This essay is about Nancy Reagan and Shannon Harps, and how she constructed a complex matrix of sinister allegations to cover up her attempts to have me shot for doing my job as the grandson of a reporter, child of a humanist, by inciting Gays she deluded and claim they are only defending themselves. Nancy Reagan was decisively behind the murder, slasher killing, of Shannon Harps, and like everything else in Peter Gabriel occult masterpiece of foreign evil, it is brinkmanship, live high or die forever, from the psychos once affectionately known as the Beatles, or Fab Four, the Yeller Twins.
This whole sad trip is the tragic story of what happens when Andy Warhol and Robert Fripp, meaning David Bowie, doesn’t like somebody. Rejected in toadying jackboot by Germany, he comes home to America to kill and kill again in the name of a kicked dog foreign dejection, for to be gifted, young and idealistic, white in America, is to be a hate object.
I’ve explained before what the corHan Taliban of Hancor mean by escalation dominance, an ultrahigh brainwave sonor. This atrocity against the Bill of Rights has rendered the claims of the ACLU, the AFL CIO and the PTA a pitiable joke against the legerdemain of HitlerReagan’s Hollywood. Alone this item in the stars could have and probably did do everything surgically necessary on Hinckley day, the day after a beetle crawling out of my tripping eye in a Foggy Bottom pizza shop.
It’s embarassing to have to talk about what Nancy Reagan and her legion did, and they meant it to be embarassing. We’re supposed to clench up at the unsavory dinner topics in front of children about how they shot our leaders and dismembered our hard work and hopes for the future, calling our bravest and truest heroes by unsavory names, while funding the forces of brutality and ignorance in the time-honored Hitler style. It is indeed embarassing, but why should we accept their leaders when they gunned down ours?
As a result of ultrahigh I am controlled imperially by SONY, Nintendo, Geffen and Midori Goto, but do not mistake it. So long as I have the power to walk away, lock my doors, turn off my hearing aids, defy them in name and deed I shall. I really do not want to be dealing with something this ridiculous, fucked up, staged and jive. The Black Churchlies in their great higherness made up their minds they were knowledgable about their own pathological trickery. LaMonte Thomas is a civilized man until whitey wants to see Midori Goto, then his glasses come off. These soundbiters are as wholesome as they can be when it comes to slandering someone they tortured. They are more than content with a Black President in return for the AIDS slaughter. Their allies all the way to Africa are the sickest klansmen who ever lived, and they scream, and hostilely butcher innocent people demanding endorsement in the names of the murdered. How putrid.
Nancy Reagan is a species all her own from Planet Unbelievableness.