I’ve always said that Federal Magistrate Peckman wanted some favors from Seattle Left for siding with them in their mayhem, and the Columbinesque travesty at the Capitol on Jan. 6th, speaks to the favors she expects.   There happens to be a direct connection between her negligence towards me, the poison in my mouth and the stroke survived by young Larry Clum, all part of the developmental presentation by the gurus of UW working for Trump through the Clubhouse community.  Larry is fighting for cognitive abilities in his struggle and this serves as the metaphor of the attacker lobby for their interrogation activities as a slave ordeal.   A moratorium on these demands for unpaid labor will never occur because Trump’s minions were behind the monstrosity.  King Crimson’s acknowledgement to DT on their psychopathic rock album underwrites the ordeal by combat which is what they call brutal blind side attacks on an unarmed deafened grade school child.    The logic doesn’t work very well in comparing that to abortion because they are the ones that kidnapped me and forced me to provide sexual services, again unpaid, to unknown adults.

          This lewd and weird excuse for Christianity has a gang of law firm agents masquerading in the clubhouse and paid to look very serious as they slap five over their thrill kill psychiatric porno made by Warhol.  

         I wonder what through Leslie Katz’ mind that day we lay far from the madding crowd in the midst of a beautiful Appalachia, surrounded by trees, tall grass and wildflowers with no other soul for miles around as I lapped until she slept and she woke up to me crying.  Did she think of  herself as a virgin lion in the midst of love more beautiful than sex?  Did she secretly laugh at me for lacking willpower on a wonderful day to lose her virginity as she did later sneering, why should you get another chance?  Did she muse what a genius Martin Andelman and Willy Wattenmaker were?

         Penis Gabriel, Aaron Dixon and Bill Gates had the perfect instinct for preserving their estate calling it an act of violence not to spread your legs and empty your pockets to their brainbeam and that any desire not to have their role impinged by caustic asides like pacifism is  immoral and letters from Harvard written by the CMU Drama Department is proof of the need to crucify.   While Gordon laughed at my father for abandoning his precious son to a society of the elect announcing the intent to exterminate over scarce resources, Penis Gabriel summoned what he calls a mind blender allowing anyone with a gun and loyalty to Trump to take turns.