Do yourself a favour

No, this isn’t a shameless plug for you to purchase some Hopkinsville Goblins product for your Mum this Christmas. If you do we don’t mind, but the capitalist drive isn’t our main thing. Not having a bank account for my little guys makes that a bit difficult anyway. Doing this actually costs us, but you can’t take it with you, right.

Nope, you can do yourself a favour this Christmas by re-tuning your internal bullshit detector to cope with the next 12 months and beyond. ‘Twas a time when people could look forward to some solid doses of truth from people they could relate to. Those days are well and truly over. When the voice of a generation is a committed little yuppie going by the name Swift (as in pulling a swiftie) you know you are in trouble. When celebs like the lovely Tay Tay are going out of their way to paint a picture of how ordinary they are while creaming hundreds of millions of bucks off unsuspecting kids, you know the world is being built on flat out lies.

When ecological armageddon is a fact that is not only denied by those who can try and prevent it, but exacerbated by them acting in the opposite way, you know you can’t rely on anyone but yourself to get through. You watch starving people in Zimbabwe saying they hope a higher power will give them water to break their drought, but you know that won’t happen, because any higher power is too busy installing circus clowns and mafia bosses into the most powerful positions in the world. And none of them give a tweet about maize crops in the new desert.

Christmas is bigged up to be about peace and goodwill to all men and all that hippie stuff that people like to chortle about on the other 364 days of the year. One day of enlightenment per annum ain’t gonna save yo ass. It’s becoming clearer every day that enlightenment won’t happen without armageddon, so the plan has to be about survival and avoiding the traps. So this Christmas, Instead of celebrating something that happened a couple of thousand years ago, put some thought into how you can deal with the future. Staying safe at Christmas has never been so real.

Final words? Rather than some empty festive message, the Hopkinsville Goblins would like to share these essential clichés with you:

Revolution begins in the bathroom mirror

You borrow the world from your children

The truth hurts nobody

Trust nobody but yourself.

Some truth can be found at:

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