The objective of this moment is to demonstrate cause to suggest that Smithsonian was helping Shulman all along.  Trumpytune’s faction hold that no greater theft from Eden could be virginity.  The rabid construe this as a matter of National Estate and silenced JFK as a poker cross ante up.  Black legends played their hoots in tabloid synchronicity, organized by Clarence and Powell.   This moment will explore the personality of Allegheny County.   The cowards are sadists and left their own moments to glare of this font.  While it is perfectly obvious from the designer belt of the mob scene doublecross involved, as well as the allegation that I wasn’t aware of any of it, that my life in cruel subjugation was extensively planned by The Impingement Council to be the most criminal of museum thefts achieved by Shulman Maniacs, there is very little to explain the vomitbag formula ~ we love you ~ that sizes up the widespread Administrative conspiracy that limns the brutal complication of deadly, extra-judicial violence by the insane, riding high.  Police have never really been at loggerheads with National Security in our history, much less Insurrection mobs supported by inside extremists, but an argument can be made this is due to Our Commonwealth giving up too soon.

       Some of this is simple work, others sophomoric, but the rowdy edge of street violence, wearing the anonymous mask of “street scholar” invites no placation.  The sociology scoundrels at their dungeon mastery scoop up innocent lives, dispose of them and then argue they were social clay.  

        The balance of the wedgy hinges a little on the smoke and mirrors of finders keepers.  Shulman used to put Hoffman’s Steal this Book in his window and it made me angry.  His mob scene by the way the licky chops spycam pornographers, have hidden in a bomb shelter marked Thou Shalt Not Steal.  If you can get over it, well, in earnest, okay.

        It gets Impingement deep with Wen’s allegation that the mind itself is a puppet of found ideas, faked from the true source.  Subliminal media cultivation went into one crummy example, all together now, laugh, laugh, they receievered into the golem’s mind, HANDS OFF MY ZOMBIE.  It involved Seattle Times or Intelligencer stuff and some lead topical ideas.  Sheen was in on it.  They rippered the neuroplasm horrifically.  Then zooming in for a laugh on something cheeky.

         It was a White House crime, I mean Obama did tip his hand as a Trump dacoit.  Kelly School was Wen and Shulman with an element of Dr. Seuss, adopted by Ringo Sturgis or whatever that puke’s name is.  Head to head ramming over a penny, not really head to head, I mean, I was just a child when they attacked me blindside, but you know how it is.

        Gary, who mentored Larry, said, we aren’t going to let them hurt you anymore, and Larry honestly did help me, he was sincere in his concern and said I was clearly on the level, that was before the mouff poison, or umm, the skin oddity super stroke that all but felled him for the uhmm, timing like of uhn uhn uhn, Saiorse, uhn uhn, well, doggone it, some things just don’t come out right.

         But like Carousel Club, or uhn, Cirque d’Imbecile, you know. Strauss Waltz, benefit of Mr. K. and that Goering Widow, which widow?  Belli, Melvin Belli was Goering and Ruby’s lawyer, what was I saying where was I oh, yeah, what widow or widows, supposedly sure widow was Ruby chivalrously avenging and that?  I dunno, I dunno, better ask Donald, only Picasso can tell if his signature was forged, faked or himside out.