The ceasing to exist of Saoirse Kennedy came to be News the night after I read that the F.B.I. had added conspiracy theories to their list of acts of domestic terrorism.   Apparently the view is that such riff raff as those who form complex views of strange events cause incitement. It was Trumpytune’s lead that arguing about Saoirse’s murder would be seen and punished as a violati"oi”n of Globalczar’s Iron Dome. What does the concern seem to be? That copycats might catch on to Trumpytune Disney’s littl’ ole curiosity shop of secret kills? Genocide Pornographers, like those at The Nation Magazine, might neigh that they are just putting the cart before the horse, because if you analyze a crime and this becomes interesting enough to someone that they extend the misfortune caused by crime by committing yet another you are not actually engaging in true partnership, the right of copycat, in other words, isn’t because you made Louie twist his ankle some more.   There happen to be quite a number of criminals who would like us to keep quiet about what they are doing. Are we to read the F.B.I. as saying we are terrorists for reporting crime? What in fact the F.B.I. leave out altogether is that they are enforcing adoption of a criminal screed they refuse to admit exists, so something as weird as another Kennedy death can be looked at through a conspiratorial lens even if Saoirse killed herself, which she didn’t as this text proves, being written before my exchange with Courtney who the Shulman Post Office delivered by Ultrahighing two more Kennedys at sea, announced by anonymous phone call, seems they be stranded out dere offic-swa.    

      Most of the people who I know who study the deaths in the Kennedy legacy are reassured by the efforts to understand.  It curtails the meaninglessness of the loss, and invigorates the pledge to stand by those we trusted to lead. Not everyone feels that way.   Those who don’t they think it’s a doomed alliance with utopian silliness, a good example is Lewis Lapham who pouts about our wish for kings, more or less in the same pages where he scoffs at climate science. About face in time for covid from the AIDS attackers, 6 feet deep in the NY subway but that’s pusi-Lew.  It’s pointless to wish for better if we can’t just offer it ourselves. The same day that the F.B.I. released their Conspiracy Theories are Terrorism Encyclical I went into a Seattle Chase Bank and not one of the tellers on duty, not one, knew what a Kennedy Half was when I asked for one.   They made blank faces, looked hither and thither and requested if I was sure of what I was saying? Okay, they were young, no harm done.

       I’ve come to drop the line, a people in a species on the brink of extinction, every now and then, just happens to sort of normalize the sound of it a little, so it doesn’t alarm anyone if it happens suddenly, such a people can still care about someone they didn’t know existed.   Also we can care that someone may have been targeted or seen herself as such a target that she came to think some useful purpose might be gained by her demise. So today was Mystery Buff Declared Illegal Day. A brother who knows a lot about this society and the place such incidents hold in our society cannot approve or enjoy this development being a deceit intended to protect the slaughterhouse.  A windbag in an online chat last night used the word, “unpleasant,” while surrounded by the gruntings of Beatle groupies that happened to be the topic at that moment. Unpleasant was the watchword then. So unpleasant is this situation that a girl the Globalczar Shulman Post Office insist was driven to suicide could even come over as a stressor indicating foul play, unpleasant rabble rousing, you might say.

         The death of yet another young Kennedy on this early August day of 2019 instructs an ongoing situation where police believe a thing cannot be both one thing and its opposite.  You would think they would be right about that but they aren’t and so to be safe they claim it is neither. In fact, the F.B.I. are so desperate they are criminalizing all attempts to formulate meaningful opinion.   This is Magical Mystery Day at the Globalczar Iron Dome Shulman Post Office but I’ve seen others like it as some of the older people around me have, too, for all their hangdoggery. There are people on the air who also privately say with great venom that I had papers as a kid making me negligent in the magical mystery of testifying to John Lennon ravenous stepping out with purpose.  Not even the enemy thinks I knew what they were. Pusi-Lew had watchers making sure I didn’t as he lay in wait with his guttersnipe accusation. This is how something becomes both what it is and its opposite. Nothing I would have ever tolerated gets magically, mysterianed and transformed into something I let happen. This simultaneous event which is both true and totally false happening in tandem is now a magical mystery medium informing many events, illegal to announce in copy.  If I have complained about chaptering by the assassins, it is not only true that fact but again very recently, with more yet to come from the Globalczar Shulman Post Office.

        It’s important to see not only the indications of foul play and what is being meant by it but what it really means which is free smacks.   The tumblers of meaningless towering over this material played peek-a-boo on the cover of NWAsianWeekly with a Spider From Mars in Chinatown. Having worked this magic trick the Beatles and their British attorneys have Seattle socialites eating health food hoagies out of their hands in trickster sessions they call pursuit of the greater good.  Imagine the most loathsome capitalist symbols ever born, indulgent and corpulent anti-heroes leading the people, how wondrous. It’s good to watch for things impinging on my experience in the ongoing game of chess due to my importance as the designated dummy of the metanarrative, which Penis Gabriel absolutely cannot get his fill of, one of the few, a rabid Warholian, who has openly admitted the existence of the thread.   Explaining this all real well will arrive at it being unexplained, not due to paradox, but due to government mandate, a blackout. Fear of being called crazy is supposed to seal my lips. You would think a simple answer plain as day would be welcome, well, it isn’t. So they make it illegal and how about a little covid, scarecrow?

         There is a movement and society who have formed abroad with a seething cult of unionism in Seattle who speak of their goals against America through what they have done to me in a Black-o-Union Fascist slaughterhouse of cheap, dismal, fake ideology. And this one’s for the lash on the back of the slave in the picture white motherfucker.  Completely robbing someone of their life’s meaning sets a mean standard of normal for these primarily British hate-driven goblins who I will call the Black Widow Movement. They have developed fairly openly online into a secret war honors society doing anything that people like Ringo Starr would like.   It works very nicely. The most terrible disgrace they can inflict, things you would think nobody would ever stand for, the murder of our President, the castration of a poet for refusing to date rape, they fall over laughing. Denial may save face, but it is the seal on their victory. It even reduces the legacy of the Kennedys themselves to Keystone Cops. You have to think of what is going on as a sort Socialist masquerade variety of Operation: Chaos. In a way it’s not surprising people get confused.

      Reason doesn’t enter into the picture.  Okay, so they killed Martin Luther King, say the NAACP but they gave us Obama and that’s reason enough to support them.  That is unfortunately literally how it works, in like LickyChops, Idi Amin. Foreign tinkerbells enthusiastically announce their applause for the game that the Beatles insist their loyalists must play, thoroughly enthralled with pulling it off.  They cheer the play of JFK, Jr.’s plane going down with the same wanking Seattle ecstasy that they announce the swindle of a deaf man’s legacy because in their doctrine it is politically incorrectably impossible for the victim of torture to have the same enemies as those who killed the heroes.   The deaths of more Kennedys prove that the white suck can never be a victim. Even though Princess Diana was killed by the same gang behind the murder of John Kennedy, Jr. the British deviously sneered that means the designated dummy owes them one. According to them I betrayed John Lennon by reporting child trafficking murderers engaged in torture and the AIDS attack.

       Okay, so, if that’s what I did, what’s the problem, by GEORGE?