My Gold on the Seabed Submarine has on its Keel a downward focused Parabolic Mirror.

I can hit tiny a tiny bead of tin with crossing UV beams that have enough energy to turn the tin bead into tin plasma.

Just formed tin plasma yields UV photons that are numerous and with enough KE to make all material that’s on the seafloor that can do it fluorese.

Gold can be made fluorescent and will yield photons that disclose its presence.

Those photons will be detected and will be use to make iso-rad charts of the sea floor, so I can get a very targeted bulls-eye on where the best ore is.

I need ore that is at least 3% Gold.

My sea-floor hydraulic tractor can gather the ore and load it into my wire-guided submarine.

The vertical taut wire just guides the lifting submarine.

Compressed air onboard, released into voids in the hull makes the submarine rises to the surface.

Every time it comes up to my waiting barge to have its ore unloaded, I totally replenish its battery power and its compressed air. Then it goes straight back down the wire, the voids being flooded with water and the submarine having some weight.

Up and down, up an down till the barge is 100% loaded with gold ore.

The barge then pulls up alongside the mother ship which has a crane that unloads the barge into the ship’s cargo space inside the hull.

When the ship is full of gold ore, I head for the port where I get the best deal from the smelter there. San Diego fine, Darwin fine, Hong Kong fine, Amsterdam fine.

I will make Gold/Titanium coins with very complex coded symbols all round their rims instead of reeding. These take a very special press to make. The whole coin must be hit all at once from every angle. My coins are hard to clip, drill, shave, or counterfeit.

My helpers in Chile like them very well.

The coins are a motivator, but my Kamikaze Eye is what keeps them in compliance with my orders, and the boss’es orders. No harm can come to the Marxist Penguinos. No hitting, No stabbing, No punching.

That’s how I get the C-5-A’s.

I am reliable.

I also get C-130’s

Santiago is the only field in Chile that can safely land a C-5-A

The 300,000 former “teachers” (brainwashers) have value as plow animals and pack-carry animals.

By making them valuable, I redeem their sad and useless lives.

This is a blessing to them, not a harm.

I do not take their passports. If they walk back to USA, they can enter.

No, they cannot go back to teaching again.

They are a hazard to the young people, to the blue states, to the nation, to the species.

I want Homo Sapiens Sapiens to prosper.

I know that seems very very wrong, and if it does, to you, then please go away, and never read another of my posts.

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