It’s complicated, but it looks the worlds corruptocrats are trying to make nature an asset, which they of course will control. The long and complicated Whitney Webb article Elizabeth Nickson refers to is linked in the first sentence. From Nickson at elizabethnickson.substack.com:
dreamed up by the worst villains on Wall Street and being aimed first at the people of South and Central America
Whitney Webb is not like me, sending out essays on the regular, but when she does, just wow. Working off the attempt by Wall Street to financialize America’s national parks and conserved areas, and living in Chile as she does, she found something and holy pigeon-toed Pete (an expression I am not allowed to use at home) is it fiendish, as in from the devil as in the worst thing you can possibly imagine. It took me a full day to read the essay and understand it. I am doing a precis and folding in what I know.
I live in a green prison camp. It is the world that the UN/WEF plans for us all. The population is low, and despite being one of the prettiest, most fertile, resource-rich places on earth, our population never rises, and in fact, is experiencing slow attrition. House prices are insane, because build-out is capped, therefore supply is limited; roughly one person per five acres is the formula used. People live in tents, RVs, cars.
Our average age is 65+, because few young people can afford to live here. There is no business other than seasonal tourism. There is no housing for school teachers, hospital workers, police or check-out people, the latter of whom live in stacked trailers behind the grocery store.
Every attempt to build social housing, or any housing at all is defeated by “the community”, by which I mean vicious little stouts who stand up and whine about climate change, and “too many people”. They field children “I’m so scared for my future”, and retired professors so old they can barely stand up “worried about my grandchildren”. After about thirty of these, the already compromised officials refuse the application. This. Happens. Everywhere.
Der Friedensstifter 