One of the worst things that Obama and Geffen Corporation did to advance the murderers of Martin Luther King until Trump could take the reins can never be reported.  The use of BBC/Nasa’s Ultrahigh voices brainwave broadcast band from Beatlemania in Warhol playing shaman to the AIDS generation they betrayed is guaranteed to evoke sneers of derision from the academicians that Hitler called knights of the inkwell while hiring them as back-up with their arsenal of words like conspiracy theory.   It’s easy money for psychiatric, so instead of talking about how Yoko Ono was uploaded by Kennedy’s murderers for this case by Seattle itinerants, instead let’s turn to the evidence of demolition in the science of vivisection used by Pener Gabriel against the Saint Louis Post-Dispatch and other forms of news reporting as an American tradition in his shaman role for Pentagon-Disney, a broker of fashionable political fiances and overnight escorts.

       The last laugh of the losers was to let someone tell and see who cares, not even the children of Martin Luther King could stop laughing at how the gas chamber doors of the new extermination was graffitied with images of naked women.   HAIR, the pipers of the atrocity, were the role played by the legendary fiddlers in concentration camp rags who met the Jewish merchandise at the trains and serenaded them to the showers. They are genuinely disturbed criminals, hired by Yoko Ono to summon afflictions for Unit 731 to use for coaching a philosophical tendency, the privilege of dying for King Edward’s favorite muse, the viper John Lennon, whose death must never be questioned.

      Penis Gabriel, an attache of Queen Elizabeth, brayed that Mt. Desert Island was all an Experience Park, Jackson Lab Fires and all, while working the levers of mass hypnosis high above the World Trade Towers from the pilot seat of Cliff Robertson.   Diamonda Galas and Michel Foucault were the theme and trend setters of the collective who know what they like to hear. You should believe in them your whole heart, for they can do anything. What does Congress care?

      To evaluate what was done by the City of Pittsburgh to James MacRyland Crary is very easily seen by the fact that the public school system didn’t even care when I was arrested for Armed Robbery when I returned from the Governor’s School.  So far as I know no one ever even told my father, who was in Pitt Philosophy of Education. Nor did anyone seek to evaluate the psychological evidence that Pitt was making sure I was afraid of them by showing me a mugshot of a man who tortured me as a child named Ronnie Z-sin and saying it was me, how ironic that Richard Starkey would take up this very theme in announcing his agency as a warlock shyster of AIDS, always about the money, always about the money, the Swami Nostra insist to the satisfy of Dyslexter King.

       It was an alliance of Proctor and Romero.  Sociology has a very different flavor in America now that it is no longer about Voting Rights but instead protecting the thought control behind the AIDS attack.  It’s okay to laugh at the FBI. They allowed Administration to pull their heist of our national treasure by voice overs from Oliver Stone and Ming Na Wen induced by the behavior of Neva starlet Leslie Katz while completely ignoring how typical that vagina monologue is of England-based R18 whose SONY agency was on the make for tawdry windfalls.  They also completely ignored the shocking levels of neurological trauma induced purposefully in their prey. They contracted a Trump hottie to go undercover, perfect the art of lying to her liberal lover, a regular little Jackie Onassis that Rosa tagteam between Aaron Dixon and Trump was, braying the undercover police work, in defense of our beleaguered commonwealth, was grounds for divorce.  Seattle Queers actually got off on it and sided with the expensive George Takai beam down from Star Trek, Midori Goto, whose partnership with Donald Trump was dressed in elite purple. It’s a tale of Kennedy killing that tells itself. Tony Levin’s insistence that it is all a work of art is in defense of a pyre built by the AIDS attackers through contract character assassination for his dirty guild of camera workers.  It’s perfectly okay to laugh at the FBI when they lisp, “What AIDS attack?”

         George Romero is subordinate to George Lucas as one of the killers, but that doesn’t make his role as perpetrator of pornographic theory as a lifelong ordeal of horror mongering any less grandstanding or infamous.    The FBI at best are guilty of insane negligence. The American Faith is ruined.