Some onions are so bitter that the more spite they spit as you peel back the layers the fewer tears can you shed.  One of the things I have learned watching organized hate criminals operate is that their profoundest strategy is to ward off investigation by striking again, not because it makes investigators afraid of them but because it makes the situation so horrific that investigators can no longer stomach the problem.   The worse the serial criminal is the more invisible the victim becomes, until they aren’t acknowledged anymore at all. Instead, they are fed to the idea of fate, ransomed to the stereotype of bad luck, shunned as a jinx, to be laughed at in the pornography of mutilationism under the God Reich of Donald Trump.

     The field of Hospital Violence is seldom addressed, but Black Horizons television host Dr. Ralph Proctor did in a class he instructed at Community College of Allegheny County in the City of Pittsburgh.   He is in a wheelchair from such a mysterious act. As a veteran of the Korean War, and former Administrator at the University of Pittsburgh, his field of African Studies has a lot to say about the racism at work.   Personally, he had a grudge against my father Ryland who authored a book on human rights, protested the Vietnam War, served in the WW2 Navy, led a Peace Corps chapter in Africa, and became Chair of Education at Pitt with an office in the Cathedral of Learning.   His fifth wife Penny became a Jewish lesbian. My father’s death was attended by an obituary of great mysterious curiosity value, scribbled on the back by the layout staff at the Post-Gazette with announcements about the German Green Party,” injecting” parochial values into schools, and signed with the hoodwinker moniker:  Donohue, I dunno hue.

     University Medical Administration has covered for a pseudo-investigative agency.   I think you would agree in principle that if a pornographic enterprise knowingly masqueraded as a psychiatric research and sociological inquisition that pornography is not psychiatry, but failure to man up about the challenge presented by direct attack of this ensemble of hate crime has de-humanized the Pittsburgh Public Schools to such an abominable degree that some heavy hearted armchair soothsayers actually seem to have coughed up the notion that the Synagogue massacre was a settlement about emotional trauma, all of which arrives from the same checkered language about emotional sensitivity and reactivity that underwrites the normalization of investigative fraud, which amount to a covert action team.  Dr. Proctor can line up everyone from Jesse Jackson and Spike Ole Lee down the ladder of the NAACP in his defense without one of them bothering to ask a few simple questions.

        Miles Kirshner, Pitt Law student, friend of the former Chancellor Mark Nordenberg, and close neighbor at WQED TV to Dr. Proctor, a corrupt Jewish establishment figure in the City of Pittsburgh for many years, noteworthy for his drug activity in Taylor Allderdice High School, has the initials MK which were notorious for a covert action symbol in the 60’s known as MK Ultra.   The situation we now have is that Our Commonwealth is hustling to over-normalize crooked activities that are in fact masking abomination.

       The question at the root of this pertains to Mt. Desert Island’s AIDS testing war game in 1988 shown to have been pre-figured by those who knew the attack was coming.   Who was behind the alibi program put together at CMU (Carnegie Mellon), WQED-TV and Pitt, signed by Peter Gabriel, the famous recording artist from the band Genesis? Their attempt to divorce observers from reality masked the war game as a Christian defense act by the NAACP over a Louie Louie adultery that everyone knew was set up as an entrapment operation to defile the name of a deaf white man, me, who they had brutally, brutally kidnapped, tortured and gassed, as a child in a nightmarish secret program in the alleys of Pittsburgh, the victim of which upon whom they planted a screed known privately as:  The Texas Schoolbook, since confiscated by the true authors at Warhol Museum.  A few people are known to be involved: the men, Ronnie and Kasper, who brutally tortured me as a child, Rubin and Burstyn, sponsors from the Neva Pornographic Corporation, David Geffen, Ark/Artek, a Salk Labs Labor syndicate, WQED, Pitt, CMU, University of Washington, Abira Ali and Will Zell Broome.    

       The murderers were antagonized by my efforts to earn my freedom from human trafficking through academic performance, and brutally raped the starling Korean deaf orphan who adopted me, the attack was executed as a play as punishment for teaching me sign language.   Dr. Proctor, meanwhile, offered support in rehabilitating me from a tragedy that for the NAACP was a mania of malicious gloating over the humiliation of a white, deaf hate object. Pitt had implanted a nerve agent when I was a hostage child that I didn’t know was there, detonated it into seizures when jealousy over my fiance grew suffocating enough to trigger profound cerebral seizures as the plasma of neurobedience forced its way into my facial nerve.   Then, satisfied that she had slaughtered me, Rosa and her husband arranged to have me near castrated at UW Medicine while I was in trauma and heart care from a medical poison crime that has since led to diabetic complications like glaucoma and kidney related issues.

         I never had a life.

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