Perverse it is that the yinzer trash meat would name me the one naive.  Altho’ I am sure they meant that I loved a band they knew was roaring to attack me like a saber tooth tiger, crucify me with voices, and advocate for murderers who tortured me as a child, it is, in the end, me who saw through Yoko Ono and Warhol Museum’s heist with Shulman in the name of Obama’s fulfillment of Manson’s race war theory of Germany’s ultimate victory, Helter Skelter in the name of Lennon.  Anyone heartless and puerile to believe Seattle Queers mean well in poisoning me in the mouth as a momentum building act in plotting the covid19 bomb is no doubt looking for some way to tunnel and weasel soothsay in having let this happen to me.

         Martha Gellhorn when having  it spelled out to her face AIDS was an attack! Chimed, “you can’t mean that.”  This the rabid donged was Jimmy Crary’s sin, believing a 12 year old Jewish girl was talking about Auschwitz when she feebly alluded to a million deaths.  This was in 1990 when Gellhorn lisped, not as a battered deaf child in 1974.  The Queers are murdering liars making snuff films.  They think killing Kennedys is momentum.

         Catholic Worker loaded my basement with murder mysteries and a book about Maximile Kolbe.  They knew exactly what extermination was and what they were plotting.  Clem’s Shack where Neva Mancine’s sister waylaid me was built to do it in the name of Manson’s Clem.  The FBI were overjoyed with the Reichminister Levin came to the rescue of Holy Reagan from Jimmy Pimmy Whimmy Dimmy.

          Trump media use Greta Thunberg as their override switch, forget all that, save the whirled.