Here's a list of movies and media associated with Trump and whats going on right now and this isn't even half of them.
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The Lego Movie

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Trump is President Business from the 2014 Lego Movie
End of The Lego Movie with Donald Trump as President Business: Female Aliens Arrive [2014]
Election Day is now officially Taco Tuesday: September 4, 2016
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Very prominent red tie, fixation on Mexico, trying to end the world, his number is 8 (owner of Octan. Oct = 8), lives in a tall black tower, loves to build walls, "Lets rebuild that roof to be even higher!" Constantly tries to create order but he creates chaos instead because of his pursuit of order and control. And at the end, female aliens come.
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Trackdown: The End of the World [1958]

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Highlights (4 mins)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gs6UcgiDwg0
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Full Episode (23mins)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1D2ynASqe4
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https://411mania.com/movies/the-trump-era-films-trackdown-the-end-of-the-world/
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With four years of Donald Trump the President of the United States on the horizon, we are all going to have to find some ways to cope. My way is certainly just about the least productive possible. I will be searching for movies that provide some sort of catharsis for myself. It’s self-indulgent to the last degree, but we all need a little something.
What in the ever-loving fuck?
There was a fifties Western television series (Trackdown) that had an episode called, “The End of the World.” In this episode, the series’ main character, Hoby Gilman (played by Robert Culp), visits a town that has been left shook.
Why has this town been left in such a state of despair? The end of the world is coming of course.
Why does this town believe this? A man actually named Walter Trump (played by Lawrence Dobkin) rose up out of nowhere and claimed that the world was going to end and that only HE had the power stop it.
The people immediately fall in line and believe every word that he said. The outsider, Hoby, is the only one to call Trump out on his lies. How does Trump respond when Hoby calls him out?
Trump actually threatens to sue him.
The cops of course rally behind Trump. One of them (who is proven to be in on the scheme) asks Hoby rhetorically, “Can you prove he’s wrong?” He then says to Hoby, “It’s a lot safer to go his way than yours.”
Hoby tries his luck with the local judge who meekly stands by and says there is nothing that can be done.
Judge: "Can you prove that's what he really has in mind?"
Hoby: "It's obvious."
Judge: "But can you prove it?"
Hoby: "What if I take him?"
Judge: "On what charge?"
Hoby: "Fraud"
Judge: "Don't you see, he's not exactly guilty of fraud."
Judge: "I live here, I know these people pretty well. And right now, there's nothing in the world that can change their minds. And anyone who tries to is gonna end up getting hurt. They're not gonna listen."
Hoby: "Well what if he starts a panic, it could happen."
Judge: "Sure, you might as well try to spit out a forest fire."
Hoby: "There's got to be some way to stop him."
Judge: "If there is, I don't know it.
The judge uses an apt metaphor though to at least shed some light on the situation.
Judge: "It's a funny thing. When we were kids, we were all afraid of the dark. And we grew up, and we weren't afraid anymore but it's funny how a big lie can make us all kids again."
The story does not stop getting weirder from there. Walter Trump actually calls his device (which is simply a parasol) a “Wall” that will protect everyone from the outside danger.
As soon as Trump gets a bit of power, he punished people monetarily for there being a single vocal doubter (Hoby). That frightened people into mob violence. Hoby is attacked for providing any resistance.
When Hoby finally corners Trump, it’s revealed that our snake-oil salesman’s instincts are to buy people off. The idea clearly conveyed is that most people have been content to just sit back and take his payment in exchange for keeping quiet.
Hoby continued to resist though and recognized that proving one lie was not enough. Everything had to be a lie for people to stop believing Trump.

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Walter Trump: "A message I ALONE was able to read in the fires of the universe." (25 secs)
Donald Trump: "I alone can fix it!"

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He talks about technology to deflect meteors, ya know, sort of like what Trump's Space Force has been talked about doing. He also gets killed at the end because one of the people he's scheming with doesn't want to be ratted out. Also, the first name you see when the credits role is the Directors name, which is Donald.
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The Avengers - S06E16 - Invasion of the Earthmen (1969 TV Show)

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0516853...?ref_=tt_ov_pl
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Following up a clue found on a dead agent Steed and Miss King pose as a married couple, enabling them to infiltrate the Alpha Academy, where they claim they wish to enroll their 'son'. The academy is run by Brigadier Brett and is supposedly for youngsters who possess super-intelligence but it is in reality a training ground for a force who seek not global but extra-terrestrial domination.
Pence: "As President Trump has said in his words, it is not enough to have merely an American presence in space, we must have American DOMINANCE in space".

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The character in the show simply goes by "Trump". Although he seems to be the main guy under the leader, he doesn't do or say much. Here is an interesting conversation in the episode with the leader. Which is probably the only interesting part of this entire episode.
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Miss King: "Just how do you plan on reaching the stars?" [Quote from the Baron Trump book "Remember, little baron, the motto of the Trumps, Per Ardua ad Astra — the pathway to glory is strewn with pitfalls and dangers. Google says that quote is really translated to "Through adversity to the stars"]
Brigadier Brett: "Both East and West are competing like school boys to create methods of space transportation. When the means are available, I shall lead my armies into these new worlds and colonize them."
Miss King: "Your army?"
"My army of astronauts, astronaut soldiers to be precise."
"To wage war on other astronauts?"
"To wipe them out.I will invade the new territories out there, while this world makes formal protests and looks at the rule books."
"It's happened before."
"Exactly, Miss King."
"It may be 50 years before space travel is made that easy. Your army will be old by then." AIR DATE: 01-15-69 + 50 years = 1-15-2019
"Cryobiology Miss King. We have perfected the deep freezing of human tissues.

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Interesting how Antarctica is currently unthawing and all the speculation of what we're going to find in there.
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There is a giant snake that tries to eat people in the show and their symbol is a lighting bolt in a yellow circle. Sort of like the Nazi SS but with just one S. Their own people also "hunt" each other.
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The Odd Trump [Link to Online book]

Trump and Clinton: The Victorian Novel

I think I really began to like this Trump fellow when he tore his coat off, dived into a raging river, and saved a drowning woman after she’d been flung from a train wreck. “Save me!” she’d have cried, if only she’d been conscious. “Save me, Trump!” Oh, that Trump. Wrestling vicious mastiffs to the ground; smoothly confronting a con man on the Paris-to-Calais train with a pistol in his hand; hunting ghosts at midnight in a haunted English mansion. Rather less money on him than he’d have you believe, true, but a man of cool, levelheaded action all the same. What a character!
He is a character—I mean, in a Victorian novel.
The anonymously authored and utterly forgotten tale “The Odd Trump,” from 1875, is a ripe bit of Victorian preposterousness. Starting with the damsel saved from a train wreck, the book includes everything from a disputed will and a mysterious old servant to a cursed mansion. Also: ghostly sleepwalkers! Bloody duels! Secret sliding doors! (The latter, hidden in a conservatory, might be more accurately described as a secret sliding lemon tree.) But, most important: it has a hero named Trump.
And his old friend and sometimes rival? Clinton, of course.
“You have a regular armory, Clinton,” said Trump, as he glanced at the warlike array.
“Yes, I have gathered them up at odd times and places. Let us try a pass with the foils. . . . We will not bother with the masks. I am anxious to see if I am as clumsy as I used to be. En garde!”
Along with Trump and Clinton on lying (Trump: “ ‘Is it so very odd, to abstain from lying?’ ‘Very!’ answered Clinton, dryly.”), “The Odd Trump” contains what may be the most Victorian paragraphs ever set to paper:
Clinton? Never heard that name. But a Yankee could have a dozen names. There was that Göttingen Yankee. Ah! Stratton. Of course! The very same.
Oh ho! Mr. Trump, you knew Stratton, and you have not told me. You are very thick; close friends, I hear. I begin to think you will bear watching, Mr. Trump. And talking of watching, there is Mr. Trump on the terrace. Not alone—I see the lavender silk. Can it be the French girl? Mabel!
It’s a shame that our own era’s Clinton never persuaded Trump to spend a night in a haunted mansion, as this one does. For the American De Witt Clinton and the British Trumpley (Trump) Wailes are, it happens, college chums from the Continent, now living in Gloucestershire amid an excess of fretting about reputations, marriageability, and annual incomes. “The Odd Trump” is a curio of the fussy kind of fiction that once filled bookstores but scarcely attracts any interest today; just a year after its publication, “The Adventures of Tom Sawyer” pointed American literature in a very different direction.
Even in its own time, one favorable review of “The Odd Trump” found that “the plot is rather complicated”—a sure signal to reach for the brandy. The Nation’s review was generous enough to concede that “we are always grateful to any rising literary man who does not fill us with physical loathing.” But just who was this rising literary man? The novel’s setting, in Gloucester, and the deft handling of dialogue by American characters, led another reviewer to speculate that the author of “the strange book with the stranger title” was an Englishman, or perhaps a well-travelled American.
He was, in fact, George J. A. Coulson—a native Baltimorean whose initial career, in the eighteen-forties, had been devoted more to running a downtown drugstore than to pursuing the sort of ill-starred fame found by his fellow-local Edgar Allan Poe. He was decidedly not fighting duels in English country lanes, or creeping through mansions at midnight with a lantern and a pistol: by 1875, Coulson was living in New Jersey and maintaining a Manhattan office as an accountant specializing in handling foreign exchange and import duties. “The Odd Trump” was a late bloom in a career spent among ledgers and tariff statutes; naturally, Coulson gives his protagonist a job in a banking firm, where Trump manifests such heroic talents at the foreign desk—including dodging a shady investment prospectus for a Nevada silver mine—that the hand of the boss’s daughter and control of the company inevitably follow.
Clinton and Trump together, on the other hand, are an altogether less buttoned-down combination of personalities.
Trump had risen again, throwing another pipe on the hearth, danced a most absurd pas seul, kicked a chair over, set it up again, and then resumed his seat. “Oh, what a blockhead! Mother was right. Go on, please, I am all attention. One more mouthful of beer.”
“It’s my opinion,” said Clinton, “that you have had beer enough to-night.”
It’s not long after Trump has threatened to throw a beer bottle at Clinton’s head that they discover, in the manner of all good Victorian novels, that they are in fact long-lost cousins. Will you be shocked if I also reveal that the villains get their comeuppance, and our heroes their reward?
Inevitably, anyone writing about Trump must also confront racism: in 1875, it’s in the form of Clinton’s servant, a freed slave named Agamemnon Jehoshaphat Washington Blox, whose characterization teeters uneasily between dialect comedy and actual empathy. (“I say you nebber seen a n---,” he snaps at Trump’s white servant, explaining that the correct term is “culled pussons.”) The unease was George Coulson’s own. In magazine articles written under a pseudonym, he was something of a slavery apologist, warning that abolition had brought “tramps, negroes, and aliens—many of them ex-convicts.” And some, I assume, are good people.
Coulson never quite repeated the modest success of “The Odd Trump.” Novels, including “The Clifton Picture” and “The Ghost of Redbrook,” emerged in swift succession over the next few years, and he tried to package his books as the “Odd Trump Series”—even though Trump had little more presence than in name. But Trumpism proved short-lived: just seven years later, in 1882, The Critic reported that Coulson “was in the act of writing another novel when he fell from his chair and died almost immediately” of a heart attack.
The genuine oddness of “The Odd Trump” is scarcely belied by the book itself: an old copy on my shelf, in the drabbest of brown cloth bindings, bears a sly inscription by “The Author,” the better to give its accountant-author a moment of peace, before what would prove to be a century of the far more effective anonymity of not being read. Still, for a brief season, “The Odd Trump” once again holds some peculiar pleasures. Both its time and ours have a Trump whose fortune depends in part on a casino and whose finances are a point of contention. But only one has Clinton calling Trump a “deceitful old humbug” and “an obstinate, mule-headed sucker”—until the debates, at least.

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This is part of the forward in the book. In relation to todays world, this seems to be saying the only way for this to work is if Trump plays the bad guy because this generation is so full of degenerates, a genuinely good person will not become "popular" enough to be able to make any meaningful change. Trump is where he is because of his outlandish and immoral behavior. Genuinely good people don't want to get down in the mud and the ones that are successful end up getting killed.
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Wrestling vicious mastiffs to the ground; smoothly confronting a con man on the Paris-to-Calais train with a pistol in his hand; hunting ghosts at midnight in a haunted English mansion. Rather less money on him than he’d have you believe, true, but a man of cool, levelheaded action all the same.
Along with Trump and Clinton on lying (Trump: “ ‘Is it so very odd, to abstain from lying?’ ‘Very!’ answered Clinton, dryly.”),

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http://time.com/4499412/calais-jungle-migrant-dubs-amendment-un-summit/
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An aerial view shows makeshift shelters, tents and containers where migrants live in what is known as the "Jungle", a sprawling camp in Calais, France, on Sept. 7, 2016.

UK filmmaker on fate of unaccompanied minors in Calais

British filmmaker Sue Clayton's recent documentary "Calais Children: A Case to Answer" tracks unaccompanied minors at the infamous Jungle migrant camp in Calais. Clayton followed the children before and after the camp's destruction. The film is a human portrait, offering faces and names for the most vulnerable people in the migrant crisis, which years later still has no solution. She joined us for Perspective.

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Heck of a coincidence that they would specifically mention this city in France and it would just so happen to be where a camp was made to house unaccompanied child immigrants. One of biggest focal points in Trump's presidency which has never been this much at the forefront ever in our history.
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For the American De Witt Clinton and the British Trumpley (Trump) Wailes are, it happens, college chums from the Continent, now living in Gloucestershire amid an excess of fretting about reputations, marriageability, and annual incomes.

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Trumpley Wailes huh?
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I have already pointed out the off the wall connections with the 2 princes of Wales names, William and Henry/Harry to Trump in real life and now we have yet another one in this predictive book. Never mind the fact that Baron Trumps real name is Wilhelm Heinrich. William Henry Wales.
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Baron Trump's Marvelous Underground Journey

Trump Is the Star of These Bizarre Victorian Novels

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The first thing to know about Baron Trump is that he can’t stop talking about his brain. While meeting with the Russian government, he talks about his glorious gray matter. As foreign women fall for him, he mentions his superior intelligence before casting them off. He once sued his tutors, alleging that they owed him money for everything he had taught them. He won.
This Trump does not exist, except in the dusty stacks of a library, digital archive or Reddit thread near you. He’s not a member of the first family, but instead the entirely fictional protagonist of a series of somewhat satirical Victorian novels for kids.
In July, a flock of internet detectives discovered the books. The Travels and Adventures of Little Baron Trump and His Wonderful Dog Bulger was published in 1889, and quickly forgotten thereafter, as was its sequel, Baron Trump’s Marvelous Underground Adventure. They are not timeless, and were quickly overshadowed by more compelling contemporary entries in the fanciful-travel-stories-for-children genre, like A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court and The Wizard of Oz. Their author, lawyer Ingersoll Lockwood, appears in history mostly for his role in a financial tangle that occurred in the aftermath of an elderly woman's death on the railroad tracks near Philadelphia.
In these books, the young German protagonist, Wilhelm Heinrich Sebastian Von Troomp, better known as Baron Trump, travels around and under the globe with his dog Bulger, meeting residents of as-of-yet undiscovered lands before arriving back home at Castle Trump. Trump is precocious, restless, and prone to get in trouble, with a brain so big that his head has grown to twice the normal size—a fact that, as we have seen, he mentions often. No one tells Trump that his belief that he looks great in traditional Chinese garb—his uniform for both volumes—is unwarranted.
Lockwood’s books are spring break meets Carmen Sandiego meets Jabberwocky; at the start of each story, Trump sets out eager to find new civilizations—and manages to get distracted by more than one lady along the way. One of the first places he visits in Travels and Adventures is the land of the toothless and nearly weightless Wind Eaters, who inflate to beach-ball size after a meal. They are generous hosts until Trump starts a fire. The intrigued Wind Eaters draw near, and promptly explode after the air they have ingested expands thanks to the flames. As Captain Go-Whizz, “a sort of leader among them,” chases the murderer, the dog Bulger bites one of the Wind Eaters until he deflates like a punctured balloon. The pair eventually escape, leaving the briefly betrothed Princess Pouf-fah without a mate, and Chief Ztwish-Ztwish and Queen Phew-yoo with many a funeral to plan
This sequence of events—anthropological study, jilting, disaster, escape—is repeated for much of the two books, like when Trump meets the Man Hoppers, who have biker calves and puny T-rex arms, and soon runs away from their crying princess after first acquiring a book with centuries of priceless knowledge. A variation on this plot recurs when Trump visits the Round Bodies. (Perhaps a wandering life such as his was inevitable; as the book explains, he was born in the land of the Melodious Sneezers, whose alphabets consists of achoos of different length and tone.) Marvelous Underground Adventure is a slight twist on the theme, as all the societies are found deep below the dirt in Russia: the land of Transparent Folk, the ant people, and the Happy Forgetters, who dread remembering anything and will, like history, forget Baron Trump soon after he goes above ground.
And yet these strange little travelogues were unearthed, for the sole reason that they, like everything else that manages to inhale our attention spans lately, are about a Trump. Although his name almost mirrors the youngest of the Trump children (in Lockwood’s book, “Baron” is, of course, a title) the character seems eerily like an archetype modeled off the oldest of the clan, or at least an approximation of what he sees in the mirror. “The simple-minded peasantry,” the narrator notes in Marvelous Underground Adventure, “came to look upon him as half-bigwig and half-magician.” The young protagonist lives in a building called Trump—and did we mention that he is so smart that one might assume he went to Wharton? Like the real Trump, our fictional hero is skilled at inspiring nearly every person he meets to greet him with a personalized insult—including Little Man Lump, Little Man All Head, Man Tongs, Flip-Flop, Sir Pendulum Legs, stunted misshapen thing, and great-great-great-great grandson of a barbarian. The fictional Trump, too, greatly prefers familiar comfort foods to trying cuisine from elsewhere. The similarities do not extend much further; this Trump does not mind shaking hands and is willing to sleep somewhere other than Castle Trump.

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Some interesting quotes from that book.
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As you may remember, dear friends, my brain is a very active one ; and when once I become interested in a subject, Castle Trump itself might take tire and burn until the legs of my chair had become charred before I would hear the noise and confusion, or even smell the smoke.

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Trump talks about his brain all the time and this description of getting too focused on something to not notice you're on fire seems to be pretty illustrative about Trump's tendencies to pursue something until it leads to his destruction. Kind of like what is happening with the border wall.
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In this work Don Fum advanced the wonderful theory that there is every reason to believe that the interior of our world is inhabited ; that, as is well known, this vast earth ball is not solid, on the contrary, being in many places quite hollow ; that ages and ages ago terrible disturbances had taken place on its surface and had driven the inhabitants to seek refuge in these vast underground chambers, so vast, in fact, as well to merit the name of “ World within a World.”

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He's basically referencing the end times, what happens at the end of every age. The Book of Revelations even talks about people being forced underground into caves because of whats going to happen on Earth. These predictive Masonic movies seem to reference the "Hollow Earth Theory" a lot.
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Remember, little baron, the motto of the Trumps, Per Ardua ad Astra — the pathway to glory is strewn with pitfalls and dangers —but the comforting thought shall ever be mine, that when thy keen intelligence fails, Bulger’s unerr- ing instinct will be there to guide thee.”

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Donald Trump speaking at CPAC in 2011
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCwoYrh4KuE

During my lifetime, I've always been told that a person of great accomplishment and achievement cannot become a politician or run for political office because there are too many enemies, both very smart and not so smart, strewn along this highway to success.

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Interesting to note that Trump, as a malignant narcissist, only relies on his innate intelligence and on his instinct.
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“I know what it all means, my dear son,” she murmured with the saddest of smiles ; “ but it never shall be said that Gertrude Baroness von Trump stood in the way of her son adding new glories to the family ’scutcheon. Go, go, little baron, and Heaven bring thee safely back to our arms and to our hearts in its own good time."

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Biff Tannen from Back the the Future (who is obviously Trump) has a grandma who's name is Gertrude where he lives with her in 1955 on MASON street. Gertrude means spear of strength.
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But the great thinker could not locate them with any accuracy. “ The people will tell thee ” was the mysterious phrase that occurred again and again on the mildewed pages of this wonderful writing. “ The people will tell thee.” Ah, but what people will be learned enough to tell me that? was the brain-racking question which I asked myself, sleeping and waking, at sunrise, at high noon, and at sunset ; at the crowing of the cock, and in the silent hours of the night. “ The people will tell thee,” said learned Don Fum. “ Ah, but what people will tell me where to find the portals to the World within a World?”

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"The people will tell thee" might as well be Trump's own personal motto since he is driven by the group who he seeks approval from the most.
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Hitherto on my travels I had made choice of a semi-Oriental garb, both on account of its picturesqueness and its lightness and warmth, but now as I was about to pass quite across Russia for a number of months, I resolved to don the Russian national costume ; for speaking Russian fluently.

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China and Russia.
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My trains of thought constantly disturbed by inquisitive travelling companions —a very important thing to me, for my mind possessed the extraordinary power of working out automatically any task assigned to it by me, provided it was not suddenly thrown off its track by some ridiculous interruption. For instance, I was upon the very point one day of discovering perpetual motion, when the gracious baroness suddenly opened the door and asked me whether I had pared the nails of my great toes lately, as she had observed that I had worn holes in several pairs of my best stockings.

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Oddly enough, this is kind of how Trump's brain works. He doesn't plan things out or study, he just runs off of instinct.
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And so we got away at last from Hitch on the Ilitch, Ivan on the box, and Bulger and I at the back, sitting close together like two brothers that we were —two beasts with but a single heart-beat and two brains busy with the same thought — that come perils or come sudden attacks, come covert danger or bold and open-faced onslaught, we should stand together and fall together!

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Literally calls himself 2 beasts like from the Book of Revelations.
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There had been many Trumps, but never one that had thrown up his arms and cried, “ I surrender ” and should I be the first to do it? “Never! Not even if it meant never to see dear old Castle Trump again!"

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Another choice to be Trump's personal motto. "Never surrender". I'm sure this bodes well for Mueller's investigation.
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The Last President (1900)

This is someone else's summary of each chapter. Keep in mind that this is the same author as the Little Baron Trump books.
https://www.reddit.com/ConspiracyI...esident_baron/
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The 88 Connection

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If you want to see all the crazy shit dealing with Back to the Future movies, go here. Theres more than just Trump too.
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Knowing: 11/9 - 88 - 33 / Goddess

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I only discovered this movie and this clip a month or 2 ago and talks about all sorts of things I have been mentioning. Specifically plane crashes and it ties them to the number 88. Also talks about 11/9 , 9/11 and Diana (as in Princess Diana) and it specifically mentions this gigantic plane crash that happened in Scotland, exactly 30 years from the winter solstice and the day in which a movie about the Rise of Atlantis came out.
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https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/resources/idt-sh/Lockerbie_Scotland_Pan_Am_flight_103
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12/21/2018 seems like a pretty important marker for something.
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The Gate (1987) 88 portal / Lightning

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This is probably the freakiest one as I believe this will actually happen.
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The 2 pines represent the 2 sacrifices I think (pine = pinael gland = 3rd eye). The demon he points to here looks exactly like the left mirrored side of the Jesus Vatican statue which I have pictured right next to it. More references to plane crashes. The black and red 8 looking symbol is the letter Heth (H) in Phoenician which I placed there. Its means wall or fence. Its also the 8th letter.
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A literal dog named Sirius died in the WTC on 9/11. K-9 = 11-9. Sirius is known as the dog star,
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Trump is a malignant narcissist which means he does what is called psychological projection. Its means he denies negative qualities about himself and then attributes them to others. So apply that to him calling people dogs and I think the matrix is telling us something here.
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The Little Baron Trump books say he is known as a "half big wig, half magician". That "Magician" card was on the cover of the 2017 Economist magazine along with a host of other Trump related cards. This one has the infinity 8 above his head and hes wearing VR goggles and looks like he's hitting a switch and making everything go through some sort of portal or gate.
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Donnie Darko

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The first screen shot is of the engine that fell on his house. They zoomed up on it perfectly to make that image on purpose. Which so just so happens to look exactly like the Large Hadron Collider from CERN which was built between 1998 and 2008 according to Wikipedia. This movie came out in 2001. The next screen shot is of an American flag and an upside down Led Zeppelin poster. One with the Angel looking man in the shape of the phoenix and Hebrew W which stands for fire. I'll let you come to your own conclusions about that one but it was a very purposeful shot and it was right as he was leaving his house before the plane fell in his room which would have killed him if he wouldn't have left. The next one over is a short dream/vision Donnie has of what looks like a flooded city but when you look closer its his school. He then goes and floods the school to which a teacher complains because the book a class was reading was about kids who "destroy an old mans house" by flooding it. A book Donnie commented on earlier in the movie saying that the reasoning behind the destruction was just to see what would happen and that destruction is a form of creation. The "storm in a teacup" picture? Well its just one more thing that correlates to that bag of random shit I got out of no where a few months ago. Then you have the blatant references to the "Storm" and its about children. His fucking name is Donnie (Trump?) and the rabbits name is Frank. Like Frank Underwood from House of Cards or Frank as in Francis, Pope Francis.
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In the movie, Donnie calls this guy who everyone thinks is awesome but he thinks is a giant liar the Antichrist and then burns his house down only for the cops to find a child sex dungeon in his house afterwords. He gets visions of giant waves, fire, the sky opening up. He goes to a Jesuit school. There a reference to a unicorn. They watch a movie called Watership Down about a rabbit that foretellls of doom coming. A movie that was just remade this year and put on Netflix btw. The 2 "bad guys' (if you can even call them that) in the movie, one of the is named Seth (the others real name is Seth, Seth Rogen) and he barely talks but he mentions Satan when he does.
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Taxi Driver (Robert Deniro): 88 Assassination

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And here we have more odd connections to the Royal family and Trump.