2020
When I have reported a series of poacher crimes: murder, torture and rape, to the authorities, I have been asked by legal reviewers, could I be specific about what law was broken? Is it appropriate to treat deranged, deliberate, studied, premeditated inhuman mayhem by agency against a helpless, unarmed, law-abiding citizen as an act of God? Is it legal for foreign authority, on American territory, to take pseudo-secret revenge on an innocent American who isn’t a lawyer of numbers, book tumblers and pins? The Warhol Foundation who committed atrocities, abomination and mind-shattering depravity put a lot of work and thought into their spree. They argue from museum personnel that it constitutes a regional, “provincial” norm in the cities of Pittsburgh and Seattle where I have been forced to slum.
Permit me to give you an example of their reasoning. A woman at a hospital clubhouse named Regina complained that the only reason I was tortured, disfigured and deafened by adult mutilationists as a child is because you can’t let Pittsburgh know you are afraid of them. To her it was unheard of that you wouldn’t threaten, fight, kill when cornered and indoctrinated with non-violence.
The same poachers, operating out of Catholic Worker services, used the food weapon, right down to terribly serious poison crime incidents, on an American brutally molested by a foreign power as if to represent a paradoxical license, as a dangerously psychotic protest against personal importance.
When this started in childhood, I found mysterious items outside the door of my house, gas masks, a copy of the book Mitsui and white powder. Mitsui was marked by intimate reprisal during his rise. My father, a radio lieutenant in WW2 could easily be heard, identified, followed and his son from a divorce staked out.
The Warhol, in their shroud of duplicity, represents with cunning a paradoxical view that the nerve agent forced down my pleading, crying throat, was laced in a nerve agent given to me by their acid dealers to swallow, and that this is the moral equivalent of paraquat, was by their lights a poison against abridgement of the law. The complete absence of reasonable discretion would make anyone who admired this tragedy unfit for office or to raise children. Yet the very same community trust brags of people who say this is “so excellent” because they can get away with it, a foreign lobby, by the way, fuming with trashy attitudes about the United States.
Macabre individuals in citizen patrols, mock baseball gangs, put the same allegation at me and evoke Ayn Rand, as though with insect minds. She opposed brain-damaging children to make them slaves and persecution of brainwashed North Korean prisoners. I am not going to reason with you on this score. I know the right and wrong of this woman’s thought. The people who admire this action are disqualified as human beings.
When our sacred leader put into spin the laugh about grabbing women by the pussies, saying his locker room chums can do anything, I believe the comment was a computer line from Microsoft containing a hidden IF/THEN structure: meaning, if you put out the bait in an entrapment and investigation discovers this material, you can do anything to the victim of the trap you please.
If you continue to deny me my Bill of Rights I will have no choice but to dismantle your claim to integrity. You mock me as Poe, I suggest you study the power of poetry.
James MacRyland Crary - deaf person
1409 South J. Street #204
Tacoma, Washington
98405