The ringleader of Reagan’s gang in Pittsburgh, which began with Karsh giving Jimmy pot before kidnappings in cars (sh!) was the Ultrasecret Kirshner. Miles Kirshner (MK) was a symbol of Reagan’s biblicism with which he rescued Adolf Hitler and then put him to work on something more inclusive, the Ark of Obama. Thos. Gordon, Obama’s Harvard Town agent to Kirshner, is a German-Jew. Gotta calculate the miles Jimmy was attack prostitutioned so Go/to can compense, yaw see.
Midori Goto is a partner of Kirshner. The war game they designed was a lockdown on Union militarism in Detroit, Black nazism in support of the AIDS Onslaught. Jimmy was classified the naive fantasist who would have to go, the archetype of a sacrificial animal, a blond boy whose murder would redeem the fuhrer as he now saw the folly of his ways. Robert Fripp was styled around Mikhail Bulgahkov’s Azazello, the malicious imp who weeps at the final accounting. Franklin Graham spoke openly in his books about Hitler being Lazarus, back from the dead, bringing his Christian flock to tears of joy.
Goto and Kirshner worked the South on behalf of alias K. a violent hun who tortured me and drove my mother from her home. At the time that my father died he sent out a distress call about the rotters circling him with innuendos about the riddle of the sphinx. He got sick and shouted, “I think the Sphinx stinks.” It wasn’t just a joke. Meanwhile, the KKK led by Ed Mackie who planted dad’s fifth wife Lynn Atkins (recall our first landlord was W/atkins) on father when he lived at the Duquense smoogy’s Cricklewood (taking me bowling in their cute little plantation) was of the Tang Line of then top secret Imperial General Clinton of the Old South, a function of the British concept endorsed by Cynthia Lennon in her partnership with Will Zell. Ed’s daughter Melissa had gotten the fulminating and rotten ear of Penis Fripp about little Jimmy, and changed her name to Melissa Riddle while Greg Karl, the leader of the Zell gang, had moved to Riddle Road.
It doesn’t surprise me that Ichiro Suzuki would secretly gloat not only in the murders of Ry Crary and Roberto Clemente, but in Black Nazis swearing that embrace of Hitler was Rastafarian Redemption Song, with nothing but a slick, cleverly orchestrated, leer Muslim, hand-clapping India kuma satra seduction in a Temple University loop.
Oh, Midori Goto, joy, unto goodness Allah.
You need to be careful about my past support for Islam. It is true that Seyyed Nasr’s meditative influence helped me secure against the automated, implanted “threat” mechanism that the murderers hoped to use to strike up the AIDS alarm, the impacted neuroplasm, but Muslims were involved in the Babyland region and held me captive for several hours in a building Jeannie once lived in.
Which brings me to Harris W/offo.rd, the shrill, and his defense of Gail and Leslie, the former of whom he graduated from Bryn Mawr. Wofford has sat there pinheaded and done nothing while Jeannie was horrifically mistreated for years beyond her being raped in line with his filthy, lying legend about little Jimmy, beaten piteously, and controlled by methods North Korea would condemn among their own. I have suffered horribly every day in my long, terrifying seperation from her, subjection to torture, infamies of medical malpractice. And this sickening, sickening intellectual slob dares to challenge me to go to prison to prove my values? MURDERERS! The King Family. They are child-raping murdering freak pigs!
FUCK YOU HITLERREAGAN. I mean it! Fuck you in hell.