EXCLUSIVE: 'The Selena Effect'—Or Just Another Deep State Psyop?

Oh, great. Another so-called 'exhibition' celebrating Selena Quintanilla Pérez—or as I like to call it, 'The Deep State’s Latest Attempt to Distract You from the REAL Issues.' Don’t get me wrong, folks, I love a good Tejano beat as much as the next guy, but something smells fishier than a Corpus Christi seafood market here.

First off, let’s talk about the timing. Why now? Why, just as the mainstream media is pushing their latest woke agenda, do they suddenly want us to focus on a singer who passed away decades ago? Coincidence? I think not. This is textbook misdirection, people. While you’re busy swooning over Selena’s rhinestone outfits, the globalist elites are probably replacing your Whataburger with lab-grown vegan patties. Wake up!

And don’t even get me started on the 'free' admission. Nothing in this world is free, my friends. You think Texas State University is just generously opening its doors out of the goodness of its heart? No! This is a recruitment tactic. Next thing you know, they’ll be handing out 'Selena Effect' pamphlets that secretly indoctrinate you into believing in climate change or—heaven forbid—tax-funded healthcare.

Then there’s the diary of Selena’s 'close friend' Martin Gomez. Oh, sure, they’ll let you peek at a few pages, but what about the REST of it? What are they hiding? Bet you dollars to donuts there’s something in there about the Illuminati’s involvement in the Tejano music industry. But of course, the Wittliff Collections won’t release THAT part.

And let’s not overlook the real kicker: the exhibit is on the SEVENTH FLOOR of the library. Seventh floor, folks. Seven. A number famously associated with—you guessed it—secret societies. I’m not saying Selena was part of some shadowy cabal, but I’m also not NOT saying it.

So by all means, go enjoy 'The Selena Effect.' Marvel at the outfits. Shed a tear for the tragic pop icon. But just remember—while you’re busy being emotionally manipulated by curated nostalgia, the globalists are probably replacing your breakfast tacos with kale smoothies. Stay vigilant, my fellow truth-seekers. Stay. Vigilant.

(And if you do go, check the exits. Always know your exits.)