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It was one of the most cowardly, cruel, unreal ordeals of police beastiality plastic reality can permit; their names are Ichiro Suzuki, Martin Andelman, Ringo Starr, Michael Reagan and Robert Fripp. The corpulent one, rabid Ringo, is a New Right leader who spread the drugs, made them mandatory and poisoned them as a revenge attack by British fascists like John Lennon to pleasure Jap girls on my liberal Navy man dad.
My mother is a terrible, horrendous Union criminal using me as an example and strategic concept for demonstrations about scarcity. When I was tortured as a child, she pretended it didn't even happen. When I went deaf, ditto, nothing, no pity, no remorse, only tears about her own hard work, which I understood. She re-married a Dracula Lieutenant who knew how they used me. She flew off to Italy and partied when I was homeless. For twenty years as I mourned the way peers crashed my life with a homewrecker job named Rosa to be shed of me Midori rose to prominence on the coattails of that slanderer Obama, a bought boy and an ss sadist who was installationed for the good black, the Fundamantalist blacks and their ripper minions in longknives militancy, yet while this was done embarassingly openly, while everyone knew and simply watched, making no records, you kept me in grinding tears of pain and poverty. When they poisoned my stomach she demanded as a condition of her droll idea of "support" that I go back to the murderers responsible. She has said nothing as they stalked me with morbid terror from Hollywood where her nazi stepfamily operate. When Jeannie was raped she didn't even care that it was a result of that pig in England who I had turned to for help. They stole everything from me and she ignored it. The IDEA OF ME is something you want dead. You helped the entire government rub me out and lead the charge as they pretend that it isn't even happening. I don't understand. The only reason I want to come home is Jeannie and because it is home. Why did you do this to me? No I don't want to come. Don't waste the money. Yes, because I promised Jeannie. Everyone lies to her, I don't want to let her down. Whenever you can get me back is whatever, mother dear.
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