The Sheen Family allow the Kingdom of Destiny behind the attack on Kennedy’s America that adds insult to the injury of the AIDS attack with the impunity of growing forgetfulness, but to announce the magic sword in the attack of victim wrangling they sneer of dominance through Omoja conjured incarnate.   I’ve been called a coward by them enough to know how they create kamakazis in their slaughterhouse, and molested by them enough to recognize the catcall, “trying to talk your way out of it?” that I first heard from a woman who went to prison on assault with intent to kill charges, by which she became Peter Gabriel’s laboratory secretary namesake.   

      The underlying sorcery in Pittsburgh began at Dilworth Elementary School when the still-le/to wielding Italians some of whom robbed me at knifepoint for my paper stub money, claimed I hadn’t pledged allegiance to the flag.  The claim of cowardice allowed a foreign power to do brutal mutilation. I was destroyed as surely as if a bomb blast was thrown at me and I am a broken, living dead man. One of the bedlamites who helped Britain arrive at what they strain to call a settlement (their empty set symbol) gurgled that in Africa a man without children may as well be dead.   All of this was on the heels of such a lash of the behemoth in childhood that nobody should be forced to endure hearing it described (Michael Reagan’s favorite scene notwithstanding). Sadism is what the English call problem-solving.

        To call me a coward after all that demonstrates more than the effete sniveling of British bankers.  It also shows from gloating repetition by Seattle why the coin-tossers consider capitalism better than Marxism, because it’s better to have God on your side when you rob someone.

      An English is a gyration tonsil dizzies his flock with linguistic equations from eternity as the spin untails, but the mania from the NAACP is against their own legend.  For generations our leaders from their ranks quite rightly have said The First Amendment protects the peace, the law and the dignified against abuse of power, but now, having got some, too, they want to scribble a special privilege to lash out based on scribbles they put between the lines in perceiving insult.  The First Amendment, they spit, is for weaklings.     

     It’s sad.  I was so obviously being targeted I simply do not believe that anyone missed that point.


Talk about Pavlov.

Talk about Pavlov.