Saving Humanity, Stargate Edition

Alongside the much-deserved praise and optimism voiced during the first days of the Trump Administration, it is imperative to sound the alarm over the new “Stargate” project. One cannot possibly overstate the threat posed by this enormous AI initiative, which has an insidious “medical” component.

At his press conference of January 21st, the President stood beside the three principals of Stargate: Larry Ellison, CEO of Oracle; Sam Altman, of OpenAI; and Masayoshi Son, of Softbank. We are informed that this consortium will cough up $500 billion to finish construction of ten enormous (half-million square foot) AI data centers in Texas.

In my post of 1/15/2025, I outlined the reasons why AI is a boondoggle that will accelerate the deterioration of our society. This is bad enough, and I am dismayed to see our President lending his prestige to this effort. In the case of Stargate, however, the danger far exceeds the adverse impact of AI alone.
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The press conference opens with a tedious round of mutual adoration; pie-in-the-sky declarations of this great boon to humanity; how wonderful it is that America is taking the lead; the hundreds of thousands of jobs to be created; and other nauseating blather.

The fun begins at the 4:25 mark, when Larry Ellison takes the floor. This ghoulish creep tells us that Stargate will bring us untold benefits in the medical arena. (My antennae spring up when hearing that word.) Apparently, it will exponentially swell the reservoir of “electronic health records.” Did you perhaps think that we’re already drowning in electronic health records? Well, you ain’t seen nothing yet. Stargate will create databases that will log and analyze every health event of the entire population—all to “help doctors understand their patients” and to conjure up “better healthcare plans.” What, even better than Obamacare?

Not to be outdone by the repulsive Ellison or the clownish Masayoshi Son, Sam Altman steps up to the podium. You could not invent a more cartoonish representation of the arrogant, uncultured, nouveau-riche tech billionaire. Dripping with fake sincerity, speaking in that faggy, uptalking, verbal fry, he boasts that Stargate will cure disease, ushering in a new era for humanity (there’s that word again). Cancer, particularly, will soon be a thing of the past.

Altman steps away from the podium, and Ellison (at 10:05) asks for permission to expand on this topic. Now he lets the cat out of the bag. Cancer, so says Ellison, will finally be licked by means of a vaccine. “This is one of the most exciting things we’re working on,” he says, with palpable enthusiasm in his voice.

Here’s how it works: “Little fragments of cancer tumors float around in your blood. So you can do early cancer detection. If you can do it using AI, you can do early cancer detection with a blood test and using AI to look at the blood test. Once we gene sequence that cancer tumor, you can then vaccinate the person—design a vaccine for every individual person that vaccinates them against that cancer. That mRNA vaccine, you can make that robotically, again using AI, in about 48 hours.”

Gosh, why didn’t I think of that? A personalized mRNA death jab, forsooth. And a nice little robot makes it for you within 48 hours. Hmm…I wonder who might be tasked with manufacturing that potion…Could the name of the company possibly start with the letter P? And naturally they’ll have immunity from liability, because, you know, vaccines.

Add a few more AI data centers, and maybe soon we’ll have instant dispensing of these poison concoctions. It could be a booth at Walgreen’s, completely automated of course, where you get your blood test, walk around the store for a few minutes, get called back to the booth, and receive your diagnosis and the corresponding mRNA-based genetic manipulation drug. “Would you like a pill or a gummy?”

Winning!

Is there a limit to the bloodlust of these psychopathic, globalist, post-human control freaks? The scamdemic wasn’t enough, it seems, to satisfy their craving for power and chaos. Seeing these lunatics alongside Trump, I couldn’t help remembering the scenes with Fauci & Co. in that other brazen attack on our society. Oh Lord, not again!

This madness must be stopped immediately. RFK Jr., you’re wanted on the white courtesy phone.