Obama’s persona was conjured archetypologically as a greedy pervert whose mongering was to satiate all grievance by divine horrorshow spell encasement. Like Reagan he moved swiftly to cry victim in order to turn over investigation to the truly guilty. Hitler was always about Iron Law. AIDS created a particularly nasty food fight, as long anticipated.
I came over to University of Washington tonight. Hadn’t been here in a long time and in ten years have come less than a half dozen times. Who needs those sort of dirty looks. It’s a little better now. I got to thinking about them, people like Owen at the Club. He can’t conceptualize that in endorsing Obama he is covering for the AIDS Onslaught and all that villiany like the murder of JFK. If my hatred ever softened to pity I could probably be his friend. Beyond that, though, truth be told, it’s the withering facelying of a behavioral captive who was lied to and about, an abortion, frankenstein experiment whose soul was a little too subversive of HitlerReagan’s intent. There’s painful acceptance in my gestures from the beyond, from the holocaust side of things, nothing that makes me very happy, but it could be a lot worse.
Reagan staged his assassination attempt to gain Hitler the sympathy vote. Calling me Hitler was very typically shrill rhetoric from Nancy Reagan’s consortium, the legendary Planet Unbelievableness. It’s sad and scary for me to be losing my eyesight too but … I’ve lost being Jimmy Crary.
As a story being told, a slave unit to murderers, I cannot regret what McCartney has done because the world at least if I can reach anyone at all, needs to know that he is evil. Had he behaved differently I might have gone through life deceived. “I understand your melancholy, dear,” sweet Hitler chimes through British leers. A generation and its leaders were betrayed by those they loved most. That’s Hitler’s legacy, to succeed in exterminating those who know the difference between love and hate.
Jewish involvement doesn’t surprise me at all. Especially with phrases like: The Hate That Hate Produced around. Ideas like that spit out of the soul of the oppressed then become formulas to be used against them; until at lost Hitler’s love is groovy, leaving a soul vampire empty, but a mobocrat thrilled.
UW? They don’t really know what happened. They don’t see it from inside my skull. A chihuahua isn’t a rottweiller, a collie isn’t a German shepherd. Only Lennon was Hitler.
Being believed if I could ever find it might rejuvenate me a little, but not if it meant forgiving.