You would think it might have occured to Police Detectives that AIDS was really as simple as finding the cults who believed it part of a war on Satan. Instead of helping they laughed at evidence that the crime was hidden in plain view. I had an advantage on them in that I learned Godspell had originated at Carnegie Mellon. Penis Gabriel was in Bath, England making sex tapes of a prey for Sotheby's perverts, necessitating all sorts of lies and disease attacks on his humanist hate object. Like a Satyricon of Tuskegee experiments, society is just waiting there when will the psychopath McDermott ever be busted for lying about what they have been doing?
The music of King Crimson was already suspiciously leering and prurient. A child would not have known that. Forty years later I still find their fascist lyrics full of dramatic hate craft, like when whistling a song I knew when I was ten, inadvertently stumbling upon their Opium den agenda in the words: Pasteboard time slot, with slot suddenly a sadistic spin. As a child reading the book Grandfather Rock they told me this was about an assembly line. I used to struggle very hard, I even read Plato, trying to understand their criminal psychopathy, thinking them on the level, and never could. By the time I was old and experienced enough to understand "The Letters" I was suffocating G.A.S.P. (Good Afternoon, Seattle Police) from their sending me things I'd rather not see and calling me a thief for reading them. Small wonder one averts their eyes.
They are obviously back in the bullwork looking for a snivel to make their lives less complicated.
Leave it to Theocratic Math! Theocratic Math will explain all. If Muhammed Ali diggee thee thou's wifey then it take a village to play like everything you own belong to Allah, and then to the Big Honcho on account he corporation. The Pussyball Adultery Corporation. While the festoon of Penis Gabriel litters our global village with his child raping sex film advocates for mass murder.
Oh, she heard it that way.
It turns out the entire cult that ripper suicide monster Ringo Starr advocated for are the lands of Jonestown Church in Maine, for real, all the way from Memphis to Guyana. Just don't tell Mrs. Heinz who called. Rumpelstintskin is their names.