News flash: Elon Musk's entire bloodline reads like a Satanic fever dream.
His grandfather? Arrested in Canada in 1940 as a leader of Technocracy Incorporated, a movement pushing for a society run by engineers and data instead of people.
Literally the system his grandson is building in front of your eyes.
His father? Had two kids with his own stepdaughter, a girl he'd helped raise since she was four.
His mother? A demonic vessel of a woman who looks like she bathes in adrenochrome and whispers incantations over synthetic embryos.
And Elon? At least fourteen kids with four women, all but one confirmed through IVF and surrogacy.
Even his reproduction is manufactured. Bloodlines and breeding programs, alive and well.
Now look at what he's building.
Tesla: the robotaxis, the humanoid robots, the chips. โจSpaceX: the rockets, the satellites, and since February, xAI and its data centers.โจxAI: Grok, the white-collar bots that take your job, the platform you talk on, and X Money to pay you after they do.โจNeuralink: the chip in your skull.
Your car, your work, your money, your speech, your brain. One man. One stack.
And you never question it, because every few years there's a Mars mission, a flying Roadster, or some other bs to sell it as progress.
This year he became the first trillionaire on Earth.
In 2022 he walked a red carpet in a suit of armor called "Devil's Champion," with a Baphomet on his chest and an inverted cross between its horns.
He brought his mom. Then he made it his profile picture.
Rosemary's Baby meets the Hollywood Casting Couch.
And half the world still thinks Captain Brain-Chip is here to save them.