Crow Strike

My two cents on the Crow-Strike episode. Like a crow shit bombing your head, events of this magnitude rarely take place by fluke, but after meticulous planning. Compare it with the Stuxnet attack for perspective. Considering that a worldwide media hysteria has not been racked up for blaming Russians and Chinese, without any evidence of course, what are the alternative scenarios?

Remember, it's the same company that claimed that Putin hacked the DNC servers, again without providing a shred of evidence. A claim weaponized by team Hillary and taken to a point of frenzy by the pro-Democrat US mass media.

The current cybersecurity event is most likely a result of the infighting in the Democrat Camp and the US Deep State. Whether a coincidence or not, it took place just days after a Manchurian Candidate failed to assassinate Trump. While Biden withdrew his Presidential candidature the very next day.

Whether as a show of strength or an-arm twisting maneuver, it cost billions to very unhappy investors and businesses. A cyber 911 if you will, that is, unless you are still drinking the US official Kool-Aid narrative and watching the poorly doctored videos of planes crashing into buildings.

And who is better for the job, than a very murky, US government-connected cybersecurity company with a couple of Russo-American Jewish founders (Déjà vu) with deep Democratic Party and WEF links, to hang millions of computers with an "Oops" update?

Crow-Strike co-founder Kurtz already has experience bricking tens of thousands of computers while working as the CTO of McAfee in 2010. His co-Founder and fellow Jewish (a coincidence I am sure) Alperovitch has since left the company and is functioning as Democrat/Deep State anti-Russia and anti-China hawk and mouthpiece, as well as self-styled geopolitical expert and a WEF stooge.

As for the overlap in other countries like India?

Well, let's use the favorite American term..." Collateral Damage"!

Anyway, serves these Desi and other corporations right for blindly using a US monopolistic giant's substandard IT products when there are better, safer alternatives. One whose founder is incidentally more interested in promoting dubious vaccines and pandemic fearmongering than code?

Conspiracy theory, antisemitism, denial, or just connecting dots to figure out the obvious.

A Crow Strike it was...

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