It took some doing, but I once tried and failed to get intake from acid rock celebrities about Buckminster Fuller, a planet scientist who predicted global warming in the 20’s, this was back in the 80’s. Since I have known what is happening now was coming since then I also know and now can see that it was planned and that Red Scare Axis were buying time to push us into this forcing house. The danger to Greta Thunberg is that she could end up being the poster girl for the very people who summoned her from the depths of her anger. They’ve done this to me. They drafted me by blindside blows and deranged fake rescue psychology. This writing, which is open address, is an examination of who they are, how they operated and how I know what I have said over the hostilities of University of Washington sociology: that those who started AIDS claimed to speak for the victims, got the victims to applaud and are sitting in a position to attack people like Greta Thunberg while pretending it is due to negligence about them, not as perpetrators mind you, but as victims. In other words, the people who set up this cosmic forcing house, suicide bombers with money to burn, with money to con with, with drugs galore and looks to kill for, are in a position to complain and direct gunfire under the camouflage provided by a refusal to understand that they went to the front to mislead the stupid queers, stupid because they’ve been told this many times, and prefer to ape Monty Python in enamoration of Bowie to being wise about what really happened, god knows why; a deeply flawed intelligence circuit in Seattle about whom nothing can be done because of their disdain for the reality. They are sticking with the acid rockers who refused to talk to me about Fuller in the 80’s, preferring to advocate for child pornographers. When Hillary Clinton heard that I was squawking about being tortured in childhood, she attacked me in my dick. The reasons are a long litany and itinerary of ego politics. Mindlessness and bullying are extreme environments when they match up.
Braying to be caretakers of the marginal, the forces of good defending our rights, they are deadly to those who do not flatter them.
So my goal is to read you some of the evidence that the Climate Crisis was planned as a sabotage of our society’s welfare; as well as to show not only the history, but the evidence that this cult was behind the AIDS attack. The reason this is so important is that they want to get away with the AIDS attack by saying it was necessary for the greater good because of the earth’s limited carrying capacity, just as though all those lies about National Security to produce and test all those bombs was really in defense of civilization. I’m sure coronavirus is just the beginning if we leave it to them. Behind this, snickering and jeering like an insane pygmy, are the forces in the palace supporting Ringo Starr, whose gang felled the Kennedys, and produced the stupid. stupid epic of John Lennon’s second coming as the Invisible Walrus of emotional cause in the extermination package that must be allowed or Ringo’s shiemish will tilt.
It is a never-ending conjob from the British. They used my name, they flattened me so I couldn’t think, much less talk. It had nothing to do with me.
Seattle’s standing tall and gang solidarity on the issue of the AIDS and sexual minorities had a lot more to do with lesbian expense accounts than concern for the welfare of Our Commonwealth. Their game of setting me up as a voodoo curiosity, prove you are better than us style, was just fiddling while Rome burned. None dare question Obama, the magic black man, after all he was only Mr. President, what could he do about it?
In West Virginia a man named Tom Rodd made the Dispatch-Herald with the words, “Climate Change Demands Our Working Together,” a noble claim, much shared by the NAACP who were also party to the AIDS attack. The NAACP depend very heavily, as do the Corona attack crime ring, on the testimony of Tom Rodd’s brother William who was astride me when Kasperoski delivered the opening blow for the Pitman gang, who gassed me. Pitman were the name of the publishers of Arthur Grounds coal furnace prophecies and Rodd is also the name of an expert on Co2. My father, whose mysterious brother Donald’s mother was said to visit him as a pigeon, Olive Bugg of Dallas City, where Mac would hobnob at the Wallace Building, had this book on his shelf dated 1960 the year of my birth, and although it was morbid of me to wonder if an agency reference to my parents was in the dedication, I then noticed that there is a Barthes, and I thought who would I associate that with but Roland? Then I noticed the name Roland. Then I noticed the name Oswald. Then I noticed that Brunner is like Blade Runner. They were encrypting to deny, stalling and buy time towards creation of this forcing house.
My father used to say, “Let’s not and say we did,” “follow the logic” and “noah way”. Knopf was his publisher. This book is the mind of Germany. I received a card today from my mother. It says, in full, better yes, see for yourself “co-one”*T. Simon (below this page from the Mind of German)
