I started in the 1800s but I am much older than that. There is also much disagreement as to my true age.
Many think I am one thing but I fool them into thinking I am something else.
I am the curtain behind the curtain.
I proclaim that I am one of benevolence, but my very nature is deceit and I lie to all about the true nature of what I am truly about.
I have many gods and lie about who and what those gods are.
I frown upon women, blacks and the poor, and only the rich or those who choose to bankrupt themselves, and as such their families, will have the chance to rise in my organization.
My members tell themselves they are truly part of something special. And they are special. Many hurdles, trials and tribulations have they gone through just to be even considered. Only those who are the most worthy can join and be like me.
When I pick my members, they will be made to give a sizable donation. In order to rise in my organization, you need to put your money where your mouth is.
When I receive the honor, many rich and famous people come from all over the world to witness my achievement.
I show no loyalty to any country and have no morality other than what my dogma dictates. Likewise, I show utter disdain for those not like me. They are nothing less than profane.
I will lie, even under oath, to protect those like me. I will even cover up for murderers, pedophiles and satanists.
Besides my gracious and very (did I mention very?) genererous members, people give me money ... a lot of money .... almost 17 billion to date, thinking that such money goes to what I say it does. A pittance goes to the official benevolent cause and the rest goes to me. The amounts of money I give should be a massive red flag but the people still believe my lies.
With the money, I build lavish monuments. And I grow. I am like a virus and should be considered as such.
When I host a benevolent cause or even when I am seen in public, I am always the stooge. I make people laugh. And they always laugh at me. I also laugh. But I am not laughing with them. I laugh because I know something they don't know, or so I am led to believe, and also laugh that these people give me their money.
The ironic thing is that the last laugh is on me. I have been led astray. I have been deceived.
Who am I?
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Originally Posted by griz
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