At some point in our education our children learn that the Public in foreign England actually means a private, profiteering clique. Seldom are we told sternly, take this to heart because they are vicious and clever and will enslave us if they can think of a ways or devise a means, which is the truth about these odious goblins. Whitehall and 10 Downing Street in the late 20th century propounded their dogma that the rabies of their ripper hatters was justified! Justified! Because Warhol had found the Texas Schoolbook, and Reagan didn’t know. Tuttering and dispassionately they unzippered their scythe. The story of found art is a slap in the face of commonsense. All of the harbingers are clearly in evidence when they attacked me as a child and planted their game. They posted a shelf CRA-CRIM at the Wilkinsburg library back in the 70’s. When the time was ripe they sent the grand-daughter of J.P. Morgan for the Greenville lobby to henpeck her ways to the Burstyn trove, licky chops as Klondike.
Imagine a gang using abortion as their motif. They drive recklessly at high speeds around loading schoolbuses, they shoot up a synagogue, they play disappearing acts and control high weapons society, they ripper murder bystanders to bring the grin of satisfy to their glowering dacoits, all the same they gesticulate detestation for abortion. What could they possibly be promoting if not true sadism and homicidal torture of children, deaf children? You see the metaphor they constructed now, may God rip out your eyes for the toilet Queen of the flies! They can grab those pussies by the fun hatch, they can do anything which such a prize. Abortion is wrong, avast there ye buzzards, Holy Ringo is going to have you, have you and have you and have you.
Nothing matters less to American security services than that our public school children are being molested in droves, that a truly depraved and despicable X-termination happened in broad daylight courtesy the huns we cheer in our stadiums when they visit the refuse and trash who gladly fund their whore houses in Brunei. The NAACP just wants some. If you try to help or reach out to anyone in this society they take it as an invitation to molest you. The murderers write song celebrating the chloroform abduction of budding scholars and the police sneer that it’s the nature of reality, backed up by school Administration who can’t wait to haul in delinquents on student loans for vivisection purposes as Taliban payback marked crimson for spoils.
There is a hatred too degrading to indulge and these putrids call it love.
