A national political campaign is better than the best circus ever heard of, with a mass baptism and a couple of hangings thrown in. - H. L. Mencken
It's the year 2019. Times are tough, and around the globe world leaders are scrambling to maintain control, and seem utterly powerless to effect change. They no longer represent their countries, or their people, but have become puppets and mouthpieces for the central banks and their transnational corporate overlords. With vast financial resources and aggressive lobbying, they have bought, paid for, and now own the politicians. The world economy is on the brink of collapse. Crime is rampant. Looting and arson is widespread, and random acts of violence have seen a record surge in numbers. Everyone is armed. Security is tight and on hair-trigger alert. Insurrection is in the air.
Bohemian Grove . . .
Every year in July a gathering takes place in a Redwoods campground north of San Fransisco known as Bohemian Grove. Some of the richest and most powerful men in the world, including the American political elite, media moguls and corporate power-brokers shed their daily routines and head into the forest for two weeks of heavy drinking and ritual theatre and music, including an opening-day occult extravaganza called the Cremation of Care ... Just a bunch of good 'ole boys having some fun, romping through the forest like some crazed troop of overaged boy scouts.