Our Commonwealth has struggled to do our level best in a situation that has been simplified into distortions and thus rendered totally bewildering. That which is not plainly spoken and clear is un-American. This does not mean we can do without a working and functional vocabulary about the problems we face. A stressed out street girl still on her feet in her fifties stopped me in Seattle, put her hand to her mouth, tears flooding her eyes at the sight of my Jimi Hendrix backpack. I know what Americans need to do, and for that the open mic bullies watch my pen scribbles like hawks. What plausible inventory of affairs can a white liberal designated for a scapegoat to the deranged offer up? I’m perfectly content to exclude myself from the majority of the things going mainstream in politics by identifying my white liberalism, since it saves me from putsying around with half-truths.
White liberalism is an American ethnicity which has been rendered endangered by those who want us to face the facts and change to suit them. White liberals were Pilgrims, friends of Native Americans, Founding Fathers and Abolitionists. Despite this we are no friend of black fascism. The original, real, anti-liberals, of the sort we are seeing today, were appeasers, who stridently scolded American political philosophy as utopian, demanding we accommodate the reality of change like Adolf Hitler. It’s not that they are back, they never went away. White liberalism now is in a situation where we have to go underground, and become a form of resistance, but to do this effectively we need to understand what has happened and what we are being stalked with and up against, most notoriously, and brutally, the legacy of British rock. In the name of their demands, their reign of terror, and their crimes, our own people have become twisted informants, hostile ingrates, wielding the backblade.
Hypocrisy is what the NAACP accuse the white liberal of, as they demand their share of the national fortune to build their dream of an African race. In reality, they have purposefully excluded the white liberal. Hypocrisy is a word for the frustrated student seeking to divine a quest for sincerity from the fruitless confusion caused by deceivers. It is foolish to believe the British carrion bird of prog rock is being hypocritical in their sowing of division and hatred, while calling it love as they spit on us. The followers look hypocritical because they were the ones misled into true confusion. There is some sincerity in their confusion, but not in the allegation of hypocrisy, much more devious terms are at work behind that name-calling from African America.
The history of AIDS is from the end of the 20th century and that era will be remembered in part for its fad of political correctness, a tendency that largely came from the South African Secret Service and its intention was to turn the State of Pennsylvania into a land without authentic history, an ideological bedlam of black vanguard, banned memories, and domination under the upload and graft of divestment from Apartheid as it was demolished in a procedure convenient timed to drown out the AIDS attack under a pussyball piracy, presided over by a secret Tourney General (TG), announcing cruel, Federal miscarriage and trafficking as race progress. This wasn’t hypocrisy. No sincerity at all was involved. The seduction by their agent from India and the Green Party was set up as an errand for Old Bailey the jailer.
Penis Gabriel used me for his paradox of marital law martial orders. It was said that Lennon’s honor code allowed no possessions nor marriage and yet in Lennon’s name the holy order had arisen to avenge a staged and phony Louie cuckold from pornography schemers. The yammer of his African Secret Service partner Youssou N’dour, targeting an impacted neuroplasm as brainwave addressing the force of creation in the womb no less, the butcher baby cover story commenced from the songwriters of Live and Let Die. The yammer of N’dour was the mask of mistaken identity growling, “I think you know what we are demanding.” Metanarratives that powerful control the wage earner’s spin clinics. The urban parochial sit at their careers offering, not saying by poisonous coercion, to try and put you to work if you amend to the unspeakable. To make this easier to sell abortion is considered Rosemary’s baby, a satanic ritual, adopted by the glee club of Clinton’s sorority as a rite of passage, and you, the dirty liberal, dare to complain about the AIDS attack!
The Beatles White Album is a diary of Kennedy’s assassination and the evisceration of the white liberal dream, it is the Big Brother face of the AIDS monstrosity. When Gideon checked out, he left the Texas Schoolbook to help keep up morale at the poorhouse hospice, as Umberto Eco put in his own way in Foucault’s Pendulum, for all that, the truth still won’t make you well, but you can be fooled by Lennon’s, the sinfully odd commander’s, fields of ambrosia.
The assassins, in cold blood, and the NAACP, announced that the white liberal must pay by death for not understanding. For not understanding what? That someone who said they loved him was lying to his face? And then got elected doing the same thing to our people? But like Jacqueline Onassis in her doll house ruse, I know why the caged bird killed JFK. It wasn’t to free the people. It wasn’t hip krieg. As you enter Tacoma the first placard is Fast Co., Inc. established 1963. This is part of what John Bayley of New College, Oxford in his 1968 Introduction to War and Peace called a “synoptic puzzle.” The fusillade of gunfire in Dealey Plaza was a cover for a fast acting gal, delivering white liberalism to its Waterloo.
The symbols may seem jumbled. I’m not calling Kennedy Napoleon am I? No, but they were. They scoffed at his delusions of grandeur. The Russian defeat of Napoleon underwrote the age of the Tsars and White Russia who gave the world its comeuppance for throwing them out by funding the rise of Hitler and setting up JFK. The Texas Schoolbook bears the unwritten name of headmaster Nicholas Dibarno. Protecting them, seeing in them the good and dirty, blacks today scoff at American civil rights because of how easily the assassins can throw them away, so white liberals have to shop elsewhere as the exterminators gather under the black flag of Ringo Starr. For almost all of us, JFK’s death was the inspiration for the new age of fascism.
Do not tell a non-violent deaf man who you castrated not to hate you.
