I was tortured and robbed of my life by a syndicate run by Donald Trump and Saoirse Kennedy's death has come to symbolize what happened to me. We have been, Our Commonwealth, through a tremendous ordeal of MacBeth, my note is simply to answer where is Banquo? I believe understanding how the role of Banquo was erased and in fact counterfeited is the issue above all we face. To surrender this article I trace matters back to the 70's. It will offend the roving hand of MacBeth. The issue of this is long overdue. One could, I suppose, rest against such a case on the substance of mythology but since mythic issues play substantial roles in the Civil Rights Movement, I would argue that much more is at stake. For example, Ella Baker and Bob Moses both said that the Civil Rights Movement made Martin Luther King, he did not make the Movement, yet they fail to explain why then it fell apart when he was wronged. The answer of Banquo would read that Ralph Abernathy, a wildly underestimated man, was not suited for the role of Banquo. A fixation on mythology does have its limits as the exodus to Seattle and subsequent acts of evil demonstrate clearly. You might ask, am I suggesting that I am Banquo? To understand that question, much less any answer, you need to ask whose Banquo, Shakespeare's who does not accuse MacBeth, or the more languid idea of a Banquo who does, a Banquo who was never party to murder at all, simply got in the way. Because Banquo, in Shakespeare, is too impure to reckon with an evil despot, Banquo, the ideal, must be defined outside of the Shakespearean mode, but enough of this. Banquo figures deeply enough in sophomore mythology to serve the purpose I mean.

Seattle has long protested that I am a cheat and should be cheated. Cheating me of a right to go to school meant nothing to them. When seizing property and distributing it the fact that I was working on lucid and important research meant and still means nothing to them. They have a hatred fixxe so do Pittsburgh. With extremely rare exceptions not one person professing to be a friend, family or mentor anything but actively and palpably despises my achievements. Frankly, if I agreed with this low opinion, I would probably change. You might ask me tactfully, does an essay about the historic status quo really have to be about me personally? In the sense that poisoning me provided a group answer for the Obama crowd, reluctantly I feel that it does. The level of deaf-shaming that has gone on is outrageous. Hillary Clinton's absurd pimpery towards me proves the lie that she was an opponent of Trump.
50 years ago is quite a long time, but there are unresolved questions about how the two fields of dreams overlapped and are said to have merged between sex, drugs and rock 'n roll, ... that 60's, and the Civil Rights Movement. Ono survived. How did she end up with the yokes on the throats of the bereaved? And why did they amend to it? Is the obvious reason of money alone to explain acceptance of all the crimes? I believe Ono misused effectively the ghost of Banquo, that Geo Lucas, Attenborough and other absolute Draculas gave long and careful thought to how Lennon could use the ghost of his death from off-stage after faking it. Does their explanation make more sense? Their explanation, endorsed by Seattle is that entrapment in a one night stand of a deaf person was assassination ... by me?... of the Black Male Image and that Roberto Clemente therefore raped a retarded Asian deaf girl with epilepsy and that when this was insufficent satisfaction to the rage of Lennon over AIDS the same people who did all this were allowed yet again to author the covid atrocity while threatening us with more. That makes more sense than a trick?

Pittsburgh left Injun sign of flying saucers to browbeat down any inquiry. They put Witold Woyzeck in charge of the ACLU or something when Vaclav Havel was still around. It is a name with the dungeon master suggestion of linguistic anthropology that mis-spells WEDUNNIT into WE FOUND IT. If you understand that Trump knew Warhol and that Foucault was in charge of suicide intelligensia antics you are not far from realizing the poetry in Reagan's telltale relationship with his real Philadelphia in Mississippi. If Reagan didn't fake it what was I doing there with his attorneys when he claims he was shot and why did he come out to wave to me? One can imagine the hard-on for copy by poachers and lackeys. And how does that help us re-imagine the truth about Lennon's strategic wizardry. If you say helping the AIDS attackers accomplish the covid bomb isn't trickery, I, I, I, I believe you.