In regard the parochial opponent I will now explain to the satisfaction of all those who are un-corrupted and fury of all those who are. It is well known at Internal Affairs that queerbait has been held in isolation seeking to secure a written request for a dial up maid service from the White House pimp. The rabid have used various hypnotic devices leading the victim in their hopes to secure that ends. Meanwhile his gestapo posing as the Left devize alternative executions of his task, while the murderers of my father are looking for retroactive framing of consent. For one thing the rabid have always claimed an Irish cannot get a woman without the intrigues of the Palace.
Penis did this to me. Penis Gabriel. The found art angle was a set-up and a hustle. How could they be planning openly a found art spectacle like the one on Exposure the year before the critical day of the action if it wasn’t all mapped out? It’s just a plot twist, a trick of the tale, nothing beyond the power of trickery, the perfect ruse, a blank check on the House of America delivered by foreign England to Yoko Ono.
The first thing wrong with everything that Pittsburgh has snarled in defense of Youssou N’dour’s treachery and partnership in the foreign scene defending Gail Burstyn is that the minute the issue was brought to their attention WQED should have told police directly, Andrea Swimmer is using Jimmy Crary, he doesn’t know, he needs to be warned, somehow, and protected. They had no business handling it any other way. Warhol knew this was being done, the fact that she was a set-up to use me had been nauseatingly clear from the day she came after me with the very words of Gail Burstyn on the script she recited. Andrea Swimmer was one of the individuals operating in agency for the NAACP insiders of the attack, all along.
This is going to come through the moment a detective with any dignity, training, decency or detachment reviews the situation. This script is a business operation decoy from Hollywood to deter and humiliate any hope for justice in the attack. We have a situation in history research concerning things around the murder of JFK by his enchantress doll from the Greek war machine, with a storm of cover fire governed by the Secret Service and Reagan, where the high standards of the people who want the truth have frozen them in a way that inhibits proper utilization of the material. Just because a sophisticated criminal method was used by agency that set the bar to a lower standard, making a mockery of public trust and faith, doesn’t mean that by seeing what they did and putting it into relief perspective you are acting the same ways or sinking to their level. This isn’t about vigilante justice, this is about interpreting the research details.
Partly out of fear or ridicule or being marginalized, because the peer review processes are cut-throat and unprofessional in Kennedy studies, the only want to flesh out material evidence of the very highest standard. Yet one can hardly ignore the ability and design at work. The Hollywood apparatus, the brilliant use of the publishing industry by the true killers, points directly to a mosaic. Manson worked with Bugliosi. Gail Bug is his wife’s name, indexed directly, and awarded for the macabre by Poe society, to Gail Burstyn, and Migliosi who in Pittsburgh, with a huge sack of Kennedy halves, drove me by Babyland, where a murder mystery still lingers, to hear Shaky shout, “I’m gonna split your head wiiiide open.” This is next to a bar owned by a cardiologist in a city where I am one of three heart care mysteries, two of them fatal, in my immediate circle.
When hotwiring me into the Kennedy assassination as a follow up jest, Me Shall Lubin and Lube Wrecker were represented by Jacqueline Cantor, notice that Jacqueline Onassis could canter on a horse. Because it illustrated their character these forces need to be cast in relief for the mountebank storyline of foreign metanarrative uploaded by the assassins.
The power to frame is obvious with Oswald and Bugliosi, but significantly the Greek reprise that left me screaming in the streets from a mortally dangerous head wound, and my loved one raped, so-called Evangelia Karmas, operated openly from “Plant a tree for you,” Rosa’s scene in Seattle, where Trump holds the CO2 weapon with Inslee. I have the misfortune of being a special exhibition by the mean-spirited ghouls of Seattle in their accomplice mentality over the attack, which is directly described by their style. These people are like fans who only want the Umpire call to go their way. They don’t care who they hurt and the do not care who they do wrong. The KDP came in with Kathee DiPietro full knowing I had not done anything wrong, to disgrace and humiliate me because they hate the Irish utility function in American group phobia. They are perfectly capable of framing someone and laughing as the door slams on them.
The fact that RFK died in the hands of a man named Romero and that the script names George Romero’s daughter may mean something every bit as much as the Donald Gruber signifier. Social disapproval is the opposite of public relations and it is very hard to work around desperate people who have stalled for time by lip service. This fact was one reason why Vaclav Havel led the farce making America comical. He brought us down to the level that Czech Republic was in all across the board in our colleges and universities. In giving the worst people we have ever seen the most heartbreaking laugh they have ever thoroughly enjoyed, he offered as a way out the spout of his take on a stupid and evil script, all cloaked in innuendo and the assurance it wasn’t planned only, well, let’s just say worked out.
Truth for the British is like a brick they throw meaning it’s exact opposite; for them it is like a mystical experience; the real reason they are so watchful and hostile when it comes to even simple online chat is that the combein want control of our airwaves. The assassins have confiscated our loyalties.
