NOW!

If ya can’t beat’em DO NOT join’em!!!!

WE do NOT want to join their rank ranks—and their literally nasty-ass swingin' "Sausage Parties." Even if they try to signal to us (elbow elbow wink wink) that we should follow them cuz it's "fun," we know it ain't fun at all.  We gotta remember that if we bundle together we can spit'em out and (speaking of cornfields) wish those malevolent meat puppets into the cornfield where they belong--like little Anthony Freemont did in "It's a Good Life" (except he sent the wrong folks there, we just need those skills to use on the WEENIES!) 

SO...while we ROAST 'em, laughing all the way to (I hope) sanity and a clean plate as it were...

I offer y’all herewith a view of their "2 party system."
Toothpicks…and cocktail forks.. poised...

TWO KINDS OF SAUSAGE, A TWO PARTY SYSTEM...

Frankly speaking (sorry...), think there are TWO KINDS of parties going on. This is how they round up WEENIES from different generations and how they no longer "serve" only the elite but also keep a "second tier" of followers (those eating pizza vs "roast beast"). Basically it’s a case of HIGH and LOW… Haute n’ TeenyWeeny…(or TweenyWeenie as it were…)…

The previously described Part 1 “Sausage Party” twisted Oktoberfesty fornication flingeroos were especially aimed towards Millennials and Gen Z initiates that we might call the "TweenyWeenies' Sausage Parties"... (audience-wise I mean, apart from the unwilling juveniles "participating" but still young…).  Think beer not...chianti about these gatherings...   More nouveau riche than musty old money. Of course none of these "Sausage Parties" come cheap but these Hollyweird Weiner n' Pizza affairs cost far less than taking over Neuschwanstein, ya know. 

  Because….THEN...You have the other kind....

HAUTE SAUSAGE AFFAIRS which are FANCY FEASTS! for Fat Cats !

(Re the above, note that chicken is, regrettably, an affectionate pedo term for little boys and I've no doubt that "chicken" is on the menu at all these "Fancy Feasts"—Royal or not, whether in sausage form or perhaps as "forcemeat" quenelles..)

Now I imagine the tonier top tier gatherings start out like THIS  party below--with some guests only marginally aware of of the Sausage Cinema that will arrive as these evenings wear on.  A few including some famous names are there to lend an aura of gloss and glamour and "class" to these foul (and soon to be befouled) festivities. Of these special guests, those not staying for the full Weenie Feast (or perhaps for dessert?) are escorted to the doors before the host and hostess Weenies Rip Off their "Jackets" and party down like it's the end of the Mayan Calendar.

Once the Franks finish their frugging and those who are permitted to... depart... are allowed to leave (the full tally of "the departed" NOT allowed to leave via the doorway is, of course, quite another story.. some will leave via the incinerator, others…er… carbonized into diamonds…some go home in limos…) but then and anywhoo the High Fallutin' Sausage Party starts.  We have a sense of some who may be BEHIND these affairs:  

Some say Heads-of-State, the Pope (which one?) and various and sundry important dignitaries are among the Fancy Feast Sausage Partiers (see Part 3 in this series for more thoughts on that..) 

As we shall see, the High Fallutin' Weenie events, unlike the TweenyWeenie ones, are far more formal, somber and visibly darker. They appear to be run by the "WeissWorst" gang (Eurocentric for sure though of course American Hot Dogs of Distinction are allowed).  Certainly present are Foot-Longs and other Big Weenies, male and female both.  This crowd skews older—though the entertainment is "young" as are the "treats" (Twinkies, Girl Cookies, and of course "fresh" Pizza, Cheese and so on such as ya see at the end of Part 1 in the BONUS info section…).

a typical “seasoned” guest…

Once the real "Deep Dish Sausage Party" gets started methinks it looks much like Eyes Wide Shut with the creepy Venetian Carnivale masks and the Jacques-Louis David-meets-Aleister Crowley "symbol" aesthetics---shades of deeper red and dark hues of blue and not even one little joke from Ol' Ski Nose himself.  This the time when the Biggest Weenies take themselves SERIOUSLY-- Ve ahr Zee Frankfurters! *

*And indeed-- they are Frankenfurters too--no offense to the talented Tim CurryWurst, star of the marvelous Rocky Horror Picture Show but...here's one for ya--Do you not find it WEIRD that MEATLOAF, the singer, did a voice in “Sausage Party”?  Meatloaf who was murdered and served as dinner in “Rocky Horror,” now ressurected, somehow attends another "feast," i.e. Sausage Party? Something is being signaled there…  Sadly, Poor "MEAT" is dead, Long Live Meat...  Some say Meat didn't follow orders... and was NOT "one of them"—is there "something" there???)

SO…these fawncier Haute Weenies' gatherings are specially timed with the solstices and various unholy days on the pagan calendar, and for their bigger shindigs I understand that various spooks (of all kinds I'm certain...) and dark leaders are summoned from all compass points for these command performances.  Both have their dead- serious aspects and equally awful (offal) leftovers (someone needs to "dig" into that mess too!). But for a moment, we're gonna look at the more painterly syle the bigger weenies choose for their festivities...

This is the "High Fallutin' WeenieWald"..

As you can see the little snapshots are aptly pulled from Ken Russell's "The Devils," which is a very disturbing (and well done) film on the way politics exploits religion and how the church can fall victim to obscene (and bloody) corruption.  We pause to go down a little rabbit hole (a gift of Kaninchenwürste / Rabbit Sausages for those who hop along...) because I think this film (along with Eyes Wide Shut) painted a purdy good "picture" of how the swankier Sausage Parties go down.

Russell’s DEVIL DAWGS — Down the Rabbit Hole mit Kaninchenwürste

"The Devils" is not for the faint-hearted, but its THEMES are arguably more than relevant today and I'll argue that the story's demons ("Dark Lords: as per above...) are the very same folks at the top.  Indeed the High Fallutin' Weenies, all using the same psyops to dominate ordinary denizens and arguably contaminate the food chain too, were likely the very same "types" as those in "The Devils" who so be-deviled the nuns of Loudon, France and thereby stole power with a high body count to boot.

Same people, folks, same WEENIES. 

LIGHTS, SOUND, AI, HI-TECH AND HI-TECH DRUGS, a few advantages for modern-day Weenies

The only difference I see with today's "Weenie World Leaders" is that now they have AI and CGI and holographic effects (not to mention all the V2S stuff) which all work better and more precisely than even the ergot and magic mushrooms of yore to delude/ hypnotize/ brainwash and otherwise manipulate a good part of humanity, we their Meanie Weenie victims. 

The new generation of Sicko Sausage Makers can "engineer" their old recipes with remote and high-tech precision, staging  both bloody and bloodless coups of all sorts (i.e. "cuts" in Meat-World lingo).  It really "ups their (wild) game."  Daisy will dub it "sure-cuttery" (no longer mere charcuterie..) -- as the tech allows them to carefully exact victims (Cold Cuts!), and digitally "edit" their ongoing "Sausage Party" movie machinations. 

OH and lest we forget, I understand these BIGGER "Sausage Parties" (the High Fallutin' ones with the biggest Head Cheese count..) are PROJECTED on giant screens at cozy covens, at underground "DOD" bunkers, in special "amphitheaters" (known only to those "in the know") and on the premises of certain posh estates where angels fear to tread.. or even Trick r' Treat.  Broadcasting and screening these "Sausage Parties" (particularly the high fallutin' ones where there's a lotta pomp & circumstance...and little pinches of "snuff" ) both keeps all the Royal Weenies loyal -- and stubbs out dissent (sizzle).  All can see what happens to those who dare compromise themselves as "Leak Sausages" (onions allowed, no leaks though).  This helps keep secrets (knowedge of all that secret sauce) within the group.  It's dark folks, very dark...(Sssh!)

High tech aside,  "The Devils" is worth looking at in light of our current Illuminati Weenie take down. Art and set direction on the film was by the late, great Derek Jarman (a terrific filmmaker in his own right too). Methinks Jarman & Russell knew more than spoken words could tell.  The black and white masonic floors (images aplenty on the intertubes..), visual references including some specific to the Jesuits, etc. This topic is an academic paper in and of itself but...let's just say the film reveals much of how these "High Fallutin' " WeenieRoasts go.  No doubt today's Big Brats hire some excellent art directors as well--perhaps they have a whole production studio or an international team, eh? 

production values…

MORE on the extraordinary story on which Ken Russell's "The Devils" (movie) is based. "The Devils" is  about power and sex and political corruption (sound familiar?).  Russell based his film on the actual incidents at Loudun and  his most direct source was (wait for it folks...) Aldous Huxley's novel, "The Devils of Loudon." BINGO, my friends.  Mr. Eugenics, Mr. Sex n' Drugs (soma and LSD) albeit no rock n' roll tho hisself, ALDOUS effin' HUXLEY.  Clear why Huxley was drawn to this story.  SO... y'all think Russell knew a bit of how the world works? I surely do.  Russell also  sourced John Whiting´s 1961 stage play "The Devils" based on Huxley's book. 

If you want to understand the High Fallutin' Sausage Makers and their Malevolent Magikal Mixers, DO see "The Devils." (It's also years better than "Sausage Party" I can guarantee…).   In the film, there's a lotta sausage-making going on (less literal, more ritual) but it's definitely meat-grinder central.  I guess I need to add that the film is about a staged event, let's say a looong sausage party that embodies (in twisted transubstantiation...) the battle between the the Church (Cardinal Richelieu) and the Crown  (Louis XIII) and a mostly decent but venal priest (Father Grandier of Loudon) who becomes the victim.  

So dessert was Devil’s Food Cake …
As I said, the folks that go to these darker and more formal gatherings are, of course, the BIGGEST weenies, the Blutwurst Boys (that's Blood Sausage, friends), Skull n' Bones, Masons, Fraternal Fathers, political Pooh-bahs (that includes the Cabbages and the Kings) .  We'll talk about them a little more over in Part 3.

MUMMY DOG WRAP UP…

So thus far we have talked about TWO types of WEENIE PARTIES, those hosted by the cooler more "casually cruel" weenies as embodied by the gawd-offal animated abomination "Sausage Party."  Such shindigs run by the "Cocktail Weenies" and "Little Smokies," so to speak, are the lite version, though though they leave a very bloody butcher block too. Again, the TweenyWeenie Sausage Parties. One day they may get to rub casings with the "Big Bockwursts," but for the time being they may not yet break bread (i.e. split buns) with the "best" of the German Wursts ("The Crown" for example) or Schwabs or certainly Rothschilds ( chez Chateau stinky "LaFeet" perhaps?). And then we spoke of the BIG WEENIES and their Haute Weenie Sausage Parties…

So we do want to address WHO'S WHO?  IN DETAIL now that we’ve established the two tiers… the Two Sausage-Party-System.

NAMING Some of the BIG WEENIES…that’s next!
With all this talk about parties and the "type" of guests, we really have skirted around one very meaty question---WHO is behind all this WEINERWELT stuff? 

Since lotsa folks wanna know WHO the top baddies are, and are wonderin' if they are ORGANIZED (another pannini-pressing question here…) I'm going to do one last weird n' deep dive into the mysterious Vanderbilt Biltmore Estate Pool in the final leg o' this series, Part 3 of: The Illuminati Globalists are Total Weenies.

no devil but sometimes a "Deviled Ham,"
Daisy