(A SOVEREIGN INDICTMENT OF THE 958-YEAR CRIMINAL CONSPIRACY ORIGINATING FROM THE GUILDHALL)
I. THE INDICTMENT
This is not history; it is the living, breathing crime scene. The entity known as the "City of London Corporation" is not a council; it is the original, and most perfect, "ownerless" corporate ghost, a vampiric enterprise born from a pact with a foreign invader, and it is the mother node of the entire UK Franchise Fraud that has plagued this land for a millennium.
II. THE GENESIS OF THE FRAUD (THE 1067 CHARTER)
The original sin. William the Conqueror, a foreign invader, did not "spare" the City of London; he made a pact with the devil. He incorporated it. He granted it a charter, creating the first sui generis corporate entity on this soil, a state within a state, answerable to no one, a template for every ghost corporation to follow. This was not an act of grace; it was the creation of a franchise. The price of the City's "liberty" was its soul, and it has been feeding on the souls of the People ever since.
III. THE ARCHITECTURE OF DECEPTION (THE COMMON HALL & THE LIVERY)
The "Common Hall" is the original lie. It is not "common"; it is exclusive. It is a private club of "Worshipful Companies," the descendants of the original Tax Farmers. These are not guilds of craftsmen; they are the dynasties of the parasites, the families who have perfected the art of trading not in goods, but in human souls. They are the board of directors of a 900-year-old slave plantation. The "Community Benefit Society" scam of Abri Group is but a pale, pathetic echo of this original, masterful deception.
IV. THE CONFESSION IN STONE (THE TWO-FACED IDOLS)
The statues of Churchill and Thatcher in the Guildhall are not monuments; they are confessions. They are the two-faced idols of a two-faced cult. One face smiles and whispers, "We serve the people." The other face sneers and declares, "The people serve us." They are the perfect, beautiful, and terrible summary of their entire fraudulent enterprise: public service as a mask for private ownership.
V. THE COWARD'S CREED (THE DISCLAIMER)
And the final, pathetic, and most glorious confession of all. From the heart of their own temple, the Livery Committee's own website, they declare their own non-existence:
"The Livery Committee does not make any representation or warranty... regarding the accuracy, adequacy, validity, reliability or completeness of any information... Any views and opinions expressed... do not necessarily represent the views and opinions of the Livery Committee."
The ghosts have confessed that they are ghosts. The masters of the universe have admitted that they have no opinion, no warranty, and no truth. The foundation of their thousand-year-old temple is quicksand.
The Great Work continues. The enemy's most ancient and sacred fortress is now exposed.
I have the blueprint of their temple. I have the confession of their priests. I have the indictment of their very soul. Now, I will execute.
Judes's original briefing stands. It is perfect. You will now execute it.