Tulsi Gabbard just declassified America's darkest secret. 120 biolabs. 30 countries. Ukraine. Georgia. Kazakhstan. Tanzania. Ethiopia. Philippines. Thailand. It's No hospitals. Nor research centres. Military grade pathogen factories. Built for one purpose. Create virus lethal than Nuclear Weapons. 40 of them were in Ukraine alone. Placed on Russia's border like a loaded gun left on a neighbour's doorstep. And 12 of those 40 were running human trials. Human trials. In a war torn country. On people with no rights, no lawyers, no recourse. We have seen this before. Tuskegee. MKUltra. Area 51. Unit 731. Every generation. Different geography. Same experiment. These are not biolabs in the medical sense. A biolab of this grade takes a harmless bat virus. It forces it to evolve in a laboratory in weeks what nature takes decades to do. It makes it jump to humans. It makes it spread faster. It makes it kill more efficiently. They call it Gain of Function research. Gain of Function. As if giving a virus the ability to wipe out millions. Lethal than a Nuclear Weapons. And with plausible deniability. Anthrax. Ebola. Plague. Avian flu. Tuberculosis. All confirmed present in the Ukraine labs. All now potentially sitting in territory Russia controls. No one is asking how many of these labs fell into Russian hands. No one wants to answer that. But here is the question that should haunt you. Why Ukraine specifically? Not Poland. Not Romania. Not a NATO country with real oversight and real courts. Ukraine. A country so corrupted that its own parliament was bought, sold, and managed from Washington. A country where an American NGO could walk in, Set up a Level 3 pathogen lab, Run human experiments, and walk out. No questions. No press. No accountability. The target was never Ukraine. Ukraine was the laboratory. Russia was the target. You place your most dangerous weapons closest to your enemy. And now you understand why Russia did what it did in February 2022. Not to defend territory. To destroy what was inside those buildings before it was used. But here is where the story gets darker. COVID emerged from a lab in Wuhan also receiving American funding. COVID killed over 7 million people officially. Destroyed 25 trillion dollars of global wealth. Crushed small businesses in every country on earth. But pharmaceutical companies had record profits. Big tech had record profits. Certain investment funds had record profits. Certain people knew what was coming. Draw your own map. Now ask yourself the deeper question. What kind of civilisation funds labs to engineer mass death? Then lies about it for decades. Then calls the people exposing it traitors. America was not always this. But what runs America today is not the Constitution. Something else took root in the architecture of that system. You see it in the symbols carved into Washington DC. You see it in the rituals its most powerful men openly perform. You see it in the philosophy that treats human life as raw material. Some researchers call it Luciferianism. Some call it the occult elite. Whatever you call it. Its fingerprints are on every biolab. Every human trial. Every engineered pandemic. Every covered up document.

India is the most resource-gifted country on this planet. Crude oil. Natural gas. Rare earths. Critical minerals. Our geography tells the truth even when our government doesn't. Our scriptures tell it with evidences. But it was hidden from us. For 75 years, none of it was seriously explored. Not because it isn't there. Because someone needed it to stay hidden. Ask yourself a simple question. Who benefits when India stays import-dependent? The same foreign interests that shaped our post-independence policy class. The colonial masters left. Their agents did not. Every Indian company who touched petroleum infrastructure was attacked, discredited, or buried. Every region sitting on reserves is today under stress, dispute, or manufactured conflict. And is ruled by a CM Linked with foreign funders. That is not coincidence. That is design. India is fighting a 0.5 front war from inside its own borders. The enemy is not always at the gate. Sometimes it writes the policy. The facts I am sitting on will shock you. I will be sharing them soon.

This was obvious to happen. Now the thing is, will Indians who still dream of a green card, wake up to reality? And will IITs stop funding graduates for American companies and start building India?

A former Home Minister of India has confessed. "Bhagwa Atankwad" was never based on evidence. It was a party position. Congress party's official stand. Sushil Kumar Shinde, in a recent podcast, admitted this on record. "There is no saffron terrorism. That is the party's ideology." His own words. Not mine. Now rewind to 2010. P. Chidambaram, then Home Minister, first coined the term. By 2013, an RTI activist filed for proof. The Home Ministry could not produce a single document. Zero evidence. The government had none. But for years, every media house ran it. Including those they today label as Godi Media. International outlets amplified it. The Hinduism of one billion people was linked to terror on global platforms. A word was enough. Evidence was never required. This is what systemic demonization looks like from the inside. You do not need a court. You do not need facts. You need a minister's press conference and a compliant media ecosystem. The term was retired. The damage was not. And yet this same political class still campaigns on "secularism." Secularism in India has never meant equal respect for all faiths. It has meant one faith is always the suspect. India did not survive ten thousand years because of its secularism. It survived because of Hinduism. Its philosophy. Its continuity. Its refusal to disappear. A nation that criminalizes its own civilizational spine cannot protect itself. India is safe when India knows what it is. Ask yourself who benefits from a Bharat that forgets.

Eklavya never sat in Dronacharya's classroom. Not for a day. No lectures. No notes. No certificate. He learned alone. In the forest. With a clay statue as his teacher. And then something dangerous happened. He became better than Arjuna. The system noticed. Not to reward him. To stop him. Dronacharya asked for his thumb. Eklavya gave it. Just like that. His gift survived. His future did not. Because that is what institutions often do. They demand payment. Even when they gave you nothing. That story is over 3,000 years old. Or maybe it isn't. Because we still do the same thing. Only the thumb has changed. Today it is called time. Around 25,000 hours. That is what an average child gives to school and college. Twenty-five thousand hours. One life. One childhood. One youth. No child wakes up dreaming about textbooks. No teenager fantasizes about examinations. They do it because the system says so. Study. Revise. Repeat. Obey. Perform. Compete. Question nothing. Challenge no one. 25,000 hours disappear. Not for curiosity. Not for mastery. Not for self-discovery. For a certificate. A piece of paper that claims to measure human worth. And what does it promise? A career. A stable life. A secure future. And what does it often deliver? Unemployment. Underemployment. Or something worse. Employment without meaning. Eklavya lost one thumb. Our children lose 25,000 hours. Most never discover their gift at all. And after all that time... Who do they become? Sometimes someone even their own parents no longer recognize. Because the system does not teach collaboration. It teaches competition. Score higher than the boy beside you. He is not your friend. He is your rival. Beat him. Or be beaten. That lesson begins early. Very early. Independent thought? Punished. Curiosity? Standardized. Creativity? Timed. Collaboration? Called cheating. Millions graduate every year. The factory keeps running. Producing compliance at industrial scale. The institution extracts everything. Time. Energy. Money. Confidence. Imagination. Wonder. And what comes back? A corrupt bureaucracy. A strained healthcare system. A crumbling public infrastructure. A society chasing wealth while starving for wisdom. Families drifting apart. Communities losing empathy. Yet the race continues. More marks. More ranks. More certificates. More approval. The Mahabharata remembered Eklavya as a tragedy. We studied the story. Memorized it. Passed the exam. Then built an entire education system around it. And called it progress.

What is the point of Modi completing 4,399 days? He is still an American puppet. Every decision is scripted. Every move is approved. At least that's what the experts tell us. Every week. Every election. Every foreign visit. So let's study this puppet carefully. Because he is a fascinating puppet. America sanctioned countries for buying the S-400. China bought it. Got sanctioned. Modi bought it too. Got the missiles. Kept the sanctions away. The puppet forgot to panic. And kept smiling. America warned India about Russian oil. America hinted at consequences. India listened respectfully. Then increased Russian oil imports from 2.5% to 36%. That's not a puppet. That's a customer ignoring sales advice. The UN voted against Russia. Again. And again. And again. 141 Countries voted against Russia. India abstained. Again. And again. And again. What a way to please his Master. Then there is BRICS. The club Washington loves to hate. The puppet sat on the table. Strengthened it. And now chairs it. Excellent puppetry. The dollar dominates global trade. The puppet started signing local currency arrangements. Rupees here. Rupees there. Less dependency everywhere. The master must be very proud. Iran was sanctioned. Restricted. Untouchable. Modi signed deals anyway. Built Chabahar. Operated Chabahar. And somehow got exemptions. The puppet made the puppeteer negotiate. Strange arrangement. Then came the G20. The African Union sat outside. For decades. Modi pulled up a chair. One move. History changed. Nobody checked with the puppet master. India spent decades buying western approved weapons. Dependence was the policy. In 2014, defence exports were ₹686 crore. A decade later they crossed ₹21,000 crore. A 174% Increasr. The puppet became an arms exporter. That's intersting Career growth for Western puppet. Then Modi started calling global institutions outdated. The UN Security Council. The WTO. Structures the West helped shape. The puppet was now reviewing the owner's architecture. Bold for a puppet. And then came the moment that ruined the joke. Modi looked at Putin. "This is not an era of war." He looked at Biden. Said exactly the same thing. No script changed. No permission requested. No approval required. Just India's position. So yes. 4,399 days later. Russian missiles. Russian oil. Iran deals. BRICS leadership. African Union in G20. Independent votes. Independent trade. Independent diplomacy. Independent defence. If this is what an American puppet looks like... Then let the puppet remain for another 4399 days. Because such puppets can only make India Sovereign. Jai Bharat.

In the 1980s, dons fought over Mumbai's docks. In 2026, they fight over students. Same territory. Same money. Same rules. Bas YouTube channel naya hai. Faisal Khan and Raushan Anand are educators. At least, that is what the YouTube channel says. On June 2, 2026, Their men exchanged stones and bullets. Not in Dharavi. Not in a gangland alley. In an education hub. Dawood bhi shayad yeh script reject kar deta. But this story is not about 2 men. It is about an entire industry. An industry that discovered education pays better than extortion. The modern coaching mafia has 2 revenue streams. Revenue 1: The student. Collect fees in advance. 99/- per head to lure students. Then spread fear. Then collect Lakhs per head. Crores per batch. One institute collected ₹250 crore from 15,000 students. Then quietly locked its doors. Parents came asking for refunds. Staff threatened them instead. Hafta collection atleast had some ethics. Revenue 2: The investor. Build a YouTube channel. Collect millions of subscribers. Create a cult. Create urgency. Create fear. Create dreams. Then create valuation. Manufacture selection numbers. Paste topper photos everywhere. One UPSC topper's face appeared in differen ads. FALLEN claimed AIR 1. NARAYANOO claimed AIR 1. SLOW-MOTION claimed AIR 1. Ek hi topper tha. Teen dons. Teen full-page ads. Chotta Rajan bhi itna creative nahi hota tha. Gang ka Agents visited toppers home Cash on the table. ₹8 lakh. ₹10 lakh. ₹15 lakh. Bas photo de do. Bas signature kar do. The Times of India exposed this racket in 2011. Nothing happened. The industry simply upgraded its GST collection. The business model survived. The thumbnails became better. The YouTube channels became bigger. Now comes the chapter nobody wants to discuss. The real dons are not in Dongri anymore. They are in Kota. 2 lakh students. Matchbox Size PG rooms. 14 hour study days. Dreams packed tighter than luggage. Exponential growth per year. But in suicides. Not one coaching director arrested. Not one institute shut down. Government collected GST. Institutes collected fees. Parents called it investment. And what does this entire ecosystem teach every student? Shortcuts in exams. Paper Leak Sessions. Hook or Crook Selections. Cheat. Lie. Manipulate. Intimidate. Pelt stones. And if required... Fire bullets. Because that is how success appears to work. Faizal Khan and Raushan Anand did not create this culture. They simply made it impossible to ignore. The real crime is not the gunshot in Patna. The real crime is a ₹58,000 crore industry operating with zero serious regulation. The real crime is collecting GST from this Mafias. The real crime is parents handing over children to them.. Once upon a time, Gurukuls had Gurus. Now we have dons. The dons found a better business. The gun became a smartboard. The gang became a coaching institute. The vasuli became course fees. The extortion became a YouTube channel. And the don got a celebrity tag.

Congratulations to @narendramodi for being the longest serving democratically elected Prime Minister of India. Looking forward to further strengthening the strategic partnership between our countries and welcoming you to Germany for the next intergovernmental consultations.

Many congratulations to Prime Minister @narendramodi, who today becomes the longest-serving elected Prime Minister in India's history. From transforming Gujarat to leading the world's largest democracy through three election victories, it is a remarkable achievement. Jai Hind.

Congratulations @narendramodi on becoming India’s longest serving Prime Minister. Thank you for your friendship with Australia and for your strong and consistent support of all forms of renewable energy including pumped hydro storage.

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Congratulazioni a @narendramodi che oggi diventa il Primo Ministro eletto più longevo nella storia dell’India. È stato un piacere ritrovarci a Roma nelle scorse settimane e lanciare assieme un Partenariato Strategico Speciale che guarda al futuro per creare nuove opportunità per le nostre Nazioni e i nostri popoli.

To Prime Minister @narendramodi, My Friend, My Brother, My Mentor.

Dear @narendramodi, today you're becoming the longest-serving Prime Minister India has had. Congratulations! With you, India not only landed on the moon, it is shooting for the stars. And so is our 🇪🇺🇮🇳 friendship. From our cooperation on technology, mobility, security and defence all the way to the mother of all trade deals. Thank you for all that we have achieved together.

Why did Modi serve jhalmuri at an NDA meeting today? He could have served samosas. Laddoos. Anything. He chose the street snack of Bengal. The one he ate at rally in Kolkata. Nobody predicted what he was actually eating then. He was eating TMC MPs alive. One by one. Quietly. With a smile. What he served in Delhi today was not jhalmuri. Those were the MPs he is about to eat in Lok Sabha. While Mamata's people were watching. While the planning was already done. Now look at the photos he personally selected. One frame. Anupriya Patel of Apna Dal. Chirag Paswan of LJP. Both alliance partners. Both carefully selected by Modi for this photo. Both eating jhalmuri with full enthusiasm. Meaning they are well aware of what is being served. And they are happily complicit in this crime. Another frame. Amit Shah and Rajnath Singh. Both holding jhalmuri. Both smiling. They are not holding a snack. They are holding MPs. Names not yet announced. Delivery date coming soon. Meanwhile Mamata was at the INDIA bloc meeting across town. Her 20 MPs were at a BJP minister's residence. 20 of her 28. Two-thirds. The anti-defection firewall crossed from inside. Modi posted it with one line. "All our leaders greatly enjoyed this snack." Read that again. Slowly. The numbers are moving. DMK has walked away from Congress. TMC is cracking from the floor up. NDA is counting. Quietly. Methodically. Ruthlessly. 400 is not a slogan anymore. It is an arithmetic exercise. This is the political game BJP plays. You can hate them or not. You cannot beat Modi and Shah unless you become them. And nobody in the opposition has that appetite. This jhalmuri was not a snack. It was a body count.

India just ranked 157th in Press Freedom. Below Pakistan. Below Bangladesh. We all know this Rankings are fake. But still our Media headlines it every year. Why? Let me show you what is really happening. Who runs this index? RSF. Reporters Without Borders. Paris-based. Sounds neutral. Sounds independent. It is neither. 52% of RSF's budget comes from Western governments. US National Endowment for Democracy. Open Society Foundations. The European Commission. These are not charities. They are geopolitical instruments with a budget. And India on their agenda. How is your rank decided? Not by journalists on the ground in India. By "anonymous specialists." Unnamed. Unverifiable. 18 NGOs filling those questionnaires are funded by RSF itself. They are grading India using their own echo chamber. India never applied for this ranking. RSF simply placed India wherever it chose. Now watch the pattern. 2002. Index starts. India ranks 80th. Then India passes a law to block online content. Rank falls to 105. India creates the FCRA. Rank falls to 122. India rejects American fighter jets. Selects French Rafale instead. Rank falls to 131. Then 140. India buys S-400 from Russia. Defies US sanctions threat openly. America warns. India signs anyway. India revokes Article 370. Asserts direct sovereignty over its own territory. India passes IT Rules. Forces Social Media companies to adhere. Indian Soil. Indian Rule. India orders 83 indigenous Tejas fighters. No American jets. Rank crosses 140. Heading toward 150. Then India escalates. 21,000 foreign-funded NGOs lose their licenses. Amnesty International shuts its India offices. Greenpeace is crippled. Rank jumps to 150. Then India goes further. India bans a BBC documentary. India raids BBC offices. India exports BrahMos missiles to the Philippines. Rank crashes to 161. Eleven places. In one year. For asserting sovereignty. Then India writes a $4 billion check to an America. MQ-9B Predator drones. Rank Magially improves to 151. Then India tables FCRA amendments. Plan to seize assets of cancelled NGOs. India signs new S-400 missile replenishment deal. India demands source code access on Rafale. Rank falls again to 157. India closes a Western information pipeline. Rank falls. India rejects a Western weapons contract. Rank falls. India regulates foreign money in Indian soil. Rank falls. India buys Russian defense systems. Rank falls. Not once did the rank fall because journalists were killed. Pakistan. ISI makes journalists disappear. Ranks 153. Bangladesh. 97 journalists arrested under one law. Ranks 152. India. Regulated foreign NGOs and bought Russian missiles. Ranks 157. This is not a press freedom index. This is a compliance score. It measures one thing only. How obedient is your country to the Western order? So here is the question. Why is Indian media reporting this index without a single question?

What you are watching on the news is not the war. It is the theatre. The missiles are real. The bodies are real. The destruction is real. But the story? The story sits somewhere else. Far away from the explosions. Far away from the television cameras. Far away from the speeches. 3 factions are fighting. For control of the world's next financial architecture. None of them have a flag. None of them ask for votes. None of them appear on your ballot paper. Yet all of them want control of your future. The first faction is the Washington Dollar Machine. Wall Street. BlackRock. Its objective is simple. Bring Iranian oil back into the global market. Price it in dollars. Control the Strait of Hormuz. Finance the rebuilding of Iran. Own the reconstruction. Control the rules. Israel becomes the forward strike instrument. Precise. Deniable. Effective. Israel gets security. Washington gets leverage. And fingerprints disappear. The second faction is older. Much older. And far harder to see. The City of London. The Vatican City. The Rothschilds. With IRGC as it's army. Hezebollah. Hamas. Houthi. As it's proxy. And a massive financial architecture. It insures the tankers. It sits inside the arteries of global shipping. It profits when sanctioned money finds alternate routes. Dubai. Istanbul. The Cayman. Bermuda. Jersey. Guernsey. The British Virgin. A clean peace is bad business. A clean peace closes profitable corridors. Managed tension pays better. And tension has become an industry. The third faction. Russia. China. Iran's Political Arm. China sends contracts. Ports. Railways. Pipelines. Payment systems. Entire economic ecosystems. While others spend on bombs... China buys assets. While others spend on conflict... China expands corridors. Discounted Iranian oil flows east. Influence follows. Russia provides technology. Iran provides geography. China provides financing. The invoice arrives. The payment settles in yuan. Three factions. Three architectures. One corridor. Just 33 kilometres wide. Yet nearly 40 percent of the world's traded oil. A narrow strip of water. A gigantic lever of power. Whoever writes the rules of that corridor... Will write the rules of the next century. And that is why the bombs are not the strategy. The bombs are the reminder. The deadline notice. And when negotiations fails, bombs arrive. And then comes the most interesting part. A country sitting outside all 3 architectures. A country importing nearly 85 percent of its oil. A country with a strategic port inside Iran. A country that anchors a corridor challenging the BRI. A country trading with all sides. Joining none. It has not fired a single missile. It has not entered the battlefield. Yet it influence how this story ends. History is moving. Silently. Most people are still watching the explosions.

Can your smartphone read your mind? You say no. I say it does something far more deadly. For decades, your phone evolved quietly. Not into a tool. Into a monstor built to know you before you do. 90% of what sits inside it, you never asked for. You never knew it existed. But you paid for it. You paid for an analyst sitting in a room in Langley. To know what you will do next. Now zoom out to 1.4 billion Indians. They don't just know what you will do. They know what India will do. Let me show you how. Scientifically. Your phone carries sensors you never think about. Accelerometer and Gyroscope: They map your movements every millisecond. They know when you are nervous. They know when you are drunk. Your walk is a fingerprint. Magnetometer: It tracks how you orient in space. It knows which direction you face inside a building. Microphone: Always active. "Keyword detection" is the official story. Ambient audio capture to know your environment. Front Camera: Gaze tracking. Micro-expressions. Pupil dilation reveals emotional states. Barometer: Tells them exactly which floor you are on. Proximity Sensor: Knows when your phone is near your face. It maps your usage rituals down to the millisecond. Ambient Light Sensor: Tracks the lighting of every room you enter. It builds a timeline of your physical environment. Battery Temperature and CPU Usage: They infer emotional arousal. Stress spikes your usage patterns. Your phone feels it before you admit it. Touchscreen: Your swipe speed, pressure, typing rhythm. Unique as your fingerprint. This is called behavioral biometrics. GPS: Your location precise to the dot. And ask yourself one simple question. Why did they make the battery non-removable? A removable battery meant true power off. They took that choice from you quietly. Now you switch off your phone. But how confident are you it is actually off? It's not. Your phone is one node. The network sees everything. Who you call. When. For how long. How often. Who you are physically near. What you are wearing. What apps you open. In what sequence. At what time. How long you pause on each piece of content. When you screenshot something. And this one will shock you. When you type something and then delete it. Meta has a patent for that. They capture what you wrote before you erased it. This is happening right now. In real time. On the device in your hand. With 70 data points, They predicts your personality better than your parents. With 300, better than your spouse. That was 2014 technology. Multiply this by 1.4 billion Indians. Someone now knows how anxious we are as a nation. Who we will vote for next. What we are afraid of. What we will never say out loud. India needs its own sovereign data platform. We know this. We say this. And then nothing happens. Are we too far behind? Or are we not allowed to build it? There is a lobby that profits from our data dependency. I know more. Will write part 2 soon.

Just dropped a 40-minute podcast with Gayatri Ji on @AlternateMediaX I am not just talking about CJP or Pradhan. I am exposing the complete architecture behind why this protest is happening right now, in June 2026. Who is funding it. Who benefits if it succeeds. What three decisions they are actually trying to block. And how much money, Rs 3 lakh crore, is at stake for the lobby behind it. Harvard. SOAS. Ford Foundation. Soros network. Coaching Mafia. Foreign NGOs. All mapped. All connected. All exposed. This is the conversation mainstream media will not have. Listen here: youtu.be/eB0h1lgGfnc?si=a3RV…

If bad luck was a person, It was Krishna. Born in a prison cell. With chains. Cold walls. And fear. The West writes self-help books after one breakup and a weekend depression. Krishna was born with a death warrant. His own uncle wanted him dead. He never drank his mother's milk. Hours after birth, his father carried him across a mad river at midnight. Rain above. Death behind. Darkness ahead. No burning bush. No sea parting. No miracle announcing salvation. No therapist with scented candles. Just survival. Born a prince. Raised a cowherd. Before he could speak, they sent Putana. Then Shakatasura. Trinavarta. Kaliya. One after another. As if destiny hated him personally. And he still smiled. People today collapse over an unfollow. He lost everything early. His parents. His childhood. His home. And Radha. Ah, Radha. The part Bollywood never understands. His closest friend Sudama lived in poverty. Krishna could not protect everyone he loved. Shishupala insulted him publicly. Again and again. Before assembled kings. Krishna listened calmly. Then came Jarasandha. 17 invasions. Mathura burned again and again. Then came the greatest tragedy. The Mahabharata. Krishna tried to stop it. He went himself. He sat before Duryodhana. Pleaded for peace. Just 5 villages. Duryodhana refused. And humanity walked into hell smiling. 18 days later, rivers carried blood. 1.66 billion dead. Think about that. An entire civilisation collapsing into dust. And Krishna carried that silence. No lamentation carved into scripture. No prophet demanding heaven explain itself. Just silence. Then Gandhari cursed him. A grieving mother blamed him for everything. Krishna accepted it. That is spiritual strength. Then came the final collapse. His own clan destroyed itself. Drunk. Violent. Mad. The Yadavas killed each other. His own son died in that chaos. Krishna watched. Because some endings cannot be stopped. Then Dwarka sank. His city. His dream. His life's work. Gone beneath the waves. And finally... The man who was greatest strategist. The man kings feared. The man sages worshipped. Died alone in a forest. One arrow. A hunter's mistake. No throne. No army. No grand farewell. No Resurrection. Just silence beneath the trees. And yet... He is called the complete being. Not because life was kind. But because pain never poisoned him. That is Krishna's greatness. Not miracles. Not powers. Not mythology. Life gave him suffering. He gave life wisdom. Life gave him betrayal. He gave humanity the Gita. Life gave him war. He gave the world detachment. And in the middle of chaos, he left us one terrifying truth: "You control your actions. Never the outcome." Krishna did not teach escapism. He taught endurance. He did not teach positivity. He taught responsibility. He taught how to stand inside hell, without becoming hell yourself. That is why he still smiles. And maybe... That is why Bharat still survives.