Understanding the terrible rap sheet of Revolution No. 9 first and foremost requires addressing their background and their science of denial which fails to hide the fingerprint. The swerve they took JFK down was a Federal compliance behavioral tracking indicator signifying evasion of duty into the path of least resistance and the response to the call of higher law was when I say jump, you jump, a decree issued, yo, by the attackers in the execution. Such a parable underwrites planned argumentation. Murders happen, but law persists, they muse with mirth, while masquerading murder as the law. Finding them out from then on is a storyline in which certain variables exist to allow versions. The dominant version is the one authorities author and plan to punish evading. A simpler trick than challenging them might be, for example, to blame Yoko Ono alone, a violent sicko, capable of it, but unfortunately not what happened. The truth is surreal but…
Y2K is forgotten now but it was a signal device of the AIDS attack that I saw from the front in Pittsburgh. It is part of the combination of gestures the Federal Police system engineered to punk out on the topic of AIDS and make very dangerous any attempt to uphold civics in the arrangements of power that have closed ranks about in failure to represent our facts. The mimic of signifiers that threatened at the turn of the century to throw computers into disarray (it didn’t happen) matches the science of Jekyll Island by which the attackers identify themselves and allow stooges to claim they didn’t know, a methodology also used in the script. This paired up with a chain game union that lay in wait to slave plea bargain opting out of a corrupt frame job with the shattering indignity of being made meat for cannibals when they refused to face down the heavily armed gladiator ten times their weight class at a time they were suffering grief, betrayal, trauma and neuroplastic convulsions. Federal punks are slick. The worked mayhem on the coma left by child mutilationists as an ultimatum to buy foreign ideology.
The signifiers do not demonstrably always and 100 percent exonerate, simply for being argued away as stacks upon stacks of telltale, prior-manufactured, fingerprintable coincidences by arrangement of taunt, in fact several of them convict and should carry the weight of conviction about them, but the weasel margins are much more slippery.
To understand the character of the killers you have to understand schoolwork. According to CMU intelligence renderings the script was intercepted and in cynicism Ringo Starr teamed up with Greg Karl. They used the name Starsinic, because of the script tone of Arsenic and Old Jewry, ah we can’t blame them. Telltale of the fearful egoism at work, I had a friend who failed a math test and it was painful to see her pain, but these criminals announced they could infer the finer feelings of those who failed the HIV test and while laughing their asses off announce as Pinkertons from NASA that they alone held the beverage of knowledge and wise acts to get them through the hurdle. Plague war denial came as John Shulman of Caliban/Celeron would say, “with a smile,” allowing the guilty to taunt by more poison crimes that it was art. We already know, the hoodwinkers in Administration say, show us how you do.
Greta Thunberg is as butch as she is wrong, they are evil.
Little exists to represent the horrible ordeal that I barely survived as a child in coma from neurotoxin and brutality and hostage, the sinister death porno and dormitory murder films, the kidnappings to rural farms of strange, demented people known only to Romero and Warhol, the trauma of being followed around by lying, violent cops, the horrid sexual sadism of the adults, and the gloating of the NAACP except the suffering of the experimental injuries and what they tally up to suggest in the terms of William Burroughs and Aleister Crowley. Pittsburgh used me for child smut and then warned me that it was ready to go nuclear over National Security if I didn’t fuse my mouth shut Top Secret.