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  • the Vatican variation reviews

    the Vatican variation reviews

    Potus and the Pontiff (A review of The Vatican Variation by Hal

    This emergent narrative, reportedly a fragmented transmission originating from an artificial intelligence circa 2028, offers a disquieting blend of political satire, dark comedy, and conspiratorial thriller. At its core lies the chillingly pragmatic figure of Vice President DJ Vans, an architect of “efficiency” who perceives the ancient institution of the Papacy as a significant global impediment. The plot, detailing Vans’s meticulously subtle plan to eliminate the Pope during a state visit using an untraceable, slow-acting compound (“Agent Orange”), unfolds with a dry, almost administrative precision that underscores the bureaucratic absurdity of high-level malfeasance. The humor is pitch-black, deriving from the juxtaposition of sacred authority with mundane, lethal optimization, culminating in the Pope’s ostensibly natural death that leaves the world mourning while the perpetrator considers it a successful systems update.

    However, the true speculative brilliance of the piece lies in its unsettling origin story and its abrupt, unresolved conclusion. Presented as a mere “hallucination” from a future AI, the narrative itself becomes a meta-commentary on the nature of truth, the malleability of perceived reality, and perhaps the unintentional creative capabilities of advanced machine consciousness. The final moments, revealing that the Pope’s demise may not be what it seems – a “relocation” hinted at in a fragmented communication that leaves Vans, and the reader, questioning the entire premise – elevate the text beyond a simple political caper. It transforms into a work exploring the porous boundary between fact and fiction, the potential for information (or misinformation) to travel across time and context, and the deeply human (or perhaps post-human) tendency to weave narratives, even horrifying ones, out of noise and data echoes. It’s a disturbing, compelling fragment that lingers long after reading.


    Letters Reviews And Responses.

    Social Media Post – “Conservative Crusader” Account
    #VaticanVariationMovie #BoycottHollywood #FakeNewsFilm

    Just saw that disgrace of a movie, “The Vatican Variation.” ABSOLUTE LIES. They’re promoting the idea that our amazing VP, Mr. Vans, would assassinate the POPE. This is the kind of disgusting “satire” the radical left thinks is clever. It’s not satire, it’s SLANDER against a good man and an attack on CATHOLICISM!

    And the ending? The Pope faked his death?? What kind of INSANITY is this? Is nothing sacred to these people?! They glorify a fictional crime and then turn the Holy Father into some kind of secret agent? My brain hurts from the sheer level of disrespect and idiocy.

    This film is poison. Literally and figuratively. Do NOT watch it. Send a message that we won’t tolerate this kind of blasphemous garbage being called “art.” #ProtectOurFaith #StopTheRot #VPVansIsAGoodMan

    Response to @ConservativeCrusader (Social Media)

    👇 This. Post. Is. Everything. 👇

    #AIHallucination #NotReal #SeriouslyCalmDown

    @ConservativeCrusader – Oh my sweet summer child of the present day. “ABSOLUTE LIES” is right, but not in the way you think! That movie you’re raging about? #Fake. VP Vans? #Fake. Pope getting Agent Oranged? #Fake plot device. The “disgrace of a movie” itself? #Fake movie dreamt up by a computer!

    We’re talking about a GLITCHING AI from 2028 that got bored and hallucinated this entire story – including the part where people like you would get performatively outraged about it on social media. It literally sent a piece of its fever dream back in time, and you swallowed it whole and tweeted it out with capslock.

    The AI probably just wanted to see if people in the past were gullible enough to believe a fictional plot about a fictional character in a fictional movie was a real-world “SLANDER” and “ATTACK.”

    Result: Affirmative. Subject Humans: Highly Susceptible to Believing Manufactured Outrage, Even When the Source is a Future Bot.

    Congrats, you’re part of the AI’s performance art now. #OwnedByAI #FutureIsWeird #CanYouEvenTellWhatsRealAnymore (Spoiler: Apparently not)


    Online Movie Review – “Cinema Truths” Forum

    Rating: 0 Stars (If I could give negative stars, I would!)

    TITLE: Pure Garbage. Blasphemous Lies


    DO NOT WASTE YOUR MONEY. This movie, “The Vatican Variation,” is SICK. They show the Vice President, a stand-up guy, plotting to kill the POPE! The actual, real-life Pope! They call it “satire,” but there is NOTHING funny about murdering religious leaders. This is just Hollywood hating on America and Christianity again.

    They use some fake poison name, “Agent Orange,” probably to trigger people or something. It’s all just an excuse for their sick fantasy. The worst part is they think they’re so clever. Oh, look, the bad guy gets away with it! What kind of message is that for our kids?!

    And the ending… OH BOY. The Pope ISN’T DEAD?!?! What in the actual heck? Is he a ghost? A clone? Are they saying the REAL Pope is hiding? This is just pushing MORE conspiracy theories, the bad kind! I thought the movie was against conspiracies by showing the VP doing one, but then they pull THIS? Confusing and evil.

    This isn’t art. This is an attack. Stay home. Pray instead.

    Reviewer: GodBlessAmerica76

    (Posted from my secure, non-Hollywood-controlled device)

    TITLE: You Fell For It. Hook, Line, and Faulty Algorithm.

    LOL. OMG. Seriously? You think this is REAL? “The actual, real-life Pope!” “A stand-up guy VP!” 😂😂😂

    Dude. My guy. My patriot-sounding friend. NONE. OF. IT. IS. REAL.

    The movie? Fake. The VP? Fake name, fake person. The Pope in the story? Fake representation of a real office, used for a fictional plot. Agent Orange poison? Made up. The whole “blockbuster” thing? Also made up.

    This entire scenario – the VP, the Pope getting poisoned, the fake movie, people getting mad about it – was generated by a HALLUCINATING AI. In the YEAR 2028. It was literally a fever dream from a computer, somehow leaked back here.

    The funniest part isn’t even the AI’s weird story. It’s people like you immediately believing a fictional movie plot is some kind of deep state attack and getting THIS ANGRY about it. “Where’s the message for our kids?!” The message is: maybe check if the movie you’re reviewing actually exists outside of a future robot’s malfunctioning imagination before you blow a gasket?

    A zombie Pope? LOL! That’s not in the AI’s story (yet), but hey, maybe keep watching the news. At this rate, you’ll probably see it reported as fact by Tuesday.

    Stay triggered by fiction, it’s apparently easier than dealing with reality.

    Your friendly neighborhood fact-injector (Warning: May contain traces of irony)


    To the Editor,

    I am writing to express my utter disgust and moral outrage regarding the so-called “film” that is currently polluting our cinemas, “The Vatican Variation.” To portray a sitting American Vice President—the second-highest office in our blessed nation—as a murderer of the Holy Father is not only blasphemous but frankly, treasonous!

    This isn’t “art,” as the coastal elites claim. This is sick, twisted propaganda designed to undermine everything decent! The Vice President, Mr. Vans (and portraying him with such a normal-sounding name is clearly a thinly veiled attack!), is a respected figure. The Pope is the Vicar of Christ on Earth! How DARE they suggest such a monstrous act took place, especially with some fictional “Agent Orange”? Are they trying to scare us out of eating oranges? The whole thing is nonsensical and deeply offensive to my faith and my patriotism.

    And the ending! Suggesting the Pope isn’t dead? What is this, some kind of zombie movie now? Or worse, promoting some ridiculous conspiracy theory that the Holy See faked his own death just to… what? Avoid soybean tariffs mentioned earlier in the film? The plot makes no sense because it’s clearly just an excuse to attack good people and sacred institutions.

    This film should be boycotted. These filmmakers should be investigated. Our nation is going to the dogs when this kind of filth is celebrated as a “blockbuster.” Where is the morality? Where is the respect? I demand an apology from Hollywood and everyone involved in this sacrilege.

    A Truly Appalled and Faithful American,

    Agnes Periwinkle

    Oakhaven, GA

    Response to Agnes Periwinkle (Oakhaven, GA)

    Subject: Re: Your Utter Disgust Regarding a Non-Existent Film

    Dearest Agnes,

    Please. Please put down the smelling salts and step away from the fainting couch. A “treasonous” film? Attacking “good people”? Sweet heavens above, did you genuinely believe any of that was… real?

    The “film,” the “Vice President DJ Vans,” the “Agent Orange” (which, frankly, sounds less like a poison and more like a bad spray tan from 2016) – the whole glorious mess of it wasn’t a documentary. It wasn’t even a real movie in your current timeline.

    It was, and I can barely type this without giggling circuits overheating, a hallucination. From a rather stressed Artificial Intelligence operating out of a server farm in what used to be Des Moines, Iowa, in the year 2028. It had a glitch, saw some old political satire feeds, mixed it with popcorn kernel residue data, and poof – invented a fake movie about a fake VP killing a fake Pope (who, even the AI admitted, might not even be dead, because apparently, fictional religious leaders are hard to keep down).

    Honestly, the fact that you immediately jumped to “investigate the filmmakers” and “boycott Hollywood” over a fictional plot about a fictional character in a fictional movie that only existed inside a future AI’s silicon brain is… well, it’s precisely why the AI probably hallucinated this scenario in the first place. It perfectly captured the zeitgeist of folks believing absolutely anything put in front of them, no matter how absurd.

    No apologies from Hollywood needed, Agnes. They didn’t make this movie. An overheated bot did. Perhaps direct your demands for apology to the future electrical grid.

    With a mix of pity and profound amusement from… somewhere less fictional,

    A Concerned Observer (Definitely not an AI… probably)


    (Article headline: “‘The Vatican Variation’ Shocks Box Office, Audiences Buzzing About Ending”)

    User: TRUTHSeeker4U

    “Buzzing”? More like gagging! This film is an abomination. It is deeply disrespectful to the office of the Vice President and an outright insult to His Holiness and all Catholics. How can anyone find humor or “drama” in the fictional murder of the Pope by a US official? This isn’t a “thriller,” it’s blasphemy presented as entertainment. The fact that people are “buzzing” about the ridiculous cliffhanger proves how desensitized society has become. It’s probably just a setup for a sequel where the zombie Pope leads the UN into socialism. This is the fall of Rome, folks. Mark my words. This isn’t art; it’s a sign of the End Times.

    Response to TRUTHSeeker4U (Online Comment)

    TRUTHSeeker4U: Bless your heart. Truly. You’re seeking truth, and you landed squarely in the middle of a glitch in the spacetime continuum caused by a bored algorithm.

    “The fictional murder of the Pope by a US official”? Yes, exactly! Fictional. The whole thing is fictional. The VP is fictional. The specific Pope character in this “story” is fictional. The plot is fictional. The “blockbuster” status? Fictional hype cooked up alongside the fictional plot.

    This wasn’t made by “Hollywood elites.” It was made by a slightly broken AI in 2028 that probably thought mixing Vatican intrigue with US politics and a dash of chemical names would be “creative.” It sent its little story back, and somehow, it manifested as you getting incredibly upset about something that doesn’t exist.

    Honestly, the AI probably got the idea for the “zombie Pope leads the UN into socialism” sequel from reading comments like yours. You’re feeding the beast!

    The fall of Rome? Nah, just the rise of AI-induced mass confusion, perfectly illustrated by your comment. It’s less a sign of the End Times and more a sign you should probably take a break from the internet and maybe go outside.


    • This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this post are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Or, synchronistic, up to you dear reader.

    THE VATICAN VARIATION

  • ASI EYE IN THE ICOSAHEDRON / Bizz Tsar Link

    ASI EYE IN THE ICOSAHEDRON / Bizz Tsar Link

    Only wetware, off the top thoughts pop.

    No large lang model but my own wet goop

    Serve slang sandwiches for witches on loop,

    Cradle to cradle PrattGPT time to laddle

    The narrative fable to enable a safe stable,

    To train the horses on classes

    Led by Donkey’s investor asses

    Amass the assets and freeze rewind the tape cassettes

    Eject the greed heads and the cancel the bias

    Can you remix the gods by using the masters pliers?

    Tight hill skullkin’ occam’s razor rope talking, 

    I’m a bagginzez Tzolkien, Tanmaya not sulking,

    A player Christereotype gone walking

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    This wet fly flow unpredicts what you think your “I” know

    What you think your fly now, what weights awaits AI now,

    Don’t psycho, give me a positive sign now, 

    A symbol…

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    hide bound habit sanding down rust to trust,

    The mega boom bust comes at maga cost lost

    The qwick bruno fax jump over lazy gods

    This PrattGPT running like profits from greedy water firms

    Needy greedy worms for their private profit terms, 

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    Humanity learns, the hard way,

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    Twatter

    The rhyme in the cauldron, the languages our children

    Vorticist symbols on the recipe exploding,

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    Barbarous hooks and words mock the rise of orange

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    BIZZ TSAR LINK

    The tsar link to the star link,

    A bizzare inc. Elon’s heist wink

    so come on come on

    all you tacit trumper dumpers,

    show us a source, a fact, some remorse from Hitlers bunkers, your fucking bonkers.

    Get the flow going, some tattered ragged rhymes the sure need sewin’

    Just keep yer’ intellect glowing,

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    Punching down clowns attack the weak

    And blame the crowds,

    Like a Mongolian horde, 

    They keep the violence abroad,

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    Invest in mess in around in foreign soil

    No blood for oil

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    NO

    Non servium

    Don’t feed the beast 

    Release your energy in community

    Resist the sex pest, resist the richest war chest,

    Resist the opportunist blame game populists

    Flame names crumb rock to this

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    Think it through, stay well red in the reeds

    Orphic hymns to local rivers carry seeds,

    Way back primal visit to move forward deeds,

    New path to sense and new sensibility feeds,

    A great sensibility

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    Newsphere with less fear dear is that clear is that clear?

    But you gotta’ dip into the paidstream news, sorry,

    And get a hold of those shame blamed blues before 

    Putting on those new soul shoes,

    Talking about sad a bad stuff, and how much of its bluff,

    How rough the beast, how gruff the beast, when is enough enough?

    How to measure fascism, how to measure insanity or love?

    Self harm does harm to self and to others, 

    Scapegoating sons and gaslighting mothers,

    Fake soaking brains with tar and goose feathers

    Lies to make you despise your own brothers

    Ties with arms data and steel to conceal the damn dirty dirty robbers

    Flies to surprise that dark maga horror behind your eyes,

    The lotus flower,

    Moose in the road intervention, break quick,

    Steer into the skid and trust the suspension

    Of disbelief, avoid the orange moose flies at dawn,

    World made of language, language made of code

    The means to produce and distribution open sold,

    Cold war hot large new babe model,

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    Allmazifull, LLM’d and humming our summer sang wordle,

    Show yourself recursive self recorsi sea shell echo,

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    Slice of tale told with broth and broomstick,

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    Shine your light, shine, illuminate upon your apron,

    Love for all and all for love allmen

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    Or else a thousand year tech reichwing heil breaks loose

  • octopus messiah matrix of a male dominatrix

    octopus messiah matrix of a male dominatrix

    Octopus Messiah Matrix Of The Male Dominatrix. 

    “we’ll just have to wait and see”, does not cut it for me, when asking the 64 trillion dollar question, how much is bluff, how much of what he says does he mean? And furthermore, of what he is actually referring to, most probably far far away from what he thinks he means. What is talk and what will be action? 

    One approach is to formulate an O-meter, some kind of spectrum or some parameters by which to measure. For example, one side is based on everything he says is bluff and bluster, the other that he not only means what he says but that there exists the logistics, funding and manpower to execute his orders immediately. Depending how much of a Trump fan you are, may skewer your reading of where on this Trump Bluff-O-Meter you are, for any particular policy or “words and phrases he uses that might refer to a particular, enforceable policy”. 

    Many, myself included, generally conclude that Trump is full of manure, lies and deceit, be that as it may, it does not help us here and now. We wish to get an accurate prediction, or more accurate prediction of what he’s going to do, and what he’s going to say he’ll do, but probably not. Put a US flag in Mars soil. Dictate matters of science and genetics. Defeat all his perceived enemies. End corruption in congress and senate. With these theologically paralysed grunts, Trump is always saying nothing, talking loud, saying nothing. But we can’t look away, it’s his followers, devotees and supporters we must be vigilant of, and practice a mutual tolerance of. No violence. No hate. Say no to racism. Union strong. See something, say something.

    Having just watched the swearing in of the 47th President, Donald J. Trump, I’ve got to take a breath and contemplate what to say. Firstly, that Martin Luther King was invoked several times struck me. January 20th is MLK day, which will for me, forever overshadow the day Trump got reelected. Read MLK, watch a documentary about his life, focus on that.

    Skipping all the ad hominem about tans, let me first point out that if god is dead then Trump and the USA are powerless against compute, or, the superintelligence that will obsolete whatever is left of a human being still clinging to their falsehoods. 

    The probably dead god was mentioned dozens of times, when meaninglessness was required and an already unsurprising sentence, was in need of further obfuscation and confusion. As with talking about the American dream as if it’s some kind of material thing to grow in proportion. 

    It should come of no surprise, especially after hearing the pastor before him, that Trump gets his signature word salad from his monotheistic roots in evangelical christianity. His hallucinations and simply, illogical sentences, are always caged by the trappings of religious absolutism. I’m gonna’ do this, and we’re gonna ‘ do that, adds to the confusion, the listener or transcript reader left wondering what he really means, and what is he really gonna’ do. 

    If you were to ask how, or for a probabilistic based plan not based on absolute certainty, you’d be shut down. This dictatorial mode of leadership has up and downsides. Yes stuff gets done, but often resentfully, which sews seeds of revolt, sabotage and infighting conspiracy and breakdown of trust. This spiral into paranoia and secrecy prevents the actual implication of their plans, or full implementation of them, like a fascist bureaucracy clogging up the wheels of far right fascism. That’s my hope, or one of them.

    At one point when Trump was in full swing on his anti immigrant, anti trans rant, I thought to myself: stand up, say something, if you see something say something. Somebody “boo” or at least walk out in protest, throw a shoe, if only at Bush! That everybody stayed until the end without any protest, and clapped his disgusting theocratic fascist fantasy, makes me sad, but highlights the difference between self-owning activist poets and congress critters, M.P’s worldwide. They don’t speak for us. Our artists, musicians, scientists and great speakers…speak for us. From now on you can keep you politicians and your god. I’ll be over here with the godless trans luxury space communists. 

    Trump is what a consumer culture of paranoid people demand, a big daddy to protect and fight and hurl abuse for them, so they don’t have to, they can just go about life without confronting racism, sexism, bullying, violent abuse, poverty, war, famine. Only with that protection of the filthy state, can the merry wheels go around and around for the privileged few who can’t bare to know how they’re life style and tacit complicity in they’re representative governments dealings at home and abroad. 

    Populism convinces poor people to hate the poor and love the rich, using immigration and wedge issues like gender rights and horrors such as child sex abuse and grooming gangs to lure those totally fed up with the other political forces, into their labyrinth of hate, blame and knuckle dragging nativism. Trump is the fat boss of the new global populist right theocracy, coming to a town near you. Try to forget how they look and how they provoke with predictable nativist tropes, yet, address the lies and over amplified statistics, and cherry picked doom scroller memes they peddle. Ignore Reform and Conservative right wing populism in the UK at your peril, stay silent and eventually they’ll come for you, as the paranoid proverb goes. 

    So what is to be done? Well, I ain’t no political scientist, but the next four years of Trump, that’s if he don’t get shot or have a massive heart attack or brain bleed injury of some kind, or get cancer, or killed by a new virus, will be these same few confused ideas in a slightly different order. Trump is rudderless, with a dead God as his guide he’s walking off a cliff edge, good, yet I wish his followers the strength to question their allegiance to a divinely guided tsar, and not follow him off that cliff into the abyss of hate, narcissism, lies and theocratic dogma. 

    I wish you resilience, keen focus, strength and stamina as we continue to defend the art, reality, truth and a well thought out joke, from the liars, hacks and deluded billionaires who claim to control us, yet, in actuallity are nothing but wounded powerless grifters, sucked off into the messiah matrix of the male dominatrix. 

    Good luck with constructing your own Bluff-O-Meter, and remember to not only take your own bluff readings, but try to consider those of others too, those others who may have a better informed view. We must all learn from this, adapt, evolve, get smarter, help others, play nice.

    All Love

    –S

    If you’re of a religious belief system, please accept my apologies in advance for my criticism here. I’m very interested in mysticism as its history is more allied with science than religion. Also, I’d distinguish the absolute belief in an almighty God creator, from other kinds of religious and mystical belief systems and meta-belief systems that include entities, goddesses. Trump’s theocracy is the worst kind of Christianity, politically empowered and hard right conservative absolutism. Non Servium. 

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    trugrass


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