Although I have irreconcilable differences with The Executive Branch, I did write to Trump and then Biden requesting the release of the remaining files on the topic of Kennedy's murder in Dallas. It should be noted that today, St. Patrick's Day 2021, I was not in receipt of my economic impact payment when it was due. Needless to say that a deaf man, in Section 8, without savings, in old age is left in considerable jeopardy by this unfair act. I had just received paper notification that I am eligible from the IRS, and the other payments were on schedule.

I am a senior citizen who very clearly remembers the era of excitement and prosperity that was cut to ribbons by the incident in Dallas. Although Oliver Stone made public awareness out of the moronic claim that Kennedy was killed for stealing the election, the assassins were obviously not anti-corruption forces. Evidence of ballot stuffing in West Virginia may have been the Machine making sure he was elected because Dallas was in the works.

The degree to which J. Edgar Hoover was in bed with Adolf Hitler, as well as the tendency of Reagan and the Old South, came out when the newspaper racket faked a botch report about Dewey beating Truman when, in reality, they were using Greek to mock the anti-fascist victory. Dewey indexes directly to John Dewey, a factor in the Texas Schoolbook. Greek is what Trump had in ind in crowing that the election was stolen.

Nevertheless, the mechanism has already been formalized for the takeover. We've lived with it ever since and the Riddler is just taking off his mask in the end to see us gasp in despair.

The Kennedy assassination researchers are culpable. For one, they have a petrified scorn of me that matches scorn about the theft of the election. The crime was designed as a claim of legitimacy to confiscation and the illusion of forfeiture. Bush promoted me as the runt of the litter and a wayward oaf bordering on being a pervert to cover up the insane crime of kidnapping and torture I endured as a child, mutilated and disfigured. To this day, in Seattle area, I deal with criminal and depraved acts towards me by the authorities who have, for example, poisoned me in the mouth. The success of these operations commands from how they are understated. We live with a vicious Understate as much as a Superstate.

Neva Corporation, of course, pay their taxes. Andrew Cuomo and Bill Clinton can blackmail a victim of trauma with humiliation, they castrated me for talking, but they have always had their hands down the pants of the help. It wasn't about me. I was earmarked and given a Social Security Number beginning 1984.

RS were the initials of Ronnie ZZ-sin-ski who jumped out of the hedges at me in childhood. There was also a Richard Arujo with Ruth Hammer working the sad nightmare that Yoko Ono was paying Pittsburgh, WAMO, WQED and Pitt to hustle. IRS are the sort of initials that would drive Ringo Starr crazy with braggadaccio and greed. The plan has been worked for decades along with an argument about Laws and Norms, seething that if I believe in laws over the Liverpool norms then smoking pot made me negligent in John Lennon's Pentagon Disney use of a double in his stepping out for clean up time.

Code Red College, where I was stationed for Covid, was being teameteered by a namesake of McConnell's friend Aung San, privy to poisoning me in the mouth first. Fact is, McConnell's division secured the cooperation of North Korea for the bomb scare that was part of the Palace orchestration of the covid catastrophe. They have understated an argument of sustainability and much approve Dr. King's filling out of the form with the words: Everybody wants to live a long life ... but I just want to do God's will.

The most punishing thing for me about the defection of Kennedy's researchers to his enemies isn't their misuse of me. It is that Courtney sent me this precious, beautiful, scrawled letter of sorrow, tears and inspiration concerning the murder of Saoirse which the Machin, Inslee and Code Red delivered by murdering yet two more Kennedys. And by your strange perversion, your magical mystery alliance with Cyril Wecht and John Shulman in the Seattle grab and hustle, you see that as avenging JFK.

How sad.