After years of stagnation he was invited to participate in something. Not much, a fringe podcast (if podcast is the right word, the internet is largely a mystery to me), but beggars can’t be choosers and I doubt he gets many offers nowadays. It was a video presentation/seminar called Red Pill Day 2023.
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This was held on September 11th but I missed it because Menard only posted it on his You Tube page yesterday. A dozen speakers with an hour each. Sounds more like a military endurance test than the promised “fun” day of “education, and entertainment, cool music, lots of laughs, and legendary Freedom Fighters from within the Truth movement”. Menard’s importance in the Truth Movement is illustrated by his position on the speakers roster, at the tail end, second to last, after ten dreary exhausting hours of New Age babble and obscure issues such as this;
I’d never heard of Red Pill Day or, apart from Menard, any of its speakers. Not surprising since, apart from Rob, they are almost all British. One participant of note, Gareth Icke, is the son of David (Lizard Queen) Icke. He has a website, ikonic.com, where he imparts the collected wisdom of his father, his brother and himself. I tried to take a look at it but, like porn sites, you have to join up and pay a fee before being allowed entry. The rest of the speakers seem pretty random, some guy in Mexico who has the formula for paradise on earth, some callow youths with the vague moniker “Students Against Tyranny” making the usual student protests, a woman flogging a;Debbie Hicks is the Founder of Keep-it-Cash. Debbie has spent the past few years campaigning tirelessly and travelling the length and breadth of the country with one goal in mind: keeping physical cash. Obviously the Powers that BE wish to do away with cash because it is largely untraceable as a medium of exchange, and because it reveals some truths about the SYSTEM.
So the usual collection of New Age grifters. Regardless of their various disciplines one passion binds them together, a common goal succinctly expressed in the opening page advertising the seminar;self-healing path, including those she has chosen to train in, EFT/Matrix Reimprinting and SOMA breathwork”, another woman who self-identifies as an “Activist, healer, uplifter, freedom lover and peaceful warrior.
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So where does Menard fit in this pantheon of ageing hippies?
Note the possibly unintended harsh reality of that first sentence;Located “in” Canada, Rob will always be considered an absolute legend, and one of the founding fathers of the modern day movement.
The maker of Bursting Bubbles of Government Deception, Rob Menard’s charisma and presentation style has kept many an audience spell bound, and has inspired numerous other researchers to follow in his footsteps.
Rob always delivers and this interview was no different. Check out the new findings he reveals and place an order for his new book by mailing him your shipping details to: robertmenard63@gmail.com. Rob will then send you payment details. Cost 100 CAD (Canadian Dollars). Mention the words “RED PILL” and Rob will send you a bonus gift of pdfs.
Why more than 10 years? Because Rob, once a giant in the Canadian sovereign movement, was totally discredited by fleeing from his own trial where he was defending himself from the charge of impersonating a peace officer. For years one of his main claims to fame and credibility had been his position that anyone, any bozo on the street, could be a peace officer just by following his magic formula. This somehow made you the equal of the regular police forces with the same right to arrest, detention, and carrying a gun. But when he was given the chance to prove this position in an actual criminal trial he ran and an arrest warrant was issued. The police didn’t bother hunting him down and serving it, not because of fear he was right but because he was so inconsequential he wasn’t worth the expense and trouble of pursuing. This demolished his standing in the sovereign world. I can only assume that the sovereign world itself has been so demolished that he was asked to participate in this seminar because there are so few of them left.Anyone with more than ten years experience in the truth movement will recognize the name Robert Arthur Menard.
New book? Rob exhausted his repertoire of new ideas decades ago. This one will just be yet another cut and paste of his old writings, mostly from the 1990’s and early 2000’s when he was riding high on a wave of sovereign bullshit. He was the master of something for nothing schemes based on his idiosyncratic interpretation of law and sovereign rights. All, of course, failed completely.Check out the new findings he reveals and place an order for his new book by mailing him your shipping details to: robertmenard63@gmail.com.
Being a masochist with absolutely nothing in my life but a bleak future of declining capacity and death I chose to waste part of my diminishing lifespan on listening to his presentation. He should feel flattered. He gave me nothing in return. It was just nonsense he’s been constantly expounding since the 1990’s. His big one, for this seminar at least, is that the United Nations gives you the right to life. This includes the right to eat, an absolute right. So, if you go to a restaurant you have this UN sanctioned right to be fed there. Unfortunately if you have no money, you can’t pay the bill however the restaurant isn’t obliged to feed you without payment. How do you cut the Gordian knot? The seminar hosts were puzzled by this conundrum but veteran Menard followers know exactly where this is going, Menard’s Bills of Exchange Act dine-and-dash fantasy. In the Menardian world there are different existing types of money, cash, cheques but Rob, breaking these Illuminati shackles had, back when we were all a quarter of a century younger, invented a new one, the Consumer Note. He went through exactly the same spiel in this presentation that he used to give way back when the idea was new and shiny. Parsed down from all the legalistic bullshit that Rob had made up to make this sound at least semi-legitimate it meant you can whip a pen and scrap of paper out of your pocket, write up a ‘Consumer Note’, essentially a 'pay you on the twelfth of never IOU', and you’re done. Just put the words “Consumer Note” at the top, write the amount you’re paying in the middle and sign on the bottom. Bill paid! Don’t forget to leave a generous tip! In Menard’s world, as he explained it, the transaction doesn’t follow the money, the money follows the transaction so you can personally create money as needed. Dental work! Massages (no, not that kind)! Groceries!! You can comfortably get through life with nothing but a Bic and notepad! A sovereign parasite’s wet dream!
Apparently that’s why restaurants give you a bill and a pen, so you can turn it into a consumer note as payment. They are legally bound to accept it under federal statute and because, if they refuse to accept it, they are denying you your UN granted right to life. Menard actually said that the restaurant owner in his example could take this consumer note to the bank and deposit it as “perfected money” and it’s the same as if they’d deposited cash. It has to be entirely legitimate because Menard said this process is backed by Jesus Christ himself!
Unfortunately when Menard personally did a trial run here in Vancouver way, way back (I believe at an Earle’s chain restaurant) Jesus Christ was a no-show and he had to deal with the RCMP by himself. In the end he won but only because the trivial amount involved wasn’t worth the bother of going after him. He related this story in his seminar blather but with a much more heroic spin making it a clear victory for his consumer note scheme. However he never tried it again.
This, and other money-for-nothing schemes, were Menard’s bread and butter decades ago when he actually had real standing and influence in the sovereign world and could fill lecture halls with suckers willing to buy in. Unsurprisingly all of his schemes failed leaving his followers holding the bag but Menard, undaunted by a lifetime of total failure, is trying to flog exactly the same fantasies to a new generation. That’s what you’ll get if you cough up $100 for his book, the same garbage his followers were buying in the 1990’s. Menard is so lazy he probably hasn’t even bothered to update it to make it seem currently topical. In fact I doubt that there even is an actual book. In the extremely unlikely event of a sale he’ll just bundle up various scraps from ancient days and ship that off to the purchaser, postage due.
The moderator asked about the book, he seemed eager to get his hands on a copy. Menard said he’s hoping to sell 1,000 hand-made copies at $100 each for start-up money to really get publishing going. He’s going to autograph them and personally “hand-make” wooden covers for them with gold plated and brass accent, corner protectors, and leather bindings, a “really, really nice product”. It’s going to be called “The Living Awaken Loudly”. I realize that makes no sense but that’s what I heard. Menard’s always been extremely ambitious in expounding his massive world changing plans, his vast dreams of empires. It’s the execution of his ideas that causes him problems; he’d have to get out of his chair and do some work.
Then Menard related the reason he’d awakened from his long slumbers and charged back in the fray with this proposed publication. It’s all Donald Netolitzky’s fault!! That’s right our own Quatloosian poster who’s already in deep, deep trouble for arousing the ire of Paraclete Belanger!
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There are three parts to it. I started writing this book because there’s a guy out here who’s a lawyer for the Alberta Government who has taken it upon himself to be a, to engage in libellous accusations against me and I just got tired and they just so misrepresent the Freeman perspective so I decided to, Part 1, what our actual beliefs actually are because they claim we’re anti-government, we’re not anti-government, we’re pro-good government.
At this point I was getting tired of his voice so I skipped forward to Part 2. This was a litany of golden oldies from a long dead past. A whining rant about how nobody allows Freemen their entirely legitimate legal rights to such sovereign dreams as a right to travel (actually a claimed right not to register vehicles, have valid driver’s licenses or pay car insurance) and the right to a deadbeat heaven by issuing consumer notes.
A digression here. While writing this I actually reverted back to my own salad days of a decade ago, writing about sovereign bullshit on Quatloos while half drunk with a bottle of red wine and music on the headphones. So let’s run with that and explain Menard’s complete sovereign philosophy, all of it, all of his many schemes, in one short song. No detailed rebuttals or scholarly analysis necessary. All you need to do is listen to The Big Rock Candy Mountains by Harry McClintock. Not the bowdlerized version by Burl Ives but the original lyrics as sung by Harry and recorded in 1928;
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMAPOQedRxA
Pretty much Menard’s entire sovereign philosophy in a nutshell, laid out in verse.In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs where the bluebird sings
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall, the wind don't blow
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come a-trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railroad bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew and of whiskey, too
You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
The jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again
As soon as you are in
There ain't no short-handle shovels
No axes, saws or picks
I'm a-goin' to stay where you sleep all day
Where they hung the jerk that invented work
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
After complaining about consumer notes not being accepted (Although Completely Legally Valid!!) he went on a rant about another major bug up his ass, how he’s not allowed to be a lawyer. While he fled in terror from his own trial he yearns to defend others who are having legal problems because they used his worthless garbage. As usual he'd get the publicity while someone else pays the price. But those damned legal societies stop him. You can check it out here;
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Next, part three. How we could govern ourselves using new technology. A real rant this time with liberal use of “fucking” this and “fucking” that. Basically he seems to want to be governed by AI rather than people.
Lastly a plea for book orders. He had at least two converts, the seminar moderators called him an absolute genius and said they were buying copies. They said that anyone who didn’t know Rob should Google him to see how brilliant he was. Let’s hope they find this;
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Particularly page 15 where I document his fleeing from his own trial and an arrest warrant issued.
On November 28th of this year Rob will be sixty. He’s weary of selflessly fighting for all of our freedoms and wants to lay his burdens down. So, after touting his book, he laid out his modest ambitions for the future.
He doesn’t want to pump out thousands of cheap coffee tables, he wants the $10,000 a table wealthy patron market. “I’m at the age where I just want to do art.I don’t want to spend all of my time and energy fighting the government and doing stuff like that. I want to have a little workshop set up and make high-end bespoke furniture and take care of my chickens. . . . . I’ve got some really sweet designs for one of a kind coffee tables and matching end tables. I do special serving platters and charcuterie boards and I’ve designed a couple of table lamps, desk lamps that has a battery in it . . . . quality pieces of functional art.
And, after thirty-seven minutes, that was it. A frustrated artist simply yearning to express himself in a woodworking workshop.