Movie Title: Dusty Streets
Genre: Political Thriller / Action / Crime Noir
Written by: Joseph C. Jukic
Starring:
- David Hill as Mayor David Hill, a reformer trying to save his city
- Pierce Brosnan as Alistair Drake, a shadowy MI6 fixer with murky loyalties
- Joe Jukic as Agent Intrepid, a rogue CSIS operative haunted by truth
- Special Cameo: Archive footage and deepfake simulations of George W. Bush as himself
Logline:
In a city choking on fentanyl and corruption, three unlikely allies — a righteous mayor, a haunted spy, and a rebel Canadian agent — expose the hidden hand of the CIA’s darkest secret: a global drug cartel born from Skull and Bones and protected by presidents.
Tone:
Traffic meets Sicario meets The Constant Gardener with shades of Jason Bourne and Three Days of the Condor. Dark, stylish, gritty, and unrelenting. Neon lights flicker over empty fentanyl baggies. Every dusty street hides blood, betrayal, or both.
Treatment:
Act I: The Smog of Peace
Vancouver is dying slowly — not from war, but from overdose. Every alley and clinic is a morgue. Mayor David Hill, a populist former teacher, fights to clean up the city’s image and protect his people. But every attempt to ban safe supply or investigate big pharma is blocked — by someone high up.
At the same time, MI6 operative Alistair Drake arrives quietly in Vancouver. Officially, he’s retired. Unofficially, he’s following a money trail that links fentanyl profits to the old Anglo-American elite — the same network he once served.
CSIS field agent Intrepid (Joe Jukic) is sent to surveil Drake but quickly finds himself blacklisted after he stumbles upon an encrypted dossier codenamed “Black Ivy” — linking Skull and Bones at Yale to a long-standing CIA drug pipeline. The last entry? “Mission Control: Vancouver.”
Act II: The Bones Beneath
Mayor Hill invites whistleblowers and journalists to a secret roundtable. That night, a journalist’s car explodes. Hill realizes he’s crossed into something far bigger than civic politics. He reaches out to Intrepid through backchannels.
Drake reveals he once brokered a heroin-for-arms deal in Afghanistan that funded off-the-books CIA operations in the early 2000s. The signature on the op? George W. Bush, then Texas Governor, tied to the “Tomb Sons” — a Skull and Bones offshoot that still controls covert CIA black sites, legal fentanyl flows, and even pharma lobbying arms.
As Vancouver drowns in death, the trio of unlikely allies unite — a mayor, a MI6 ghost, and a rogue CSIS analyst — to expose the network. But the deeper they dig, the more operatives surface: DEA agents on foreign payrolls, biotech billionaires laundering profits, and rogue RCMP commanders who serve the Shadow Charter, a hidden appendix to NAFTA that legally protects intelligence-backed trafficking.
Act III: Dust to Dust
Their investigation leads to an offshore server on a barge in the Pacific, where drone footage, satellite pings, and Bush-era war memos reveal the cartel’s true origin: a continuity operation created after Iran-Contra, now fueled by Chinese precursors, Afghan fields, and Yale-born death merchants.
In a climactic sequence, Hill stands on the steps of Vancouver City Hall, refusing to back down. Drake distracts a CIA kill team by walking into their ambush with a wired confession. Intrepid hacks into a CSIS satellite link and livestreams the full truth to every screen in the country.
The world watches as George W. Bush — at a gala in Texas — is served a subpoena by Interpol. He smiles. “I am the decider,” he says. “And the world don’t like who I chose.”
The film ends with Vancouver quiet. Still dusty. But no longer asleep. Intrepid disappears. Hill is re-elected in a landslide. And Drake? His grave is empty.
Themes:
- Corruption at the top is always bipartisan and transnational.
- The drug war is a cover for empire.
- Truth can only win if someone is willing to die for it.
- Even dusty streets can birth revolution.
Tagline:
“Not all wars are fought with guns. Some are buried in silence. Until now.”
The Dust on the Streets of Canada: How Synthetic Drugs Enforce a New Rockefeller Monopoly
By G.I. Joe Jukic
Walk down the streets of any Canadian city today, and you’ll find the residue of a silent war—not just in the needles and broken glass, but in the very chemistry of the drugs being sold. What was once cocaine, a substance derived from the coca leaf and tied to centuries of indigenous tradition and colonial exploitation, has now been replaced by something far more sinister: synthetic powders, cut with fentanyl, methamphetamine, and laboratory-designed death. This is no accident. It is the latest phase in a long-standing Rockefeller drug monopoly, enforced through their most reliable stooges—the Sackler family.
The Death of Real Cocaine
Ask any addict, any dealer, any undercover cop: the cocaine on the streets today is not the same. It’s weaker, more unpredictable, laced with substances that turn a recreational high into a Russian roulette. The reason? Profit. Natural drugs—cocaine, heroin, even cannabis—require cultivation, smuggling, and a supply chain that resists total corporate control. But synthetic drugs? They can be manufactured in a lab, patented, and monopolized. The same way the Rockefellers once monopolized oil, their pharmaceutical descendants now monopolize intoxication.
The Rockefeller Playbook: From Oil to Opioids
The Rockefeller name is synonymous with monopoly power. John D. Rockefeller didn’t just sell oil—he controlled its extraction, refinement, and distribution, crushing competitors until Standard Oil dominated the market. Today, the same model applies to drugs. Why rely on coca fields in South America, vulnerable to weather, politics, and cartels, when you can synthesize a cheaper, deadlier alternative in a factory?
The opioid crisis was the trial run. Purdue Pharma, owned by the Sacklers, flooded North America with OxyContin, a synthetic opioid far more addictive than natural opium. They lied about its safety, bribed doctors, and watched as millions became dependent. When the backlash came, the Sacklers walked away with billions while the streets filled with fentanyl—another synthetic, another monopoly.
The Sacklers: Middlemen for the Monopoly
The Sackler family didn’t act alone. They were the perfect front for the pharmaceutical elite—ambitious, ruthless, and just removed enough from the old-money dynasties to take the fall. Their role was simple: condition the public to synthetic addiction. OxyContin normalized prescription opioids. When those became too scrutinized, the market “naturally” shifted to illicit fentanyl, which just so happens to be produced in labs with ties to the same pharmaceutical supply chains.
Now, cocaine is next. By ensuring that street drugs are increasingly cut with synthetics, the powers behind the curtain guarantee two things:
Dependence on lab-made chemicals (which they control).
The destruction of traditional supply chains (which they don’t).
Canada: The Testing Ground
Canada, with its porous borders, decriminalization experiments, and collapsing social fabric, is the perfect testing ground for this transition. The government talks about a “safe supply” while the streets are flooded with poison. The message is clear: if you want drugs, you’ll take what we give you—and what we give you will be whatever is cheapest to manufacture, not safest to consume.
Conclusion: A New Era of Chemical Control
This isn’t conspiracy—it’s capitalism in its most predatory form. The Rockefellers and their ilk have always sought total market control, and the drug trade is no exception. By replacing natural substances with synthetics, they ensure that addiction is no longer just a social ill—it’s a corporate revenue stream. The Sacklers were the pioneers, but they won’t be the last.
The dust on the streets of Canada isn’t just residue—it’s the ashes of a free market, replaced by a monopoly of death. And unless the people wake up to who really controls their poison, the cycle will only continue.