The use of grapefruit doctrine, Yoko Ono’s concept of destroying something literary to fulfill its spiritual preciousness to the reader, in neuro-hypnosis by Pentagon-Disney around the 911 abomination was an invisible war tracing to King Edward’s linguist in the planning of the AIDS holocaust Sinfield, a ruthless tyrant promoted as the lyricist for King Crimson, an odious mask. My rights as an American, James MacRyland Crary, whose confederacy the murderer coveted, as a symbol, were exterminated. Oxford council used the cruel mindset of hardworking post-doctorates to gang up on one sacrifice, one small child. By neuro-hypnosis they talked me into a corner for the Trump machine, a situation enforced by Iowan dacoit and papi-traitor Harkin. Whatever my father knew he didn’t expect them to murder him.
Bill Buckley was not a libertarian, he was closer to military nationalism and a Reagan nutter but he was a secret leader of antidisestablishmentarianists. Opining to give the little hell wizards LSD if they wanted it by putting it on sale with rat poison at hardware stores he sang the psychedelic National Anthem of the 60’s that Lennon did in the lead up to the AIDS atrocity all of which was long-planned Masterpiece Theater with Lennon in the starring role giving his bearing to the play announcing that Ono was the new deal.
Since Masterpiece Theater is established by the script and museum warfare the setting is clearly arranged. The Quarrymen adopted the name Silver Beetles as a call to arms from Liverpool the seat of the Confederate Secret Service in the War Between the States and Oswald Mosley’s branch HQ whose conspiracy with Bernays of Freud’s family was acted out in Pink Floyd’s The Wall. Silver Shirts was taken from President Garfield’s representation of White-Black equality as silver and gold leading to their derisive embrace of the idea as though self-evidently ludicrous, and of course the Beetle was Hitler’s invention on the road to The Love Bug mysterians in Hollywood. King Crimson secretly sharing with Donald (pedo) drummed up a stolen Beetle whose axles tilted at the slope of the big White Mansion on Fifth Avenue after kidnapping what Miles Labs called a nice blond boy in a stolen yellow Lincoln by Ronnie Goldie working with Gutendorf whose father is a suspect in the shooting of Dr. King for George Romero, a racial pluralist from the crew of North by Northwest. The stolen Beetle at the White house is Ringo Starr’s pun and the motorcade of the AIDS attack in which they confiscated power by utilizing JFK, while replacing Jimmy Kennedy as No. 1 songwriter of the times. Staging his disappearance to sell it as a landslide was child’s play for the Trump dream landers, straight out of Ayn Rand’s visionary science fiction. The whole point is that they didn’t do this while leaving no trace.
John Stockwell, spymaster, had a lot to say about what they expected and received from Seattle Queers, using Ming Na Wen as their diplomat. All of this takes some sorting out decoding all of this trickery. Oh say does that star-spangled banner yet wave? Is a legitimate question. It wasn’t my intention to become a symbol of the United States, but I am taken for one now and as that symbol Yoko Ono is selling the idea that they have the right to burn an American Flag in the form of a human being. This is a fight with Seattle Queers with whom I have, although something of a rigidly correct stand, bad chemistry, not least over their support for violent child molesters. Somehow these persons got steered by their gurus, which include suspicious persons like Sean Strub and Donald Trump, into a stance of persecuting revulsion about sickness as though mandatory death were fraternal, and it is not to be forgotten that this response, made holy by proclamation from London, was in fact also by persons who announced they didn’t care, whose failure to warn is an issue, and when Zappa, one of their most suspicious persons, shouted that you can’t do that on stage anymore, meaning say things that are insubordinate, the reason is because of him. They are the ones who began fiendishly punishing freedom of speech and the reason is an old one in tyranny, they don’t want people to know the truth. There is a synergy between their ravenous carping about use of the word shit in a poem about dialect and Appalachian corruption, and the resultant poisoning by vile bacteria of my mouth.
The poison crimes alone are horrendous and Jay Inslee’s government should be calling these crimes what they are, not promoting them as therapy for popular terrorists. We know that they are lying about such things as Lennon, pre-planning, empathy and cauterization of the spirit of the wounded. We know that they hid their war game to position the killers to make a bid for domination. I recall somewhat now the effect of all those powerful forces on a severely battered prelingual child’s mind and for a responsible citizenry and society to lean towards justifying them is criminally insane.
The attackers did not just misidentify what the soul-less crowd in Pittsburgh had been doing to me with Leslie Katz, the Jewish favorites who penned the script. Calling it misidentification is extremely generous. Bad faith King Crimson were using their genius to manufacture and then potboil an auction of American legacy by those they claim proved the justification in the murder of JFK (but you all love it, don’t you?) Some things are so dreary you tend to shrug off what Martha Gellhorn counseled me privately is a lot of evil idiocy, so, although it may have been productive to investigate who (so much is) I put it aside but someone did say once that the assassination of JFK was generous to his legacy because of what people would have said about his shenanigans. Lennon, too, escaped the wrath of hindsight. Slippery fish. What matters isn’t Lennon or JFK, as sad as that is, it is how this came about and of course, worst of all, the parochial serum, that hideous ingredient that they injected to fuel their leers.
John Wayne was represented at Taylor Allderdice by the name Wayne Somerfeld, because in their view, some men are felled. Donald (pedo)’s partner did the stained glass at the police martyrs church in Bloomfield, and lived behind where Burstyn’s Queen, Elizabeth Blumenfeld was Baz Mitvah’d. Blue men felled. It’s the notion of Masterpiece Theater as a New Age museum gold mine. It’s hardly something they’ve kept secret. King, they like to say, was felled, and ye learned what all men learned, and so on. It’s beneath contempt. All of it.