Not there yet where was I?
On the subject of rude I am perfectly willing to go down with the ship because I know what it means. I remember my best friend, deaf with Downs Syndrome, having fun by chirping in sign the sign for romantic love whenever two people held hands. Imagine someone slapping her face.
Subtle fascism knows its masquerade and despite the claim that the brutal are cockroaches who scatter at the light, the fascists love light, they glow with assuring smiles, they hide the truth right under your nose and laugh when you deny your own presence of mind, presence of mind is always forbidden by the liberals, so who cares what they think?
Thinking of three paradigms that can tell so much: the children of JFK, the British Nurse, the insulted sophomore, like tumblers in the combination lock of impossible psychology opening up understanding in a society where indifference smothers almost everything.
JFK received threats to pour acid on the face of his children and most normal Americans were angry. A British soldier was burned beyond repair in a gas fire of war and the nurses looked down upon him, that he was drowned in bitterness and couldn’t be reached anymore. A black student perceives a code-switcher when a peer stalls and very clearly calls him African American, leading to a militia of micro-aggression warriors curtailing all semblance of hiding bad faith. Then a deaf girl takes heart in someone else’s love, bitterly they wag of how rude she was.
Nobody really stands anywhere.
The war criminals were allowed to do this to a disabled person, while they built a pyre in pornography for the immolation of the generation under attack. Can you even set them straight about their premises when you are forbidden presence of mind? The psychotics made a public dungeon of their masquerade, calling mass murder by love. I can hardly even bring myself to say the word, “British,” anymore. It lands so contemptibly on my tongue, like their poison acid. They isolated, trumped and hurt me very badly to prove they are going to get away with it. So fell and remorseless have been their crimes that you could almost summon the mistaken image they cultivated of themselves to imagine them crying with relief that someone finally called the police on them, but no one will. Help never comes.
So, it’s futile, but I will try to tell you what is going on.
Naturally, it is sophisticated, and there are some root definitions you need, one being the difference between conscious irony and truth hiding in jest, as well as the more difficult and scary way they reveal themselves for a mask by the sinister quality of their deployment as masquerade, in other words when these opposites are used to mean their opposites, meaning themselves while calling themselves their other. Orwellianism, in a word. It was an easy sale because Seattle had already cut a deal.
Turn now to the unwritten history book, a Pittsburgh schoolbook, you might say.
The only explanation is that the Beatles were behind the AIDS attack. Although the Marxists at UW work closely with Yoko Ono in Tojo’s revenge package in which the Houdini act of Lennon’s disappearance, attended by calls from the DIA committee behind 911 later, or how he won the war, it isn’t exactly a Stalin-Hitler plan. More like a Morlock-Eloi partnership in extermination. The NAACP were hirelings to the Neva Corporation in Pittsburgh. It was spelled out for them perfectly clearly that a Pittsburgh Public School child was kidnapped, tortured and subject to two holocaust vivisection ordeals, and they brayed it was about the money, and Penis Gabriel’s now mythic monstrosity.
Go ahead and tell, they creamed, while we smother it in ridicule and disbelief.
It was even right out in the open with their cargo cult signifiers like Cheryl Paul and Hilfiger it out, Tommy and Tammy working together as Lesbians against the Harvard Neva narrative voice overs from Mulan. It’s that real. Share-ill Paul even had the inhuman audacity to initial the crime PM for Plague Mass. The trick is in cold blood and broad daylight. They transferred the blame in scorn for America’s notion of coming out of World War Two as world leaders, instead you will do as they say, or else. The Saudis even have sensitive liberals whining about the rights of hardened Muslim executioners who cut this whole deal with Reagan and Foucault, during Bani Sadr’s pregnant and purposeful diaspora. It’s time for what is left of Pittsburgh streets urchins to get their priorities straight, we have public schools to protect.
It was an easy sale in Seattle who had already cut a deal with UW offering them dibs on a stalk and execution faculty-dominated on campus game from Kant State.
