My astrologer says the stars are aligned now as they were in 1776. We are in a revolutionary age. The revolution has started but it’s far from over. The peak is before us but no one can see it because it is shrouded in clouds. Let’s all dance the calypso on the graves of the greedy, the murderous and the manipulators. The revolutionaries will demand the inheritance of the earthly remains. London is calling to the zombies of death, the ones with the yellowy pusey eyes.