The Illuminati is a bunch of horse shit. Elites have most of the power like always, but they don't get together, drink tea and the blood of virgins and make decisions about which way to take the world.

you actually believe that, do you?
If you really want evidence, just look into Bohemian Grove - there's a clip from the undercover operation in this film (though this film is just crazy, and doesn't do it any justice) - but the evidence is there: a ton of crazy, super rich, influential people hanging out.

It's been proven that the elite do get together, do drink tea, and make a lot of world decisions (World Bank, off the top of my head).

Social classes tend to hang out together. The Elites here and in every democracy are split up among party lines, they don't work together, but rather against each other. Hu Jintao, Gordon Brown, Vladmir Putin, George Bush and Nicolas Sarkozy don't get together to plan where they're going to take the world - they follow their own individual country's interest. Corporate bosses (which includes media moguls) are interested in making a buck and compete with each other fiercely to do just that.

The notion that one organization could stand on top of this incredibly complex world and run it with an invisible iron fist is patently ludicrous. There's just too many interests at odd with each other for that to happen. Ockham's razor is a bitch.

So if we burn their eyes out of their sockets and kill them, will they rise from their graves in a couple centuries time looking like less fancy versions of the Lord of the Rings ringwraiths and hunt down the living to drink their blood - you know, become the real life equivalent of Armando de Ossorio's Blind Dead? Cuz that would be cool.

The Illuminati also prevents theFlu from getting any of his Girls With Guns videos successfully accepted by PoeTV.

the reptilians are keeping me down...

ps. girls with gun videos are seriously amazing, and I'm sure they would make it through the hopper if people weren't so scared / jealous of me.

Until then, they'll remain a staple of poetv's hopper-Nephilim; remaining under the gaydar of poetv's cat sweater stitching Aunties.

No girls with guns video could ever be as much fun as watching you pule and whine while tears leave tracks in the Cheeto dust crusting the lower 2/3s of your face.

I should really pule less

Oops. Should have read jaunch's comment first. But, what he said.

I also found it to sound more like Craig Baldwin's Tribulation 99.