The GloboMarxist Memo: 60 Years of “Accidental” Nation-Busting, You’re Welcome

The GloboMarxist demolition derby didn’t start yesterday—it kicked off when JFK got turned into a conspiracy theory piñata, and we’ve only racked up a measly sixty-odd years since. Barely a long weekend in historical terms, yet here we are, watching the United States get slow-roasted like a taxpayer-funded weenie.

Remember when Democrats could string together a coherent thought on immigration without sounding like they mainlined UN press releases? Bill Clinton in ‘95 thundered against illegal immigration, calling it a direct threat to American workers. Chuck Schumer, that human weasel, used to co-sponsor actual border security bills. Fast-forward to today and it’s all “borders are racist, tents for everyone, and if you complain you’re a Nazi.” Somebody—definitely not from Mars, probably from a Davos after-party—slipped them the memo. “Phase One: Flood the zone. Phase Two: Call it compassion. Phase Three: Act shocked when the wheels fall off.”

Violence picking up steam? That’s just the feature, not the bug. Import millions with zero assimilation, sprinkle in sanctuary cities that protect criminals like they’re endangered pandas, then clutch pearls when the crime stats look like a bad Mad Max reboot. It’s all going according to plan: erode the middle class, import a permanent underclass that votes for more “free” stuff, and laugh while the host nation coughs up blood. Assassination attempts? As common as mowing the lawn! Only if they had missed JFK.

Sixty years. That’s it. From “a nation of laws” to “laws are for chumps.” The genius part? They convinced half the country it’s “progress” while the other half is too busy working to notice the house is on fire.

You’re welcome, America. The memo was delivered. The check’s in the mail. And the bill? Priceless.