Saturday, July 23, 2005
This pig's head is full of hate. Somebody please, set me straight.
Hey, long time no poke with a stick.
Uranium.
US military prisons are manned by National Guard whose civilian job is guarding US prisoners. Coincidence? No, that's the the fuckin' reason for a lot of what goes on. Hang a man by his arms and spend days having the squad turn his lower half into a bag of mush. WITH PUNCHES. He died of an embolism. He was a cabbie.
Uranium. Shit, I look to the future and little piglets and wonder if Los Angeles is 'clean' enough for breeding.
Okay, so there's some outrage that my more traditionally left readers might share. Now for the glue. Let's start slow.
JFK's joint chiefs of staff unanimously signed off on Operation Northwoods. Hijack US airliners, blow up buildings, snipe pedestrians, blame Cuba. And while JFK really liked big, long nukes, he wasn't down with the false-flags.
JFK assassination, pshaw that's just royal court intrigue.
I sicken myself. I reel and feel far away from Poppa. I want in the game!
Naaah.
RFK.
MLK.
But that is still killing power. What about butchering the weak?
Oklahoma City. One thing, the truck-bomb, the one parked in front, the one that blew out half of the building, the only bomb, that truck-bomb left a rather puny crater, about a foot and a half deep and 10-15 feet diameter. And the ATF guys telling people, on video, that they were paged not to come into work. And the guys with duffel bags full of blue jogging suits and explosives, and the Federal demands for their release.
And the first Twin Towers bombing. "But you said this was a sting, what the fuck is up with the real explosives?!", "JUST DO IT." They were supposed to park the van next to the column, not twelve feet away.
The BBC said it was astounding that MI-5 and 6 had training exercises concerning multiple transit bombings in the exact same places as the real bombings and at the same time. Whoa, that is astounding.
No independent reporter has been able to prove that Zacharias Moussaoui (the Decapitator) hasn't been dead for a number of years.
But that would mean... those videos... Daniel Pearl... really wet teams... aaieeee!
Does Dear Reader recognize the wrestling-match between me and my shame-faced submergence in conspiracy theory? Fuck you, Dear Reader!
Sorry, I try not to externalize my pain anymore.
How abouts I publish now and get back to you in sooner than 50 days. The pic is Labisse's Secretoises or is it Cretoises?
