QAA Podcast - Episode 114: Undercover at QCon feat Fredrick Brennan

Episode Date: October 23, 2020

Scottsdale, Arizona. Jim Watkins, owner of the 8kun imageboard where QAnon posts, has gathered at QCon with figures like Praying Medic, InTheMatrixxx, musician JT Wilde and the Q Shaman. We're there undercover. Plus we've got a telepathic connection to the original creator of 8chan, Fredrick Brennan. ↓↓↓↓ SUBSCRIBE FOR $5 A MONTH SO YOU DON'T MISS THE SECOND WEEKLY EPISODE ↓↓↓↓ https://www.patreon.com/QAnonAnonymous Follow Fredrick Brennan: https://twitter.com/fr_brennan QAA Merch / Join the Discord Community / Find the Lost Episodes / Etc: https://qanonanonymous.com Episode music by Nick Sena (https://nicksenamusic.com) and Doom Chakra Tapes (https://doomchakratapes.bandcamp.com)

What's up QAA listeners? The fun games have begun. I found a way to connect to the internet. I'm sorry, boy. Welcome listener to chapter 114 of the Q&ONANANANANANANAS podcast, the undercover at QCon in Scottsdale, Arizona episode. As always, we are your host, Jake Rockatansky, Julian Field, and Travis Vue. My plan is to be invisible, to blend into the crowd.

Normally, this should be easy for a white guy in his 30s in an Arizona resort, but it's made more challenging by the fact that I'm attending a Q conference and I am notorious among QAnon promoters. I started following Q&N just by exploring the community's posts and explaining their beliefs and behavior through my anonymous Twitter account, but that had turned into columns for the Washington Post, quotes in every major news outlet in the country, appearances on television news programs. The more notoriety I gained for being interested in them,

the more interested they became in me. I first realized that I'm recognizable to Q&M promoters when we attended the Q&N rally in Tampa, Florida, when one of the organizers acknowledged me in a friendly way. The main perk of invisibility is that it allows me to listen to Q&N followers without influencing how they speak or behave. Unfortunately, if they know that opposition is in their midst, They won't be as candid. That means whatever conversations I capture in the lav microphone I have placed in my front shirt pocket won't be as genuine. So I do something drastic.

I shave off my beard the night before the trip, a beard I've had for the last decade or so. Even my own family doesn't know what I look like with just a mustache. That, combined with a sensible haircut, and my glasses, which I'm rarely photographed wearing, should help me stay incognito. If Hollywood celebrities can be anonymous in public with nothing more than oversized sunglasses and a floppy hat, surely that should be sufficient to disguise my identity. I arrive at Julian's house. Both he and Jake marvel at my new look.

You look like a completely different person. Jake says, Julian concurs. Totally. We load up Julian's black forerunner and I take my initial spot in the passenger seat, flipping down the mirror to confirm that I'm sufficiently transformed. Julian starts the car and we head east towards the desert. Okay, we are recording. This is QAnon Anonymous. Arizona trip to QCon on October 16th, 2020. May the Lord have mercy on each one of our souls, and may the deep dish bless us and keep us. We are plagued by car troubles almost immediately. Jake uses duct tape to patch our fuselage, and we continue barreling east on Interstate 10, through the lingering smoke of California, and all the way to Scottsdale, Arizona.

drive most of the way and Travis takes the wheel for the last two hours. We stopped to eat sandwiches at a firefighter themed chain restaurant. I roll a joint on the tables outside, but since the worried eyes of Jake skidding back and forth between my incredible rolling skills and the group of law enforcement style meatheads who had just piled out of a truck with an extended cab. Not to mention, we were in the parking lot of the Ontario Police Department. I ignore him. Travis is fiddling with his lab mic. He will be our pussy bump in Sarah. As I pop the remains of my joint into a container, I watch his strangely bare face. The mustache gives him a singular look, which alternates between a guy I'd buy drugs from and

specialist at a gun show. I should have taken one less puff. His face is now that of a fish. How's it going? I peer into the scintillating black depths of his open mouth. You know I'm working for the deep state, right, Jules? Anyways, welcome to the Scottsdale Plaza Resort Hotel. We hope you enjoy your stay.

I look up at the masked concierge. A great weight is lifted from me. I'm no longer bothered by thoughts of the massive hill we passed along the way, maybe a landfill of some sort, with a giant white cube beaming from its yellowed flank. The Scottsdale Plaza Resort is relatively upscale, and most everyone is wearing masks, save some patrons enjoying their supper on the patio.

It's a breezy desert night. We check in and drive through the quiet resort neighborhood to our townhouse, where we deposit our gear and begin to unpack all the drugs everyone had brought. There's an air of real excitement. We had chosen wisely to stay in the resort itself. This added a new layer of slime to the entire weekend. Would we be swept away in some weird maga tantric boomer orgy? Julian might.

Despite his toe being potentially fractured and on strict orders not to consume any hard liquor, he and Travis can't fucking wait to pull one over on these roofs. They're kidded out to the max with cameras and recording equipment. I unpack a small detachable game controller, hoping the hotel Wi-Fi will be good enough to get in a little mobile gaming. We find a table just outside the hotel bar and enjoy a nice supper together. It feels weird to be out, eating at a restaurant.

Everyone else seems less concerned than I am. I order the strongest drink in my repertoire, a very dirty martini with Tito's vodka. Our waiter is a super friendly guy and we let him know we are attending the conferences under cover. We settle into our chairs on the outdoor patio, sharing drinks as we look out over the multi-level swimming pools. Groups of people splash about in the pockets of blue light. I am tricked into a lull by the felted atmosphere of gas fire pits surrounding us. For a brief moment, I feel no anxiety. Jake is sipping a dirty martini, Travis' gaze is off axis,

staring past the brown Santa Fe-style buildings and into the night. We share some meaningless words as the obscurity settles around us. Lying face up on the cold asphalt of the hotel parking lot, I watched the stars pinned against the vast gauzy darkness as if to hold it together. I walk upstairs I don't recognize, curl on the mattress, and dream of nothing. I wake up in the resort suite earlier than Jake or Julian. Before I even shower or dress, I reach for my phone and browse Twitter with my QAnon Alt account.

I'm sure, on some level, is unhealthy to fill my brain with conspiracy theory posts each day before I eat, drink, or see sunlight. But it's a bad habit that has given me a lot of positive reinforcement so far, so I'm probably not going to stop soon. I spot a few tweets from members of the minority sect of Q&N followers who believe that JFK Jr. is alive. They're claiming that JFK Jr. will reveal himself today at a Trump rally in Dallas and announce that he is Trump's new running mate. Now, even setting aside the fact that JFK Jr. died in 1999, there are a couple of problems with that. The ballot for the election

had already been printed and were being distributed. And in addition to that, there is no Trump rally in Dallas today. I snag a couple of screenshots of tweets proclaiming that JFK Jr.'s second coming as nigh and compose a tweet, making sure to specify that it is a belief from a sect of QAnon and not a mainline Q&N belief. Q has historically been very touchy on the subject of JFK Jr's living status. Several Q drops have emphasized that Q specifically said that JFK Jr. is not alive. I want to be fair, but I also want to irritate Q&O followers who are embarrassed by their fellow travelers who think that JFK Jr. isn't hiding. Just because Q deems the JFK Jr. lives people to be heretics, that doesn't mean that they don't exist. I hit send

on a tweet, shower, dress, sling my camera bag over my shoulder, and head out to the conference room. The sun is barring in from a glass pane in the doorway. It's early. I can hear someone showering upstairs. As my consciousness transitions from one nightmare to another, I can just make out Travis, standing in the living room and adjusting the wire under his shirt. He is headed to eight coon coffee and networking with Jim Watkins. I think I wish him luck. before hitting the snooze button and dozing back off. I have the far easier task today of capturing B-roll of the MAGA parade, a much safer event with a much later call time, 10.30 a.m. to be exact.

By the time I properly wake up, both Julian and Travis have been absorbed by the conference. I'm walking alone through the bright neighborhood, wearing my dead-and-co t-shirt I got attending a concert with my parents last June. I can see the parade participants staging near the front of the resort. I'm anxious about getting the proper coverage of the parade before it departs. I was told I needed to check in near the Q conference room and receive my wristband for the day's events. With my N95 secured firmly on my face, I walked through the double doors of the conference wing

and immediately see Jim Watkins at one of the coffee machines. He pays no attention to me as I make a B-line towards the table where two middle-aged women are getting a couple checked in. They're processing the woman first. Her boyfriend, truly a human cigarette of a man, waiting a couple feet behind her, immediately zeroes in on my mask. We don't believe in that stuff around here. I hear myself giving some lame excuse about a pre-existing condition. What a loser I am. There's no way I'm ever going to fit in with these people,

despite having so much in common. Before I can sink further into despair, he's called up to the check-in table, where his credit card is declined over and over again. Haunting piano music begins to emanate from behind the conference room doors. I panic. I'm trapped here in some sort of Q&on airlock. Eventually, the woman let the man go inside without resolving his credit card issue,

so I'm pretty sure he ended up attending for free. player I was called forward and as I'm getting my credentials in order in the matrix himself explodes through the conference doors and directs me to sign the large yellow Q flag draped over one of the tables at this point I have a clear look into the auditorium not a single person I can see is wearing a mask the women begin to gesture towards the conference room ushering me to go inside towards my death I have to think quick you're checked in okay we're at at least on our end of the house are there uh where the closest dress rooms

right around is right on there right on there's fine yeah right right right The swishing sounds of an absolute coward. That was literally the sound of Jake running away for the entire day. He'd never return. You can hear the swish of my shorts. Just the fast as you can. Basically, sprinting. He's in an N95 mask.

Now you guys know what kind of friend I am. I will leave you to your death. I took one look in there and I was like, these boys, I was like, these boys have decided to die for this project. That is a commitment I am not willing to make today. And the next time he was spotted, it was at the bar, drinking a Bloody Mary at 11.30 a.m. Congrats, Jake. I enter the small conference room and take a seat in the third row.

Signs along the wall say maximum capacity 42, as the room fills, becomes clear that this is not a strictly enforced rule. I strike up a conversation with the woman next to me, Jeannie. She has driven all the way from Oklahoma, 15 hours on the first. road, she says. She's attending because she wasn't able to take a vacation this year. Yet another person pushed into the welcoming arms of the QAnon community by the pandemic. I had no idea what to expect from this. I just saw it on the internet, on Monday, on Twitter. I was like, I thought about it for like 10 seconds. I was like Googled. How far is it to Phoenix? Yeah, I think I'll go to that. Yeah, why not? It's like I didn't take a vacation this year. Because, you know,

There's nothing to do. I'm like, okay, go do this. She asks how long I have been following QAnon. My answer is mostly truthful, but misleading. She, newly pandemic-pilled, was surprised that I've been following it for years. So how did you discover all this? You know, I really discovered it really in the middle of July of 2018. Oh, a long time ago.

Yeah, a long time ago. We followed me for a while. Not as intensely as some people. But, you know, I had to follow a few accounts if you are, you know, decoders and sort of information sources I thought was, had some insight in what was going on, kind of like different perspectives. I thought it was really valuable. I had come to observe fanatics, but the first person I speak with is amazed at my cue obsession. I look around the room and realize that I certainly have attended more Q-O events than anyone here.

This is my sixth. QAnon promoter in The Matrix, a.k.a. Jeffrey Pedersen, rose to address the crowd. I've traded a few barbs with him on Twitter. He once faulted me for giving an interview for Salon.com because they published an article sympathetic to pedophiles. I once referred to him as a lizard-eyed maniac, which is rude in retrospect. Is this an apology? In The Matrix celebrates how well Trump had recently answered a question about QAnon, refusing to denounce the movement. As he speaks, my new friend turns to me to learn about what's going on.

How about the question for the question the other day? That was pretty... The one at the town hall when she was like, didn't you know that there was a satanic pedophile elite club? Yes, he did. You just admitted it. It was admitted. So now we've got us, and we're just waiting to get this started.

We're going to have a lot of people here. We got Jim Watkins. That's the matrix. The board owner for Q. We're Q posts, so he's here. And that's the coffee platform. It's a weird night of excited about that guy. Fantastic.

Now I'm introducing a newbie to the stars of the QAnon world. After washing my hands three times, I head out into the parking lot where the parade is staging. It's a sad affair. A handful of bikers, a trio of teenage girls on motorized neon ponies, and a group of cowboys mulling around one lonely horse. The only folks who seemed lined up for the parade were family members of individuals who were in the parade. I keep to a relatively safe distance as I capture some GoPro footage of an elderly woman,

very carefully and slowly getting on the back of her husband's bike, the engines rev, and the bikes take off across the parking lot towards their starting positions. Not quite Fury Road, but it sure beats sitting inside a cramped auditorium with a bunch of people cheering about not wearing masks in the midst of a pandemic. To my and others confusion, instead of heading towards the Cyprus courtyard, as the schedule suggested, the caravan of 25 bikes and pickup trucks drives out into the street, away from the hotel. Panic sets in. Again, my one fucking job was to grab footage of this stupid parade, and now I had no idea where they were heading. Julian was going to beat me. Desperate, I approached the one other man and his wife who seemed to be interested in the parade. You guys know where the freight actually starts? It's supposed to be over in the courtyard, I think.

around over there and come back. Okay, cool, so this is... And then it takes the left out on the pier. So this is a good area to sort of hang out. It'll go, I don't know if it comes back here. I'm assuming it does, but I think it goes out down this way and then comes back. Copy that.

Confident now that I had a couple minutes to relax. I set out towards the bar to order food and strong drink. The first of many protective layers I would need if I was to make it through the day. Over my shoulder, I can hear dozens of cars honking in support of Donald Trump. People are sticking their torsos out their windows and pumping their fists as the parade goes by, screaming at the top of their lungs.

Have we gotten it all wrong again? I think to myself, there's no question these people were happier than I was. In their world, the virus was fake, and they seemed free from the dread I and my loved ones have lived with for these past eight months. Jim cuts a strange figure against the beige conference room wall. A middle-aged man with bearded jowls, it appears someone shoved him into a yellow eight-coon t-shirt. It says join or 4-04. He is the owner of the message board that Q calls home. His disposition masks a deep contempt, and engaging in niceties seems physically painful for him.

He breaks into a strange falsetto in doing so. After some fumbling, Jim launches into his written speech. We can't go back and change the past. If we could, though, would you change? Surely, we have all made stupid mistakes. Things that are laughable now, but at the time we're soul-wrenching. Hardly anyone would choose to change one of these events. You only get one shot, chance, opportunity to make that change. So you have to choose just the right one to touch the maximum impact. Perhaps as a loved one burned into your memory, you could save them. And whatever unfortunate end they come to would never have happened. In the end, they will be gone. So will you.

Would removing whatever memory you possess of their ending make the world a better place? After this, Jim asks you to think harder, specifically about assassination. Think harder. What about removing someone from history that caused suffering to massive amounts of people? Brutal leaders might get your attention next.

Since you seem to have this history changing power as a one-time use, then it's gone. You start looking at historical events harder. Maybe you could assassinate Hitler or Pol Pop. Perhaps you could remove someone. Who do you remove? Perhaps you could remove someone who took even more lights. Now or Stalin, their body counts are the highest in modern history. However, when you look at these events that chase the world because of these monsters,

if Hitler hadn't been responsible for the Holocaust, would the modern state of Israel exist? If Joe hadn't killed so many of those intelligent folks in the Soviet Union, would the United States have won the space race? Would the Berlin Wall have fell? It is a troubling thought, so maybe we ought to move on, scrolling back farther in time. Who would you remove? What about Gingas Khan? He rolled over a big part of the world.

Many of you may be related to him. His pastimes included hunting and sleeping with the traumatized wives of the nobility he killed in front of them. Jim continues by making a full-throated defense of colonialism, and genocide. There are a few people in history that most of us have as common ancestors. So well, maybe we shouldn't kill the Khan or Charlemagne. As our one change to history, what about others? Why not just St. Magellan's ship before Word got back to Europe?

Or maybe burn his ship and leave the crew with the Filipino after Lapu-Vapu-Murdered the children. The history of Southeast Asia could have been completely different and surely Europe would have had a different destiny. Of course they would have eventually found their way around the world but would have been given some lands conquered by the Spanish and Portuguese time to develop on their own. Their culture might have survived. Would that have stopped Colonel Funston from killing all the boys over the age of 10 because they might be enemy combatants or maybe we could just stop them from happening by stopping Queen Isabella from sending Columbus across the ocean blue in 1492 but then none of us would be here now I guess dwelling on and trying

to change the past it's not a useful way for us to spend the day we will have better luck and results if we learn from the mistakes of the past and use our knowledge to touch the present, thus writing a better future for all of us. The past is for our learning. We can only touch the present. Our future is not written. In fact, it exists in multiple versions. Please do the right thing and choose the most optimal version of the future to follow us your

path. You only experience consciously the path you choose, so don't dwell in the, I woulda, I should have, I could have, melancholy mentality. That world is second-guessing your fast actions, individually, our actions may not have much effect on the future, but in the words of Captain Planet, let our powers combine. Truly, just mind-bending, awful stuff. I felt like, I felt like the life force draining out. other room.

Jesus Christ. Jim ends his prepared speech with something that sounds like a mix of a hallmark card, a guided meditation, and a jihadi depersonalization technique. Listen to that inner voice that keeps you on the right path and believe in angels.

The Lord God will send a messenger when you come to a crossroad. It might not be so obvious, but listen for the inner intuition when you're at that obvious point where you have to make a decision. Make the right decision. go the right way, go the way where you can live with the results of your decision.

Let's all do the right thing and help our country go the way that we need to go to be the leader in the world's stage, go forth aggressively and with integrity toward that goal. Let's be American through and through. Let's be brave and let's continue to be free. As he bumbles to a close, Jim Watkins offers to take audience questions with some aggressive caveats. Everybody asks any questions of me. I always answer questions, but I don't like to do that

where they put the word in your mouth thing. So I guess do you guys have any questions for Mr. Watkins? Go ahead and step up to the mic. We'd like to take a couple questions. And I got one question, Jim. In The Matrix, asks Jim a question about his congressional deposition.

You were actually invited to go at the House of Representatives, correct? I was. How does? And how did that go? I mean, you might not be able to talk about, I don't know, but... They didn't put any gag order on me. It was a deposition in the...

It was like a San Francisco room of some kind. They were pictures... They took me into a private room with a bunch of lawyers and congressmen would come in and out and just look at me like I was in fishbowl. But none of them talked to me, but they had lawyers questioning me the whole time. like a you see depositions on TV where they ask you the same question in ten different

ways that's what they did and they tell you if you lie you're gonna arrest you so they lie all the time I was very truthful with them and I guess I'm one of the first technology company people they ever had go there and tell them the truth and they both the Republicans and Democrats thank me after that, which was not much use because the Twitter subpoena sort of ruined my life. This makes me lean back in my conference room chair and think of a future conversation I will have with Frederick Brennan, the original founder of the Ait Chan Image Board, now renamed Ait Koon, which is home to Q&N and their Q drops. I ask him a question in my mind's eye. A lot of people

are under the impression that Jim Watkins' cue. Contributing to that was your recent appearance on the reply-all podcast and some of the tweets you've been making. To clarify, are you saying Jim is Q? So what I mean when I say Jim is Q is probably different than the picture a lot of people have in their mind. Because of Jim's wealth, I don't necessarily mean that he is sitting behind the keyboard, writing every Q drop and pressing post. What I mean that is that he decides who gets to be Q, who the trip code is going to be used by. And he is essentially the final arbiter of what is a Q post. So he's more of the Pope in this situation than a disciple. So he's deciding which Q drops are actually canon, but I don't believe that he's writing them physically himself. I do think that

most likely he has kind of anointed somebody to be Q. We know that Jim Watkins, before Q really became a thing, he started a fake news website called the Goldwater. And even in 2017, that website was pushing the Clinton body count theory. It was in fact, like, sticky to the top of the goldwater.com. So we do know that Watkins has had kind of this farm of, of so-called reporters that are willing to lie to people

and for me it seems most likely that if he needed somebody to post his cue he would pick out of kind of I call them the Goldwater Flunkies that's what I used to call them when I worked there too because I did not have any respect for these people but yeah he would pick out of one of those flunkies

essentially who can't make any kind of real living in journalism or any kind of other living so sign an NDA with Jim and then just start writing cue drops But he could also be doing it a million, billion other ways, right? He could just be selling certain drops. And I do think that he has written at least one or two drops, especially the one that was, that said in it essentially heel.

And it had like that spinning yoga thing. I really, that just seems like him because he's so into the binaural beats and yoga. But no, I'm not saying that Jim is sitting down and writing every drop. Interestingly, by attempting to explain the situation that happened on Jim, Jim's board with the Christchurch shooter in New Zealand posting a manifesto there, in The Matrix actually puts Jim in a sticky situation. And it gets even stickier when Jim says he can't hear the question, causing the entire room to focus on the topic. Jim is audibly unhappy about it.

Background there too. So this happened around the New Zealand shooting time and it was streamed on Facebook and it was posted on A. Chan. And that's one of the reasons why A. Chan. I didn't hear the first part of them. The live stream, the live stream of New Zealand shooting from Facebook. Yeah, I ended up on, we didn't live stream that. I know, so that's why they said, oh, we're going to take it down because of some of the things that Anon's put a link to. Another big platform that probably should have been taking down.

Not this one's website. You really want me to keep going on New Zealand? We can all go on New Zealand. Unfortunately, New Zealand, it's perfect. They took away their guns, and now the people are sitting there. They took their guns away last year because of this event. And a horrendous event, and nobody in America had anything to do with it. An Australian illegal alien in New Zealand shot a bunch of people in two different churches.

And no one here had anything to do with that. But we were used, and the New Zealand government TV even came to my house. They interviewed my wife, but I wasn't there. She just said, go away, he's not here. He just can't help but offend the victims of the Christchurch shooting, and I don't know why. He always needs to take this line that the shooter was an illegal immigrant, and that that is why the shooting happened.

He always seems to blame it on this Australian illegal immigration, as if that's a real problem in New Zealand. And not on white supremacy, not on racism. It's just that Australia apparently is not sending their best to New Zealand and causing these shootings. It's just a ridiculous way to look at the shooting and everything that happened in it. I'll just say the same thing that I said in 2019, which is that the shooter posted the Facebook stream and his man Festo on 8chan first because he knew that 8chan users had the technical ability to copy that stream. And had it just appeared on Facebook, nobody would have saved it, nobody would have ripped it, it would have just completely disappeared because nobody would have known to even watch it.

So he very calculatedly put it on 8chan. And had 8chan had a live streaming capability, he probably would have live streamed it directly to 8chan. But he used Facebook basically, as the streaming platform, but posted his manifesto, his reasons, and told the users what to expect, so they would know to start downloading the stream. And he started it when he was in his car to give them time. Like, it was all very calculated. He knew that while he was driving over there, people were going to set up the kind of recording software so that when he actually got into the mosque, he could do his shooting, and it would all be recorded, and they would start sharing it on 8chan. So it's ridiculous to say that 8chan played no part.

completely nonsense. In an attempt to promote his new streaming platform, Jim unwittingly enters into a war on hashtags themselves, and he gives advice that Mirz QAnon's recent drop calling on followers to use camouflage on social media so as to evade bands. We're streaming live on the Torah3.com network. Torah3.com, yeah. Maybe in the Matrix could retweet that. Maybe I could. Okay. But I hope y'all will use that, because Because a lot of people have lost, yes, ma'am.

Is there a hashtag for it? No. No, that's pretty much useless. Be careful of the hashtags, guys. Super be careful, because they're just using that to track you. And then they, oh, there's 300 people using this. So they're great. And then they're going to turn it off in a moment

and they're going to collect everyone that use that hashtag and you just get segregated all that much more. and nobody sees what you have to say. So I put hashtags sometimes, but I don't put ones that have anything to do with what I'm talking about. I think I put the Phoenix Suns on yesterday, you know, because I'm here. But don't use the hashtags, guys. Don't fall for it because as soon as they figure out,

as soon as they figure out, you are, are involved with the Q&M movement or you're following it or listening to it they will categorize you put you in a market they will send you inferior product commercials at the

yin and you will be just stuck not being able to talk to anyone my family can't even see what I post you know it's like what are you talking about that and say oh they have to actually type it in because you don't show up on anybody radar anymore. So don't use those hashtags unless you're playing a like a hashtag troll

game. Again, I am seized with a vision of my future conversation with Frederick Brennan. What are the latest concrete developments you think tie Jim to whoever posts his cue? So there have been quite a few. We can look really at, for example, what happened with Aitcun in 2019, when it went down and it came back online and we've noticed that Aikun, Aitchan, whatever you want to call it, is now completely about Q. There really is no other community that's still using it to the same degree. In 2019, it wasn't such a question because he had all these other communities in the same way that we wouldn't expect like a Jack of Twitter to pretend to be a certain reporter, even though he could do the exact same thing Jim can. Jack could log into Twitter and just comment.

under somebody's account. Jack could post his Barack Obama because a trip code is essentially the same thing as a verified checkmark. But we wouldn't expect Jack to do that because first of all, it's a public company. Second of all, Barack Obama can actually show his face and say, hey, I'm Barack Obama. That isn't me. But Q can't do that because nobody knows what Q looks like. So there's no way that Q could prove his Q without A. Chan. But one thing that has happened since then is that 8chan has become kind of completely about Q. At any given moment, 95% or more of the posts made every hour

are on the Q board, and every other board has died. Since we last spoke and Mark resigned, I did not actually expect that resignation to have any impact, but it did. It had actually a sizable impact on 8chan. They essentially lost every community that was not about Q because I guess Mark

was just the final straw for them. They just decided, you know, this guy who really cared about the community kind of got fired for bullshit reasons. So they just decided that they don't like Jim anymore. And oh, Mark set up his own site. So every community that's not Q related has left. So all he really has left at this point is Q.

And, I mean, he's going to the Q convention. He definitely knows which side the butter is going on the toast, you know. So we've seen that he started trying to take over a lot of the aggregators. And we would expect that if he was kind of trying to make sure that nobody could question his control of Q one thing that I always thought might happen before was that whoever was in control of QMAP

very easily could have said hey you know what this Jim guy he's taken over Q you know he could just make the same kind of argument I made and Paul Ferber made that Q has been taken over but because Jim got in control of QMAP suddenly he's not able

to do that anymore he owns everything now you know like all of these aggregators have come under his control. And now that QMAP, Jason Galinas, is totally out of the way. I mean, every large aggregator is posted on, you know, VanWa Tech. Another thing that we've discovered recently is that Jim Watkins owns his internet service provider. We didn't know this before. Before, we thought that he had just kind of hired this guy named Nick Lim, but Nick Lim had a third-party company. But no, we've discovered quite clearly in the contracts that you have to

agree to when you sign up for this ISP called Vanuetech that you're agreeing that Jim's company is it wet yet ink in Mississippi has authority over basically who gets to use this ISP and they also own the software that does everything so we've it's kind of this weird legal maneuvering that Jim always does when he takes something over very similar to what he did in Japan where when he took over two channel, he just put it through like a maze of shell companies. You had a race queen ink and Loki Technology Inc. And they were all kind of involved. It's very much his MO. So yeah, I mean, I'm more convinced than ever that Jim is Q. There really is no other credible theory at this point because we can just look at the fact that he is in total control of the drip code. And he is

now taking over all these aggregators, appearing at Q conventions, and, yeah. I personally would feel more comfortable if the investigation had more people working on it, before we say that this is our only credible lead. Jim Watkins is at minimum involved in a federal conspiracy to impersonate a federal officer, period, and profit off of that impersonation. I mean, definitely crimes have been committed here, even without, like, the RICO Act, right? Like, there are specific breaches to the state. statute that are obvious that he have made. There is no way to look at what he's done here with Q and to say that, well, he is not helping a federal officer be impersonated. I mean,

it's ridiculous. In order to have actual military intelligence to leak, you need to be a federal officer. And we know that Q is not a federal officer, ergo it's impersonation. So at the very least they should be investigating him for kind of profiting off of this conspiracy. And we don't know how many people are involved in the conspiracy, right? It could easily just be a conspiracy of one. Jim Watkins logging on, posting the drops, whatever. It could be more than one. You know, it could be Jim and Ron and maybe some people in the Goldwater that have non-disclosure agreements. But because the government has failed so much, you know, all we really have is Jim because they aren't following up any of the leads, you know what I mean? So, yeah. You stated earlier that a lot of

people are under the impression that Jim is Q, and yet you just said Jim is Q again. So what would you say to the people who are under this impression but are still waiting for evidence? What I would just say is that, so if they are expecting that we are going to come across evidence that Jim is physically writing every single Q drop, that's not going to happen. Even if it's true, which I don't think it is true. But even if it were true, Jim is not recording himself sitting down on the computer

and publishing the QDrops. So that kind of evidence is never going to materialize, in my opinion. There would have to be some kind of federal government investigation that, you know, would actually put somebody in his organization or whatever to figure out, you know, that kind of extreme detail.

But it seems extremely obvious to me that you can look at the fact that he controls this platform. Nobody else uses the platform. The only reason people go there is to talk about the Q drops. He obviously doesn't want to lose this platform because he is, you know, putting in so much effort to go to these conventions and to a kind of dog whistle to the Q people that he's on their side. And I mean, you know, in the clips that you have, he's going way beyond dog whistling, you know, so. On the Reply All podcast, they mentioned that you have a horse in this race, that you want to see Jim fall? Of course, yeah. And I recognize that I'm a biased source, which is why I don't

try to lean too much on my private experience with Jim. And I tend to just talk about kind of the infrastructure, things like that. Oh, look, you know, QMAP is being hosted by Vanuetech now. And we have this contract that shows that Vanuetech is owned by Jim. You know, I don't, I don't try to lean too much on my own experience and my own things that I saw while I was there. I will. talk about them if reporters ask me to. And one other thing that I would say is, you know, when it comes to journalism, they can't really print speculation. If I'm asked to speculate, and a lot of reporters do ask me to, but it doesn't make it into their stories, you know, I'll tell them, look, we really have no idea who is sitting down and putting pen to paper

and writing the cue drops. We know that Jim most likely knows, but we don't know anything else other than that. And I will speculate and give them a few, you know, possible leads on who it could be. But, I mean, a reporter is not going to publish that. They're only going to publish the facts that I gave them, which, you know, even Ben Collins of NBC has told me that it's essentially unimpeachable that Jim Watkins could reassign Q whenever he wants. And yeah, so. One thing I think we can say as fact is that without Jim, Q would be unable to carry out their operations. Absolutely correct. And I easily proved that at the end of 2019 by taking 8chan down over and over and over again. And Q was not able to post for, I believe, it was something like

92 or 93 days. So. The next question seems asked by a deep state or MSM plant to me. But honestly, who the hell knows? The person asked Jim about Q's history of posting on the image boards he owns. Now I have a question right here. What did you got? My name is Christian. Thanks so much for having you here. But I'm just really curious to kind of know how you first became aware that he was posting on the boards and when you really started following the movement or supporting the movement yourself? Last August. Okay.

And like what was kind of like the process or like how did that happen? Was it just like what is this going on here and you started looking and see that there was some value in it? Well I had heard of it but I hadn't been following it and I didn't know it was any more than just a board on H-N. But when they turned off our servers, then I realized what it was all about. So I'm a late follower of this movement. I started following it in August last year when I got a subpoena.

Jim claims that he received that information in August, and that's the first point at which he became aware of Q. I know for a fact that that's not true because Jim Watkins has been involved in a documentary, and the guy that's making it, wants to figure out Ukiu is, right? So that guy has been doing this since end of 2018. So that was way before him going to the house of reps. Where would you say you landed before that?

I mean, were you aware of anything like that the Kimo talks about? Or was there anything that really got you interested in it? Or what was it? Well, when it started getting big, I was busy with, like, chemotherapy and radiation and stuff. I had to go through, like, some cancer treatment. And I wasn't paying attention to anything. I was pretty much not. working. I had other people that were working, doing my job, some of which have become

working for the enemy, so to speak. Jim is interrupted by a video from his website, accidentally playing as in The Matrix pulls it up on the screen. Jim says, perfect timing and laughs. At the end of one of the clips, he talks about how one of his employees is now working with the enemy, but basically was doing his job for him while he was undergoing chemotherapy. I'm pretty sure that's referring to me, because that was when I was mostly involved with like two-channel, that kind of thing, trying to fix his Japanese side of his business, do certain things with the software there. Soon the question period is interrupted by the event organizer who is raffling off a signed piece of printer paper with some Q promoter signatures.

Jim takes the opportunity to leave the stage and sit down. I'm at the bar. It's relatively empty. Four different football games are playing across seven different screens. The waitress is lovely. I feel bad that she has to work the Q Conference. I hope she doesn't think that I am one of them. I order a spicy Bloody Mary and a shrimp BLT. Out of the corner of my eye, I recognize Julian's Hawaiian shirt.

I went back in, and it's still the same financial guy, and I'm like, no. Oh, that guy. And then I'm outside, and I just hear inside, like, the microphone roll out, and it's like, all right, say hello to your neighbor, and we hug here. Everybody hug your neighbor, and I'm like, I hope Travis is okay. I politely introduced myself to the people around me, but I did not hug anyone. At this point, I know that Travis and Julian, and most likely myself, are dead. Julian and I break out and head our separate ways.

Him, back to the conference, and I, towards the parade. But where was it? Nothing was happening according to schedule. I start to feel anxious. Julian and Travis were risking their lives to capture AAA content. All I had to do was cover some measly parade, and I couldn't even do that. I procure a map of the grounds for the concierge. Aha, the Cypress courtyard, it was behind the tennis courts.

I would go out and set up for the parade when it returned. But as I reached the courtyard, something is odd. This is a very small courtyard made for walking and sitting. In no reality could a flock of motorcycles or one of the double-wide pickup trucks fit on the walkway. Perhaps they would just walk the one sad horse around, I think. I wait. I sit on one of the courtyard benches in light of smoke. Tastes like absolute shit in the hot Arizona sun.

I wolfed down an entire turkey BLT and blackout during In The Matrix and Shady Groove segment. As I attempt to conjure it, sitting here writing this, I can only picture a cocaine party in the back of a Florida bar where a small group of stragglers have devolved into showing each other YouTube videos as the sun rises. I head over to the resort's restaurant and grab lunch. A shrimp BLT ended iced tea. Triple BLT. We didn't even plan it. Hell yes.

Sitting alone on a small high table, I opened Twitter again. My notifications are a shit show. My JFK Jr. tweet went viral, getting 18,000 likes and over 6,000 retweets in quote, tweets. Many of those quote tweets and retweets are from blue check marks. Thanks to a boost from people like Keith Olberman, Chris Hayes, and Molly Jong Fast, my tweet is gaining attention outside of the community who fixates on the daily moves of online extremists. It's reaching Normie Twitter. I noticed that the comedian Christopher Titus has downloaded and reposted my screenshots and made his own Starkey comment rather than just quote tweeting me. Not that I

care about that sort of thing. Gossip Rack TMC even wrote an article inspired by by tweet, headlined, JFK Jr. running mate theory foiled. Sorry, folks, no Dallas rally. All of this activity makes JFK Jr. the number one trending topic on Twitter. What's more, right in the middle of my lunch, at 1229, a new Q drop lands, addressing all those smug lives on Twitter. That Q drop, one of several posted today, includes yet another reminder that Q specifically deny that JFK Jr. is alive.

plus links to several tweets from blue check marks, balking to belief. Three of the link tweets quote tweet me. I usually don't do this well with a single tweet, even when I'm not preoccupied with the conference. I pay for my sandwich and head back to the conference room, hoping to grab my good seat before the room fills again. In the large, mostly empty reception area of the resort, I cross paths with J.T. Wild,

a talented musician who has become popular in the Q&O community. I keep my eyes forward, but he greets me as if he knows me, which indicates that my mustachioed face has fooled nobody. I suppose he technically does know me. We had met at the QAnon Rally in Tampa, Florida. He offers to connect me to a documentary filmmaker. Hey, man, how are you? We're seeing you again.

Yeah, yeah, you too. I was just talking to Bayon. Do you know Bayon? I don't. Oh, what's your name again? Travis. Travis, yeah. J.T. Wilde gives nothing but positive vibes.

Honestly, I'm a, so it's really pleasure to meet you. And, you know, thank you for being here. Joe Quart. Pleasure to come. Hopefully we get to do that. It was close by. A little closer than Tampa for me. Oh, yeah, yeah. Yeah, you're in California?

Yeah, I'm California. Oh, cool. So that isn't that far. No, about six-hour drive. Oh, cool. Well, Travis, it's great to talk to you. Yeah, you too. I'll see you.

Destroyed with kindness. If that's the storm, I am so ready. When I first started attending Q&O events, my wife asked me if it's dangerous to a prominent critic of Q&N while being surrounded by Q followers. I told her, of course, it's dangerous. But it's in service of something important. Plus, it's not more than I can handle. But I only said that because chicks dig that kind of shit.

In truth, these people aren't skinheads. QAnon followers generally don't fantasize of doing violence. They fantasize about institutions like the military or the court system doing violence on their behalf. I've never felt threatened once. I walked to the conference room. humbled by both my blown cover and J.T. Wilde's earnest friendliness. If J.T. knows who I am, then every host and organizer here knows too. J.T. may have thanked me for my attendance, but there's no guarantee the rest of them felt the same way.

I resign myself to the possibility that I might be called out or kicked out very shortly. As I enter the bar area, looking for Travis, who had been eating there, I run into J.T. Wilde, who looks me right in the eyes and says, are you looking for Travis? I hear the question over my shoulder. Julian mumbles something. This is not good. I keep walking. Maybe they didn't see us together. Maybe I haven't been burned. I have to hope. The last thing I want is for my anxieties to come true, and that I would be discovered and beaten to a bloody pulp by the bikers and cowboys for Trump, trampled by their one horse. Via text, Julian decided it was best if all three of us kept our distance. In my mind, I was the last one who had remained undercover. Special Agent J.T. Wild had made both Julian and Travis. With no parade to cover and no friends to smoke with, I again wand to the

the grounds, clutching the selfie stick and attached GoPro in my sweaty hands. I feel completely directionless, empty, and hot. I spy a secret swimming pool near our resort townhouse. There is no one in it. I quickly return to the room, do a giant dab, change into my swimsuit and creep out towards the pool. The water caresses my face as I float on my back watching the setting desert sun. It is a moment of peace. I wonder if chlorine is effective at killing COVID-19. It must be, or the pools would be closed, I reassure myself. I allow my body to sink into the seafoam green water, the weight of the weekend, pulling me closer to the bottom.

A few minutes later, I'm standing next to J.T. Wilde in the conference room again, and I purchase his compact disc, paying with Venmo. Then I remember, my account is labeled with the podcast's name. J.T. doesn't mention it. When I see him again, he is sitting on the conference room patio, looking at his iPad. I show him a giant spliff and ask him if he partakes. Soon J.T. and I are chatting and hanging out. He tilts his iPad screen towards me.

It's displaying the podcast's Twitter handle. Is this you? he asks. I say yes, to which he responds. I can't tell if you're for or against QAnon. I explained to him that we're critical of everyone we cover, including the hated DNC. As he reads over the podcast Twitter feed, I pray that he does not simply take a look

at the host names listed in the bio. I explained that I really do enjoy his music, attempting to patch things up quickly. J.T. looks up and lets me know that if I ever need a guest, he's available. Soon he moves on to a more serious topic. The enemy. In our midst. Travis' view, he tells me, his paid opposition. With a grim face, he adds, I spoke to him. He's a nice guy.

I play dumb again, and he pulls up Travis' Twitter account, showing me his profile pick. My mind is racing. I'm praying that he doesn't read the bio, which lists Travis as a co-host of the QAnon Anonymous podcast. Instead, he puts away his iPad and we continue smoking. Somehow, I am undercover again. After about 45 minutes in the pool, I receive a text from Julian. To our relief, he has somehow been able to unmake himself, and the exclamation marks over the Q&on influencers' heads had turned to yellow,

and they've gone back to their usual routes. Back in the conference room, Julian texts me as I take my seat. JT. asked me if I was looking for Travis. I played dumb. We cannot be seen together. I text back. Yeah, he's one of the sharper ones. I flatter myself by thinking that only someone exceptionally perceptive could see through my disguise of somewhat altered facial hair. The conference kicks off again.

In The Matrix seems excited about the new Q-Drops. He brings him up on a Q-Drop aggregator site displayed on a large television at the front of the conference room. We want to talk to you a little bit about the new Q-Drops. Oh. So right now, in front of me, at this conference, they're going to go over the new QDrops, which includes the QDrop I inspired. The QDrop that includes three links to quote tweets of my tweet about JFK Jr. While the hosts know that the person who composed that tweet, me, is a few feet from them.

You know, and we do have the JFK Jr. stuff, and that is a very divisive tactic because I don't want to hurt anybody's, you know, hope, right? JFK Jr. can be alive, right? I get that. I like to address it as, okay, it's plausible, but I can't prove it. I think about the chain of events over the day that led to this moment. I wrote a tweet that caused JFK Jr. to trend on Twitter, which caused Q to react to that trending topic, and the Q drop, which dictated the content of the conference I am attending. My physical surroundings are bending through my digital influence. against us so just so you know all right so basically we got this cue post right here we kind of went through this is the knowingly knowingly knowingly

you want to take that one they go through some of the new Q drops that day and then in the matrix addresses the JFK Jr. lives drop it begins clicking on a few links from that drop I am the elephant in the room it's only a question of whether in the matrix will point me out now so now we have all these different cue posts about TMZ is saying oh JFK Jr. about revived himself and died again. Poor QAnon people, poor QAnon people. So this is a, I'm just gonna go to a couple of them,

but here's an example. I apologize to the Q&N Q. You guys are really steady and saying, I'm in. So you're trying to make you look stupid, you see, but we're not stupid. And with that, actually, let's go to the last QA posts. And with that, in The Matrix moves on without clicking on any of the links that include my tweet.

If they were going to call me out, that would have been the moment to do it. They don't want to publicly oust the infiltrator. The YouTube duo known as Black-White No Difference take to the stage. One of them is white, the other black. They are sporting MAGA and QN on gear. Here's Eric, the African-American half of the duo, giving his opinions on black people who dislike Trump.

His co-host Chris then takes over to introduce their schick. It quickly becomes clear that they will be laundering the racial guilt of the overwhelmingly white middle-aged audience. Like, I know a lot of people have a lot of people out there that see people with my skin, they don't feel. the same way I feel like that's just the worst thing ever because this guy has done so much for my community I mean for me personally a lot of my dreams come true and a lot of things that I never thought was impossible or not with any possible so I'm

glad I got man right right man look black white no difference this came about basically me and Eric were talking on the phone and used to work together yeah we worked together we were talking on the phone about an opportunity and Donald Trump came up. And he was telling me about a lot of his family and friends, you know, obviously don't really agree with Donald Trump. And what we were talking about, we figured would wake up the masses, right? So we started our YouTube channel. And the main thing behind black, white, no difference, is that we all have the same opportunities, no matter what. In this country, no matter if you're black, white, green, red, orange, Jamaican, Catholic.

Whatever, religion, whatever, whatever you are, if you go out and go after your dreams, you can make it after. But the thing is, what they want us to think is they want us to think you're all victims. They want us to think things just happen to us all the time, right? They want us, the victimhood is ridiculous, and that's what we're here to slash. The claim made by the white side of the duo paints Donald Trump as a savior of black communities who were falling prey at the time to racist policies. But I just want to give you a couple of points that you can help with your friends on Donald Trump, right?

And when they say he's racist. Just say this. In the 90s. In the early 90s, there was a bunch of black entrepreneurs that were trying to get loans from banks. And these racist banks, in my opinion, wouldn't give them loans. Guess where they went? They went to Donald Trump. And guess what happened when they went back to Trump?

Donald Trump. He ripped the check up and said do great in your business. Congratulations. It's pretty hard to give a black person $100,000 and not going back. If you're racist. I mean, I don't care if you're racing or not. Like, you can't just give a person that's everybody and just think they're not going to get back. You're like, oh yeah, I don't want that. That's a good person. That's a great person. I'm like, to do this job, and not you can't afford that all. I'm like, I'm almost at a point where I would fight a person to the bad miles Donald Trump because I'm like, no, he's done way too much for you.

You don't even know it. Like, stop misrespecting the greatest man ever. This gross misrepresentation of Donald Trump's role in the housing market of the 90s caused my brain to start spinning. I spring up from my post and see on the other end of the compound, the parade vehicles returning from their. adventure. I run towards the smell of gasoline, hoping to grab at least a couple shots as the bikes roll in. To my relief, I'm able to make it over in time to welcome the war boys as they

return home from battle. Perhaps it's because I'm relieved that I did not miss out on content, or perhaps I feel uncomfortable sticking a camera on the end of a selfie stick into people's faces. I find myself hooting and hollering as the cars roll in. Drop 2020! Let's do it! Sleepy Joe's got nothing. California's going on. You're telling me I'm from there. I am too.

Hell yeah. What the fuck am I doing? I feel disgusted with myself. But in a way, a small piece of me feels satisfied. Feels good to yell and cheer for someone, even if he is a dictator. I'm envious of the passion these folks have for their president. I am envious of any passion towards our government. With the parade seemingly over, I wander the grounds, looking suss for about 45 minutes.

I find myself At a small outdoor table Watching people splash in the pool And have fun Why can't I be having fun I think to myself Why am I so fucking terrified If anything and everything

Maybe the MAGA people have it right Maybe they have this tiny little part right To go out and live your life Regardless of the fear-mongering And devastating statistics being listed on the television Even Travis and Julian had thrown caution To the wind for the weekend

Was I letting them down By being annoyingly cautious No I think they have the better equipment. It would be a foolish waste to throw my life away out of mere solidarity. Surely they would feel the same. I hate being undercover. I am uncomfortable deceiving people. Maybe this isn't the right path for me. No, no. When the virus is over, I will be more fun to hang out with. I know it. As the thoughts swirl through my mind, dismantling what little confidence I have left, a young woman walks by and owns me. You're not going to get a sun tan sitting there.

I was sitting in the shade far away from any of the people at the pool enjoying themselves. And you can actually hear me dying a slow death in my laugh. The next conference speaker is Alan the Hostetter, the founder of the American Phoenix Project, an anti-lockdown and COVID-denialist group. The group describes itself on its website this way. The American Phoenix Project came about as the result of the COVID-19 virus, the subsequent worldwide lockdown, the destruction of economies and lives and the great awakening of we the people that resulted from it. Hostetter had quite a career, going from Army infantrymen to local cop to yoga instructor. Now he's using social media to organize civil disobedience against lockdown orders.

He is sure that every news outlet, including Fox, is exaggerating the threat of COVID. The mainstream media, including Fox News, don't ever think Fox is your friend. I know people in here. No better. But there's a lot of conservatives walking around in this country going, what? You don't like Fox? What do you mean? How could you not like Fox? Fox has a couple of conservative commentators, and then other than that, they're in the same game, all the rest of them. There's no, they're told by the same globalist footballist footballers.

He charms the room by talking about the time he was arrested for clinging to a fence that was placed on this local beach to prevent people from congregating and spreading the I had every member from a lieutenant, a captain, assistant sheriff, deputy, the chief. You know, they all, one at a time, walked up to me and in my right ear, said, Dan, can you just come with this? Just, let's just please. I just kept, no, next. No, next.

No. And so then finally they walked up and said, if we just cut your hands out of this with some bolt cutters, I just promise, you know, you're going to have something sharp in your hands. And when your hands are free, just give this with the deputies who are holding your wrists and come with us. I said, can you just guarantee me? I said, I'm going to guarantee you. I'm never going to hurt a deputy with these things in my hands.

I'm going to give a right to him. But whether I go left or I, you know, I don't know. We'll see what we'll get there. As an admirer of civil disobedience and wasting cops time, I have to admit, I'm charmed too. He says that masks are useless and he'll always refuse to wear one. My purpose really, in being with you here today, is I hope that there's something that I say today, a video that I show you today, something that I share with you today that inspires you to act. We are at war right now, and we in this room understand that very, very much.

People outside this room, not so much, and you can tell that by the number of people who are walking around wearing these masks. And I'm going to echo what those awesome gentlemen before me said, take off those damn masks and leave them on the floor. If I had to be in New York City in three days to do another conference, I would drive there. I'm not going out of an airplane and putting on a mask. I mean, nothing personal than anybody who does that. And I agree, there are things like if you're an employee somewhere and you work and you have to wear a mask, I totally get that. No grudge there. But if you're walking around like I see on our beaches in San Clement, entire families, on the beach, on the sand,

sand, walking with their kids that are like six, seven years old, fully masked, you're, I'm sorry, you're morrow. Hostetter claims that America is on the brink, but violence will be avoided by the presumed blowout victory for President Trump in the coming election, just 17 days away. Nobody wants violence. Nobody wants violence. And we are conditioned from the time we are children in this country to always think that violence is a horrible, horrible thing. Until we go back and reflect on our Revolutionary War, they picked up guns at some point, said enough. Until we reflect on the Civil War, we ended slavery by picking up guns and dealing with it that way.

We don't want that to have to happen, but it always has to be something in the back of your mind. We've never been as close to it as we are today since the Civil War, and you have to be thinking like that. It comes a time when people end up picking up guns, I'm not advocating that. I think through the ballot box on November 3rd, it's going to be such a huge victory that we will avoid violence by a landslide election because the other side will be so marginalized at that point. Their voices so subdued when the Pelosi's and the Schumers and those kind of, the AOCs and the squad are just left speechless when they see the devastation around them from this. He ends his presentation by playing a recently released music video produced by the band Five Finger Death Punch. The video portrays a society subdued into mask wearing by a hypocritical politician. It ends with a violent uprising that's revealed to be just a nightmare of a founding father.

In the conference room, a panel is arranged on stage, and they transition to audience questions. I go up second after a guy a bit younger than me, who asks about Antifa infiltrators dressing as Trump supporters to commit false flags. All right. Thank you very much for that question. Very good. Thank you, panel. All right. So we've got another question right here. Thank you. Sorry, I'm being here. It's okay. Me too. It's good. We're all good with you. It's all good.

It's excited to see everybody up there. That's all. And I just wanted to say thank you to everybody standing up for free speech, especially Jim, because I've been using this platform for years, and it's the only place that we can actually still go out. Yeah, exactly. And I wanted to say one of the things that recently I was not allowed to say on the kind of mainstream platforms was something. thing that was mentioned by somebody else up there, which is that Donald Trump has helped the black community historically with housing. But that's the thing is that one thing people don't know is in 1994 album, Nas El Maddoch, one of the best hip-hop albums. That he had a meeting with Trump before that and there was a certain amount of funding that went his way. People like do not

react well to that when I posted or whatever. Good for you. But I wanted to thank Jim once again and ask Jim like I you're probably the only person that has actually a chat. with our hero, you know, or they, you know, whatever they, Q is. And so I just wanted to know, are they nice, are they cool? I'm doing my yes, me right? Go ahead, Jim. I'm not Q and I don't know who Q is. But if Q has ever talked to me, they didn't tell me so they.

tell me what they were. But were they cool? You too. Like were they nice? I don't know. Yeah. I did ask a guy that's making a documentary about this whole thing just to make sure we look cool. Yeah.

And we are cool. Thank you very much. Jim is back in the U.S. and he sold his pig farm. We learned that because of reporting in ABC News. He seems to have kind of abandoned the Philippines. It's not clear if he's ever going to go back. He would need to return by, I believe the date is January 31, 2021, or he'll be permanently blacklisted from the country. He has an active immigration case because the Filipino authorities have declared that he is basically an undesirable alien. Kind of the same thing that happened to me, not really

exactly the same because it's not a criminal charge it's just a kind of immigration deciding that you are undesirable and deporting you on that basis which is totally legal under their law by the way there is no judicial appeal um yeah yeah so he seems like he's going to be in the u.s long term now i really hope that eventually there will be kind of some degree of consequences brought on him i do think that the way that he's profited off of Q through merchandise, through the super PAC, through Aikun itself is just entirely based on the fact that Q is impersonating a federal officer. And had Q not been impersonating a federal officer, none of this money and none of these benefits would have come to him. So I definitely would like to see some kind of actual consequences

brought on him on that basis. You know, it is kind of ridiculous to say, say that it's free speech to claim that you're a federal agent. That is not free speech. Sorry, a lot of things are, but there's just no way that that is. One of the biggest figures in the Q movement is Praying Medic, who, by surprise, takes the stage and he plays bashful. A single beat of sweat rolls down in the Matrix's forehead as he realizes that this Shorn, Arizona, Pentecostalist grifter, who claims to be able to cure cancer with his hands, is more beloved than him. The war over public opinion, the war over information, is being fought on Facebook, YouTube, Twitter, mostly. And that's where most people go to get their information.

They don't really get their information from CNN and MSNBC. Very, very small. Small number of people. They try to magnify and make it look like the mainstream media is having a major influence, but they don't. Yeah, I don't do Q threads on Twitter right now because I'm trying to outlast. I know, I'm glad to do it. I'm glad you're doing it and I'm glad certain people are still doing that stuff. I'm trying to outlast the Bannhammer, but it's going to come.

We're going to lose everything. But the thing is, here's reality. If you go and look at CNN, MSNBC, CBS, ABC, whoever, go just go on their Twitter accounts. Look at their tweets. And look at the engagement that they're having. They're lucky to get 100 people like or retweet their tweets. These are major broadcasts. Dave, we have more people here than a Biden rally.

Praying Medic is soft-spoken and introverted, a contrast to In The Matrix's high-energy salesman's patter. He boasts about the continued engagement of the Q&N community in spite of the recent social media bands and confirms his continuing dedication to the movement. We collectively are massively killing them in engagement on social media. And they know it. That's why they should ask them. That's right.

They shut us down because we're killing their narrative. The reason they suspended our accounts is our accounts. They knew as soon as in Joe Biden, Hunter Biden connection with China and Ukraine, as soon as it got out, they knew that we would all be spreading it on YouTube and they were not going to let that happen. It took our constant because we're having a big impact on the public. public perception of information change in the narrative what did General Flynn say we took over the idea of information and we did it on social media and that's

where the war is so and they know that's where the war is that's why they're taking our accounts down that's why we get this better from Facebook YouTube and it's coming on Twitter they're gonna take our accounts not so if you're interested in finding information from people like us you're gonna have to go where we If it's on GAD, if it's on parlor, if it's on Cloud Hub, wherever it is, you just have to find us there. A lot of us will create new Twitter accounts that will be suspended. You'll have to look for us and find us and figure out who we are, because a lot of us are going to be incognito. I'll just let you know.

If I don't go, if they suspend my Twitter account and I come back on Twitter, you will not recognize my call on Twitter. So we're getting this exhortation from General Flynn, who is telling us in very clear terms, you do not abandon the battlefield. They take your account down, you create another one. You keep messaging. You get out there. I'm still working on a way to get back on Facebook and YouTube. J.T. Wilde is now performing a song I've never heard before,

based on something Michael Flynn said. I'm entranced, finding the music itself quite beautiful while remaining keenly aware that the lyrics express bloodlust, pure and simple. Not as deadly as you think We have no longer running Yeah, we're hunting down the freaks What a beautiful dark sky We're covering the lies

Sweet revenge takes time Whether you draw a line A good stop it It's on the way We gave you the point As clear as the day What a beautiful black sky A middle-aged blonde woman

takes to the microphone During the Q&A panel session And recommends spray painting Certain words on California Congresspeople's homes Specifically, the Congresspeople that passed What she calls a pedophile law But is in fact a modification to statutory rape laws

that simply allow homosexuals to enjoy the same rights as straight people. Shady Groove squints in disapproval at what she proposes. He starts pushing back. Confusion ensues as people break into speech audience-wide. In The Matrix and Shady Groove then cut her mic and attempt to regain control, but she refuses to back down. When California passed the pedophile law recently. The same guy called us, what?

Chew and on bad. Yeah. So I told my friends in California. I said, you know what you need to do is get a list of all those congressmen that pass that rule, rule, get your fluff and spray hands out and go right on their house with pedophile grumer. You know, and it's like, take the page, but it would also, it's like, if you every city that, those people and that you see it locally,

those people may who would not do something like that. We need to expose them. What we're doing is the Anons have it all. We know who they are. And you guys pretty much know who they are. And if you don't, make sure you're active in your local and state and federal government. And vote them out. That's how we do it. And don't do anything like that. I know. Don't do anything like that. I mean, hey, look, I want to do just as everyone else. But I think that we need to realize that legally and lawfully, we can expose them. We can do this. By now, by not. stupid to the level. Don't become Antiva. Don't become the enemy. Don't, you know what? It's like Romans, the Romans. Don't do not be conquered by evil. Rather, conquer evil with good. That's how we can ask you. The Q&A drags on. The stage is filled with all the speakers and many of them want their

turn to answer the questions. So we're getting one question and then maybe five or six answers. It's a tedious process. Finally, the Q Shaman, a legendary figure in our community, who always wears a large furry hat with horns, fully tattooed body, face paint, and a sign that says, Q sent me. He reaches the end of the queue and is able to begin what is essentially a short monologue. First, he explains that pedophile infiltrators have compromised group homes.

So I just wanted to start by saying, I've actually worked in the group home community for five and a half years. And what they were saying about April 3 years is very true. I've worked in the good and bad and the ugly. We actually worked to bring down a pedophile that was taking a sex offender home and told his staff to report the child was at the group home. Okay, yeah, I've reported this to DCS and I stopped working for the sick level. Next, I'd also like to say that if anybody in this room has ever considered working in a group home

or working to, like, say, adopt a child, we need you. Okay? And if you understand what to look for, like the symbolism and the grooming and stuff like that, then we can act like eyes and ears in the group home system to help bring down infiltrators, to help bring down group homes that are trafficking children. And it is very real. Phoenix, if I'm not mistaken, the number two, city in the world would have come to human trafficking next to Mexico City.

at least that's what I remember I could be wrong with them I also wanted to add boys all the coughing in the room I mean holy shit that's an average amount of coughing for a room Jake are you feeling uncomfortable recording with us

are you looking forward to your test no then he goes into the findings of his now infamous investigation of the arrowhead mall in Glendale Arizona which involved finding triangular spiral shapes on the architecture and signs in the mall clearly representing an arrowhead and then stomping around the food court yelling about how they are pedophile symbols.

For those of you that don't know, Arrowhead Mall, here in Northern Phoenix, has this symbol, the boy lover pedophile symbol, as their official symbol, okay? And it's right by their bathrooms where they have three, count that three family, quote-unquote family restrooms next to a boys' room, a girls' room, and a changing station. Okay, so why do we need three family restrooms in a mall where they're, This symbol, by the way, is right by their bathrooms. It also is leading all the way up to the mall. And this symbol is also outside of the mall.

And Costco is right down the street as well. And if we really understand that many of these malls and places like Costco have basements and stuff, then we may ask ourselves a few questions about what could be happening to some of the children that have gone with some of the heroin. I also wanted to say that this whole idea of being able to spot infiltrators and stuff like

question earlier I noticed that in Portland when they were trying to say that the Q movement was violent a lot of the people that were a part of this news story had spirals on their shields the petal spirals and stuff like that they also tend to kind of stand out because they go along and go along and then they take a hard left and they start spewing stuff about you know Trump is a pedophile and stuff like that. So a lot of the time, all it really takes is keeping our eyes and our ears open to see who is on but side. Right now, I don't yet know it, but I'm going to have a great time infiltrating a beer with the shaman a little later. Are we people? Two people. Are we white supremacists?

Where we go, when we go? That's right. That's right. The truth hurts. The truth is belligerent. All right. So I'm going to basically I'm going to cruise out there to you guys. I want to see if you haven't there any questions. At one point during the Q&A, praying medic feels the need to address the pesky issue of never Q pastors rejecting his movement. If you have been listening to church pastors and religious leaders slam Q for being an end-time's deception, a satanic deception, it's, you know, he was a false God, he was leading people away from God. I receive messages every single day. I got another one this morning.

I printed it out, we'll get to see when you get home. I receive messages every single day from atheists, former Satanists, agnostics, Buddhists, you name it, from people who don't believe in God, who used to believe in God but walked away. Every single day I receive messages, emails, DMs on Twitter, from people who are coming back to God because of people. It has been amazing the millions of people that are finding or coming back to God

because their eyes are open to the evil and the corruption and the sickness that they're seeing as they start watching, reading, throughout, and through their research. And people's eyes are being awakened. And when Q says that great awakening, it's a spiritual awakening as well as an intellectual awakening. Jim Watkins feels the momentum and builds on praying medics creed, proning a new analog form of red-pilling. Your pastors, they may be saying,

yeah, well, this fuse of this crazy wacko stuff. to make you and out they are only seeing what they go home in Google and everything has been removed all of the research all the work that these guys are doing you can't find it in a search engine and and you can't find it on YouTube anymore can you as of two days ago right and welcome to my world now where everything you do is destroyed. Nobody gets to see you anymore unless you tell people what's going on. And that's what he's talking about. We are the

news now. That it's important because those clergy aren't bad. They aren't. All they know is I go to Google. Google does everything. They're out. Or maybe I go to Google. It's the same thing. They only see this wacko craziness and the few people out there that have committed crimes and then say they write Q on their palm of their hand or something. Those are really edge cases that are not the normal thing. But that's the only thing that the normal people that want to know something about what's going on, can see now.

They can even find my website unless you tell them how to get them. And they won't be able to find your website anymore unless you tell them how to get there. So please tell your friends what's going on. You have to talk it in the supermarket and when you're waiting in line. You've got to talk about it at church.

You've got to tell you pastor to give you. And don't argue with them. Don't get yelling back. back and forth because that doesn't convince anybody. You know, just, you know, drop the truth bomb and walk on, you know, if they have questions, answer them. That's all you can do. He is giving out these, like, ideas to people of how they can red-pill friends, and basically

that they need to do it in supermarkets and on the street, and kind of in an analog, way, right? So the thing about it is, in 2019, when those terror attacks happened, we had a few scattered clips of Jim Watkins maybe being racist, saying things that were ill-advised, but it was essentially impossible for us to say Jim Watkins is a white supremacist, right? We don't really have proof of that. We have proof of him saying that Jews are conspiring to make it so he can't make money. I can send you that clip he calls the Jew trap. You know, we're not stealing your data. If I wanted to, that's legal, then.

It's not stealing anymore. They sign that law. Awesome. Awesome sauce. But we're not doing that, because why? Nobody will give us advertising, so there's no money to make. It's a public service from my company to you. Make it nice.

Maybe someday we'll get some advertising. that people like. We do like Alex Jones and sew water filters. Please buy Alex Jones water filters. I'm pretty sure he uses that to pay for his bills to run his awesome website and streaming service. It's good stuff because nobody will advertise. This is the idea. You guys are falling into the Jew trap if you accept that.

All of these big companies that only want their point of view, their POV is like your mouth on them and they're looking down at you. That's their POV. Their point of view only. There's no other people's point of view. If you don't have their point of view, then they'll make sure you can't make any money. But we don't, you know, we can't really say, Jim Watkins is a neo-Nazi or a white supremacist, so he was kind of able with his attorney in front of the House of Representatives to put on this kind of cloak of, well, I'm just running this free speech platform. But now it's very clear that Jim Watkins views himself as, as he wrote on YouTube, one of the people that was, quote, condemned by the House of Representatives.

So have a good time, but quit making it worse. You know, that's useless, because I'm not going to listen to you. And I might just delete it every time I see it, because fuck you. Okay, what were we talking about? Sorry, I just had something on my mind. I'm going to turn on the YouTube and see what people are saying. After hearing about pilling my pastor, Shady and Matrix put up a bit of their YouTube show. It's essentially just them reading a cue drop, the one calling, for people to take a certain pledge.

I solemnly rose to my feet, put my hand in the air, and took the pledge. I stay seated and observe the people around me take the pledge. Then I take this obligation freely without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion, and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office of which I am about to enter. So help me, God. The crowd and where we go on and go all. Take it no. Thank you.

The crowd in the conference is breaking up. I make my way through it and ask Jim for a selfie. He tells me, thank you for a question. And where we go one, we go all. To which I respond, where we go one, we go all. His eyes in the picture are absent. A text from Julian on Signal. He's heading outside in search of a cigarette.

exactly what I need. I meet him just outside the QCon conference area and we duck out of sight and light up. He looks a bit on tilt. We all spill out to a nearby patio after the conference ends. Everyone is energized and chatty from the experience. A group, including Jim Watkins and Pragmatic,

have their photos taken by a half circle of admirers in front of a QCon live sign. As a crowd around Jim begins to thin, I inch my way towards him. The question I really want to be. to ask Jim is, why are you doing this? The motivation of this one man is the root of so much. Aikun's existence, QAnon, broken families, congressional careers, a congressional resolution, my podcast, my new friends, the changed trajectory of my life over the past two years. What's the

ideology here? There are easier ways to make money than a creaky and heavily scrutinized image board, so why? I approached him like a fan, hoping that will inspire a candid answer. It doesn't. You're a business man. And you've told, you've always said that H& is not profitable. Not a profitable income. So why have you invested so many resources.

It should be profitable. Oh, okay. Why shouldn't it be profitable? It's being artificially blocked from the income. Right. So when that stops, then it will be profitable. Makes sense. That makes sense.

Where are you from? I'm from San Diego. San Diego? Yes. What part? I'm part, North County. North County, San Diego. I'd like to defend it's a beautiful place.

You've heard of Fallbrook? No. No well, it's a nice little small town. It's very nice. So, I have to go sick on my wife. This is not a beautiful. Okay, I'll let you go there. Yeah, it'll be profitable when we stopped getting blocked and selling everybody.

Gotcha. But, I mean, do you really think that there'll come a day when it stops being blocked when the regulators stop coming to you, stop coming down on you? I believe that when the other side's getting in trouble for Section 235 base, people start realizing that are. Wow, they aren't just selling advertising. they know everything about. We don't know anything better, are you?

Unsatisfied with his answer, but not harboring any hope for satisfaction. I walk a lap around the building, observing the cacti, flowers, and giddy resort goers. I'm on the outside patio of the conference having a beer when the Q Shaman comes to sit at the table I'm sharing with two older folks. We're discussing Q. I am audibly excited by his arrival. Hey, man. I was hoping to get a selfie with you.

a selfie with you and he came inside of my table. This is a fortuitous, my friend. He's a star of city of Canada to be a gym. Oh, I love him, man. I love them, I love them. Your work at Arizona Mall is legendary, my friend. Oh, for real? I play that video and like, I can't get over the line where it's like, right by the

restaurant. Oh, yeah. I watch it all the time. Big fan. I watch it all the time. He is confused for a moment. Can you show me the video? Because I had no idea what you were talking about.

It's the one that you both started me. Oh, that one! Oh, that one! Yeah, okay. The one where I was in the mall, right? Exactly. That's what I'm saying. I'm like, this dude is just like coming in. Fuck yeah.

And everyone's like... The shaman then sits down and starts speaking to a blonde Christian woman in her early 50s, who has a master's in social work and is wearing a Where We Go One, We Go All t-shirt. She wants to help the shaman with the infiltrators he mentioned earlier in the group homes. Amazingly, he just pivots and explains that she should work for a local art art therapy initiative that I won't name, but appears to be a highly legitimate organization founded in 1993. When the woman asked the shaman what they do, he explains it perfectly.

What do they do? They basically make it free for kids like in the group home system or in the foster care system or stuff like that. They make it free for them to do art and heal. You know, it's part of their healing process. Sometimes they'll do camps like theater camp, they'll do things like hip hop camp they have one thing called mat camp or leadership camp they have all these different camps that these kids can go to and uh they create a real community a real sense of like a safe place because a lot of these kids are traumatized you know because they've been through a lot so they give them the supplies they give them the safe space they give them the encouragement to do a bunch of different

kinds of art a bunch of different versions of art so all you've got to do is get in touch with them You can volunteer. So after all my worry, things end up kosher. He's giving her good advice. The woman loses interest and seems confused, explaining that her favorite mode of therapy is equine therapy, to which the shaman replies that the organization avoids putting abused children on horses due to the risk of them getting kicked by the animal or falling from the saddle.

The conversation ends in a discussion of how great horses are and how their electromagnetic fields, quote, expand like 10 to 15 feet away from their bodies, ours only goes about six feet, so theirs is huge, so they're very sensitive to our vibes. To which the woman responds, yeah, yeah, and that's cool. After the blonde woman inquired whether shamanism was Christian, our man launches into a very long explanation involving Christ being the first whistleblower to call out the cabal in a way. After this conversation with the woman fades, I asked the shaman why none of the speakers on the stage had mentioned adrenachrome or the ritual sacrifice of children. He explains it to me in terms of the audience members frequent,

and energies. What you are asking people to do is mentally and emotionally imbibe that frequency of energy, where you are that child being tortured to death and then having your blood drink. Okay? And nobody wants to go through that. Nobody wants to even have it reach their ears, let alone come out their mouth, that this is happening. A spot Julian and the shaman chatting. chatting. I walk up and take a photo with my phone. Julian, pretending to not know me, asks if I

would be willing to take his photo. I grab his phone and take a picture of them co-holding the shaman's sacred staff. Night has fallen. We're sitting on the table over from praying medic on the patio. He's drinking cocktails and chatting with his wife and some friends. I close one eye and practice crushing his head with my thumb and index finger. Eventually, the man moves on. In The Matrix soon arrives, and Medic addresses him. I had a great time. Thanks for talking me into coming here. The group proceeds to giggle about In The Matrix's peaceful protester shirt with the O replaced by a cue. They settle into a growing din. Praying Medic is regaling the table with a cue proof, carefully teasing his audience with details like, Midnight came. Then, 17

minutes later. He explains to the table that Trump's retweets have meaning, and the president's interactions with young black MAGA celebrity, C.J. Pearson. Do it. as well. As Medek loosens up a bit after a few cocktails, I hear something rare from him, swearing. He calls Nancy Pelosi a dumb bitch. He also expresses surprise at Jim Watkins, saying that he'd expected the owner of Aitkoon to be, quote, sophisticated, not a pig farmer from the friggin' Philippines. He goes on to exclaim, the media is terrified of us, Jim Watkins, me, Matrix.

Soon he's being invited to the Patriot after party in the big tent down the way. Medic looks at Matrix. Now that I know Ben Collins and Will Somer aren't coming. Let's go! That evening, I shed all of my gear and put on a salmon-colored shirt, along with my white Sequoia National Forest hat, I can pass as a young Republican. It would do. The conference had let out and our crew was meeting at one of the tables at the bar for

a couple of drinks to decompress. As I walked through the bar, I immediately spy praying medic at the table next to ours. No one seems to care that the opposition podcast is sitting mere feet away. I sit at the table with my two friends who I am now extremely wary of. I'm excitedly talking to Jake when I see a decent piece of spittle fly from my mouth into his. I apologize, but it's no use. I can feel the wet droplet on my lip. I'm careful not to inhale it before rubbing it away with a clean piece of my shirt.

Julian is making fun of praying Medic, somewhat loudly, and trying to take a picture of him crushing Medics' tiny head with his fingers. Some operators, I think to myself. We are joined by another operator, a journalist who works for one of the big boys. He has a security guard with him. I instantly feel safer, wrapped in the corporate protection provided to our friend, and us by association. I drink three beers right away, forgetting that I am on my allergy medication and should probably take it slow. All the while, Julian is keeping an eye out for his friend, J.T. Wild.

We cannot be seen sitting with Travis or the one guy who wore his mask throughout the entire conference. Our cover will be blown again. I mention I haven't eaten since 11. Around 8 or 9 p.m. we stand up and walk over to the Patriot Party, which is taking place beneath a large tent just beyond the resort pool. It's a fairly sad affair. About 50 people. Gene Ho is speaking. This is the second time I've seen Gene Ho speak live and the second time I've heard this exact same speech.

I hang just outside the tent 15 feet from everyone else. Mask off. I breathe out a sigh of relief. It feels like I made it to the end of the event. A group of middle-aged guys strolling late singing, They call us deplorables and we love them They got the bodies in the dirt And need someone to blame

Got a pension for greed And money to spare They put the dollars in the coffers And the lives in the air Where we go one We go all I won't push you down You won't let me fall

One day for sure We will stand tall they are having the time of their lives I grab a seat near where Travis is sitting and watch praying medics slowly sway back and forth on the dance floor with his wife we are the patriots trust the plan because we have it all

and the fate is in our hands had a reason to fool us but we didn't take the bait they want to take us to hell but we got guns at the gate I watch as In The Matrix approaches Travis and the two engage in polite conversation, I videotape them and post it to Twitter. Nothing feels confrontational, just two players on different sides of the game, coming together at the end of the night to acknowledge one another.

We go on At the Patriot Party J.T. Wilde crewed's Where We Go One We Go All from a much better stage than the conference room. In The Matrix, spots and approaches me. I know he knows who I am, so I'd take the initiative to greet him first. How you knew? What's your name?

Travis? Is it really? Well, no. No, not really. Travis View. Yeah, that's great. Are you really? You know, it's a pleasure to meet you, sir.

Pleasure to meet you too. Really. How are you? I'm doing all right. Yeah, so we're just regular people, man. Well, of course, of course. You know, so are you. And thanks for coming today.

Of course. You know, it means a lot. It means a lot. Because if you wouldn't be here. Right, you know. It would be here if it wasn't treating. If I would be here. Thanks for that, you know.

In The Matrix, talks like a fan, and compliments our podcast episode of the Tampa Rally in which we also covered it. I'm just a regular person, dear. Of course you want. And, you know, you know, you trolled me like you guys. It's actually an honor. You know, it really is. Of course. Over the target, right?

I mean, I don't know. I mean, you might not think so. Right, right. Or you might. Or it's just, here we are. You know? Sure. Listen.

So, you know, thanks for, like, coming up and saying, huh? Well, I'm like, that isn't him, is it? That is him? Yeah, that is. Is that Travis View? I'm like, you know, fricking. When you guys did that, that Q show after the Tampa rally, you guys were fucking hilarious. Remember, do you remember that?

I do remember that. I think it was Doug. Was it Doug Stewart there? Was he there? Doug Stewart wasn't there. But you guys are funny. And it actually helped me Because I'm like, oh my god

You're right Is that like a complete idiot right there? You know? He reminds me of his personal epistemology Perception is reality I don't think that's the case I think reality is reality And our perception can be close or far away from it

In my buzz state I remind him of an incident in which he himself was targeted by faulty perceptions of reality Photos circulated of him wearing red shoes for a charity. That got him caught up in the ludicrous claim that somehow red shoes meant that he was part of the cabal. In The Matrix tries to sell me on a pet theory of his that he's very excited about. Namely, that when Trump referred to 300 miles of border wall, this really was

pointing to Q-Drop 300. Q-Drop 300 addresses somebody who was just referred to as L-period, whom Q-taunts heard you can't sleep. Don't come here again. In The Matrix believes L is referring to Chinese premier Li Kasheng, as well as Chinese business magnate Li Kasheng. This all somehow ties into the bloodlines of the Illuminati, a misspellings in Trump tweets, Trump's visit to Walter Reed, and Anthony Wiener's laptop. He has explained all of this in a Twitter thread before. I got confirmation on the Lee's, L-I family. So, Q-plus 300. find a picture with

Alawyid, Hussein, Kerry, Clinton and any other U.S. politicians, L. period. And it says, I heard you can't sleep, do not come here no more. The reason I got to 300 is, remember when the first says, I like these people, and they like me.

And he says, we got 300 miles of walls. It's all about the numbers, 300, 300, numbers. Okay, that's our, that's our go. That's like, if you repeat, the numbers several times, we go look at QAQAQAQAOX. So went to Kupos 300. I had already done China Week about the Leeds.

And Rockefeller is selling the long beach port to, or giving it to a Lee family. Costco was there. And also Lee Kishing, Hong Kong, right? Controls the pharmaceutical industry. The guy's a billionaire, and the Lees are also satanic genetic geneticists. Here's the bloodline, and they're in the book. The bloodlines of the Illimani. And so what's interesting is that,

Purge you can't sleep, Lee Kishin can't sleep because of his problems in Hong Kong. Do not come here anymore, China Band. So that Bodeus was going into Walter Reed. That's true. It was right after I did his Never Forget threat, because remember he said, never forget. I did a whole thread on all the Never Forget.

It's like, oh my God, he's thanking Q, he's thanking Q, he's thanking Q, he's thanking you, he's thinking. thinking people. Like he's talking about 9-11, he has that with La Familia, the aunt, the beautiful black aunt lady that he was hugging and kissing. Right. And that's the leader laptop because of the 187, possibly because of the information there. It's all, never forget.

And then 20 minutes later, he tweeted, I'm feeling better or something like, Wellie, W-E-L-I. And then he said, thank you for the love. Thank you for the love. And love all capital is with three exclamation points. And so that was 300 minutes later, too. Okay. I'm watching Travis' Matrix speaks very closely at him.

His chin is drooped towards his chest. I realize that I'm listening to a sincere man. When he makes these elaborate connections and long Twitter threads, that's not an act for retweets and follows. He believes this. I had always separated the Q&on community into two categories, the people who built an audience using Q, who I assumed were cynical grifters who don't believe a word they say, and the true believers, the people who, for one reason or another, fall down the rabbit hole because it fills an emotional need that isn't being met elsewhere. But what if that's all wrong? Well, if there was no clean division between evil grifters and the vulnerable true believers. Well, if that's my own black and white oversimplification, I tell myself because the truth is too messy to handle. Like J.T. White, Wild did in The Matrix thanks me for coming. I break away and meet up with Jake who is

nearby and eager to hear what I just discussed. The two of us sit together, watching the events wind down like the end of some sad wedding. After J.T. Wilde's haunting second acoustic rendition of beautiful black sky, we call it a night and decide to treat ourselves with a casino trip. I'm feeling worse and worse by the second. The booze and dope have combined with my allergy medicine in a compromising way, and the lack of food has made my body as weak as my mind. I beg the voice to stop at the bar so I might order a brick oven pizza before we hit the slots. They oblige, and the three of us find ourselves with our bartender from the very first night, chatting excitedly about the day's events. I am a slug,

leaning like an absolute piece of shit on the bar, my face hot, my neck feeling wet. I can feel my soul leaving my body. How long would my food take? Had I ordered shrimp tacos in addition to the pizza? Or had I just imagine this? I wait until the room begins to swirl around me. me. Jake looks like a dying soldier who's just being shot up with morphine. I feel sorry for him. I gotta get out of here. Please. Bring me my food if it comes, I mumble, before booking it out of the bar and taking refuge at one of the outdoor tables. Had I been a couple years younger, this would have been the moment my face became gray and I found a planter to vomit in. But I was older now, so instead I sat quietly and texted the boys my location.

Go out left past the bar pits. I'm at the small round table. Hit in behind bush. Please. Finally, I see them rounding the corner, carrying a whole pizza and fish tacos. I open the box and begin to sloppily devour the banquet. All of a sudden, Julian stands up and seems to float away from the patio. I'm hungrier than I thought. As I pick up the small slice of pizza, my eyes rise to see two Q-Anon promoters milling about near our table. Instinct kicking in, I stand with my slice and pivot around a large concrete pillar. As the cue pastor accosts my co-host, I take a bite of my slice and,

chewing, slide further around the pillar, and break into a natural, confident stride. Once I've covered some distance, I look back at my ex-co-host, framed beneath a small arch on the outdoor patio. They are now captives of QAnon. Good luck, I muttered to myself, before lighting a half-burn joint and disappearing into some nearby shadows. I recognize the two men from the Tampa Rally, Justin Form Talk, and Captain Roy D. Roy looks like he's on another planet. He asked me if I'm on the podcast. Innebriated and starving, I relent and admit that I am an infiltrator as well. Just in Form talks, a evangelical pastor who preaches about the Bible and QAnon tells us that people have been whispering about Travis the boogeyman all day long. They describe him

as quote, Will Summer on steroids. He introduces himself as Craig and says that he thought he might come up and see what we were all about. Here we go, I think. The conversation is friendly and respectful. Craig tells us that he has no hate in his heart for us. Travis mentions that some Q followers had put out verifiably false data into the world via Charlie Kirk. Craig apologizes on behalf of the community for getting that one wrong. I find myself defending the podcast, saying that we are completely independent. No deep state sponsors, no shill money, no nothing. I tell Craig that we push back when asked if the QAnon community is overall a violent one. He is genuinely interested in what it is we find wrong with Q. Quote, it's just people who love their country

looking for the truth, he says. Travis uses some religious terminology I don't understand. I continue to eat my pizza and tacos. I feel more alive. I attempt to explain that our differences are beyond disagreements over what is true. We have a different pistomology. We just don't have the same method for trying to arrive at what is true. To Craig, QAnon is just one side of a valid argument. It's hard for Travis and I to articulate that it's the satanic cabal-eating children part that rubs us the wrong way. We don't want to get into it. I'm in no position to. Craig tells us that we seem like good men.

He asks if we were both Christian. Not me. I'm Jewish, I say, stuffing my face with pizza, loose gold coins falling out of my pocket. I look to see how he'll react. He smiles. Well, I'm from South Florida, so all my best friends growing up were Jewish. He laments how the media is only interested in dividing us. I agree.

Hey, you sound a little bit red-pilled, he says. I laugh. We're all a little bit red-pilled. Captain Roy D., one of the authors of the original QAnon, The Great Awakening book, buzzes back into frame like a busy little hummingbird. He laughs about emailing back and forth with Will Somer ad nauseum. We chat for a bit, and he admits, quote, Will is a great guy.

He hands me his card and says he'd love to come on the show and talk if we ever want him. It's like all the wrestlers coming backstage after a WWF match, high-fiving and complimenting each other on their hits. Days later, I receive an email from Captain Roy D. inviting himself once again onto the show. I do not respond. I notice an out. We get up to leave.

Just informed tells us that this has been one of the most meaningful discussions he's had at the conference and thanks us for our time. We reconnect with Julian and regale him with the story as we wait for our Uber to take us to the casino up the road. All I can envision is myself getting car sick on the way there. It's already past midnight. But fuck, I love gambling so much. But I had to be real with myself.

If we went now, we were committing to at least a 4 a.m. bedtime. Julian had the fire in his eyes. He would be down to stay up late. Images of myself at the big Texas Holden poker game in the sky started flashing before me in the night sky. Guys, I just don't think I can do the casino. I sadly hear myself saying. To my surprise and relief, everyone agrees.

We waddle back to the room, buzzing calmly. about the day's events. All in all, it had been a good trip. Once back in the room, I turned on some good old-fashioned cable TV as Travis and Julian hung out on the balcony, talking into the wee hours of the night. Difting off to sleep, I can vaguely hear Rob Deerdeck showing me videos of people getting hurt. I wake late and packed fast, the blinds casting shapes in the dim room. My friends are downstairs. We sit around our little patio table, having one last smoke before our departure. It's nearly 11 a.m., and the resort is deserted. Even my companions sound distant and muted. Yesterday it felt sprawling, like the vital heart of some crazed machinery. Now I look

through the rows of cookie-cutter townhouses and see only the endless crisscross of dry brush, truck dust, and chain-link fences. The air feels thin. Even the lighting is off. It appears that we're sitting in the middle of a cheap set. On the way home, we listened to J.T. Wilds CD on the car stereo. I flipped through the tracks, selecting beautiful black sky. After a few seconds, I can tell something's off. The production is too slick, nothing like the acoustic version we heard the night before. Had I been too drunk to maintain my immaculate, journalistic objectivity? Definitely not, I decide, as I look at my friend's tired face in the rearview mirror. But with a little bit of luck, I may have given Jake COVID.

He always said that he just never had any contact with you, doesn't know, who Q is. But it seems like he's admitted to you here that, yes, he has had contact with Q, but he doesn't know who Q is. That's a huge leap, in my opinion, from where we were before. And it seems to be an admission that there's more there. Now, I don't believe at all that he doesn't know who Q is. I mean, because if you think about it from his perspective, if he's trying to keep the Q people on his board, he's only going to let somebody post his Q who he can trust not to leave because all it would take to destroy Aikoon is Q posting, hey guys, I'm moving to Gab, here's my GAB account, and that would be it, right? Obviously Watkins is not

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