The stabbing of Sirhan Sirhan was very predictable robo-hypnosis and understanding why separates the boys from the men. The attack was almost certainly arranged by UW Sociology through the Jericho Project to give false conception enhancing their absurd betrayal and murder of Saoirse Kennedy, supposedly to avenge Donnie Chin, as though Chin, too, was in the AIDS attack combein, a likely story. Maybe I shouldn’t add that point about AIDS, it’s probably why the Kennedys have done nothing. By giving a false sense that Kennedy has a Secret Service in play that does dirty killing for them, it allows UW Sociology to sell many clear messages which they desperately need to sell in their tantrum and sport-of-killing belief that the Axis is strong enough to engage America directly from within, an idea that Chin, in fact, discussed with me as something we need to look out for. By murdering Chin his sybil siblings were in place to wear their horns proudly and take it to the limit. The Americans can’t hack Yojimbo, ha ha ha ha, they can’t even teach their children to read.
To understand the choice of Sirhan and method used by the murderers of Chin and Saoirse, operating out of Warhol, with blackout effectuated in the media, you need to understand that the Yojimbo clairvoyants are telling a chapter of their tale. In this act, you evoke background, because the Penis Squad, or whatever you call them, brazenly ignored that when UW Sociology had Shannon Harps ripper murdered outside Sound Mental Health, with Administration complicity, https://deaftears.wixsite.com/patient-bashing the Stranger had minions there including Aaron Dixon, David Summerlin who changed his name in advance to Meat Weapon for the occasion, and Abulafia, indicating that they have my niece Molly (La’s fia) on their Death Row (Abu). They murdered a newspaper staff, killed Iowa Molly and did in Saoirse, having manufactured Donnie Chin for their martyr of cause. What a Reichstag Fire these Inslee people are pulling. They want you to think, “YEAUGH! The Kennedys are on the Move! They are gonna get everyone who did it, well, good.”
Who is coming up with this yarn? The Jehovah’s Witnesses, for one. They followed me down the block yesterday but more to the point, we have history. They were founded in the precinct where I got my first Associates Degree, worked with the Green Party surrounding the pussyball play by Ming Na Wen framing me for England and Yoko Ono in the Burstyn script, and had seven foot tall black men named Schugar Bear and Sherlock casing me as early as Nursery School. The Chinatown JW’s laughed in my face when I showed them a picture of Saoirse in tears.
The flock isn’t going to represent accurately what the stabbing of Sirhan Sirhan really means. The act was a hopeful thing by UW Medicine thinking it could get my goat and summon the white coats in a 1-2 punch with the blessings of the Kennedy victims. It provides them mischief reading over the entire dissertation exposing the AIDS attack and true background on Mt. Desert Island, which one of the Chins, Gregory, admitted there was suspicious physical evidence concerning regarding how I was brutalized. Why then would Chinatown attack me for cooperating in the investigation about Donnie? The tripdude in the park, all smoogy with Chin’s sister, said “we used part of your letter” about Donnie, which part, which letter, used for what purpose he didn’t say but looking at what they used it for I don’t think I have much trouble putting it together.
To understand what these ghouls have really done, while making progress in presentation of the original Film Project, turn quickly back to what should have happened. In 1984, when the foreign English were determined to promote Reagan’s agenda in the AIDS attack, a saving remnant plan for the Queers of America before the stigma boom, in which the rabid admitted in writing they were “unconcerned and unaffected,” attacking Martha Gellhorn’s PERCEPTION as viciously as Ringo Starr money could buy, in 1984 a complex of exigencies were in play that could have immediately intercepted the AIDS attack, put out calm, intelligent public warning and saved lives while setting in motion the arrest of Reagan. Britain was forging ahead, instead, for Donald Trump (DT). To make this sale, they used the projector booth and transferred blame for the murder of whoever was play-acting Lennon that night, his double, or the hologram of Pentagon Disney used and tried to pin it on Jimmy Creary, white rhesus lab rat in the UW Sociology mind game, just as they are using the name of Joe Kennedy to sell that Donnie was killed for UW’s castration of me, and the stabbing of Sirhan Sirhan.
One of the primary things that working with me from the get-go would have obstructed was what became the Jim Jones injunction style of the ripper-hatters, who promoted through the whole show a social obligation to die. They used 911 for a nuclear escalation threat to mark their presence as overlookers and to make failure-to-warn, which is their real calling card as investors, look like a rebellion strategy. Jim Jones evidently felt he had nothing to lose.
Turn now to one of the clips from the original Film Project: https://youtu.be/ZRQNptsp1K8
And another glimpse of the same, a little differently: https://youtu.be/OqQm7RMCpqA
The authorities Lennon always proclaimed hating were disallowed involvement in the investigation because his Warhol Foundation, Spirit of Kasper (Hitler) were on the move for the pickings. They set up pussyball with Sean Strub, Meieren of Pittsburgh (Shiono), and took Mark Chapman’s most vicious church pedophiles into their inner sanctum. Amanda Harcourt was dispatched to canvas Shawn Brooks and Harold T. Lewis.
We could discuss Victor Frankl in the stabbing of Sirhan Sirhan because UW kluks, doesn’t that make you feel better? This is the contraption they have winged it by all along, all on schedule in Operation Medicine Man, the sooth of the groove in the AIDS attack, eugenic Green Party pussyball Yojimbo, UW Sociology, and the murder of Saoirse Kennedy. What Penis Gabriel thinks he's du'un, knows he’s du’un, is fool’n n’you.
In the late 80's Penis Gabriel, thousands of miles from Maine, wrote of the doings there that they were an Experience Park about AIDS contagion. He was really Wozard of Id you know, jump down hold pee, I spoke to artists and technologists, etc., so the question is really whether penis gabriel and the beatles were actually behind the AIDS attack or went along with it full knowing that is what they were doing. the question clearly bothers them or they wouldn't have murdered Saoirse Kennedy. They ripper hatter, chew carpet, yammer Senegalese, lash out like rottweiler bark at the white, bark, bark. I can just bout hear Mickey Bama asked why she didn’t help the white. He made out with the Neva totem, we can’t have no white making out with no Neva totem, poor Mr. old Barrack was just bout apoplexic.
I don’t think they would be willing to represent accurately what it really means, instead I believe it was designed as a 1-2 punch. John! John! The paranoid is questioning authorities again! I am not saying there is no such thing as revenge in fact in Yojimbo the goal is to have revenge actions flying based on false assumptions. The knifing of Sirhan Sirhan was the usual psycho-robotics, highly predictable and ulterior manipulation: Penis gabriel the priest doctor handling the shocks how much sacred African Nazi money do you git for that Black Rage? How many Americans does that mean Israelis GIT to victimize?
Ringo Starr, mass murderer, has a formula book for full boodle of grievance.
Everybody knows white terror is a heart of darkness, the questions arise when the white terrorists form alliances with the Black Rage types; no one but the Beatles could have pulled off what I saw happening during the AIDS attack and it was prior indexed in Hollywood by creeps like Stallone, of the Arlen Spector jet set, playing First Blood for De De Mancine on the steps of Philadelphia Museum like a German soldier on Greek Ruins in Guns of Navarone, “Those are our boys!” Sylester gonna get n’yer goat, just like they got Carrie’s, rattle plaque head.
Hee Haw.
