My name is Mac Crary. I am a 62 year old deaf man with Parkinson's living in Tacoma, Wa in Section 8 Housing alone but I have studied and researched, I have a college diploma. I grew up in a section of Pittsburgh called Squirrel Hill where many Jewish holocaust survivors lived. Occasionally, I saw the tattoos. Their children horrifically battered me, calling me "a nice blond boy" and wrote evil letters calling our neighborhood "Squrl Hill" taking out the letters ire and jeering me as a goy. My grandfather Ward Moore was loud and proud of being Irish. He could wiggle his ears. He was a copy editor in St. Louis and married to grandmother 66 years.

Throughout my life the British have brutalized and tormented me. An Israeli psychiatrist from Attica State Prison named Bernard Wattenmaker was my neighbor. My father Ryland abandoned us but otherwise tried to be a good person. He was on the same ship as Bush in the Navy but wrote his first book on human rights while at Teachers College with Eisenhower. A regional director of Amnesty International called him a hero. He was Chair of Philosophy of Education at the University. Wattenmaker organized a gang of violent car thieves to kidnap and gas me in a place called Kings Estate subjecting me to sexually abominable humiliation and slaughtering head blows, putting me on inhalants while on a shocking nerve agent. They did this for Peter Sinfield and Yoko Ono who later masqueraded as Amnesty International from which office they called me "a one-man Northern Ireland" , threatened me with AIDS, used scabies on me and left me chemically castrated, refusing to allow me to attend school. I am currently sick with Covid. The official explanation given by Peter Gabriel was, "Experience Park."  Clinton used this position to advocate warlord status from the shadows, uploading Obama to Drone Station Uno from which they enjoyed watching Midori Goto have her way with me over freedom of speech through a two year homeless ordeal in their 911 trophy attack and holding me in the custody of ferocious Seattle perverts who actually lured me here with promise of protection from abuse, a classic taste of the Chomsky alternative.

A deaf girl from Korea named Chin taught me sign language allowing me eventually to return to school where I graduated and earned Phi Theta Kappa. My initial research was finally recognized http://themepaper.webs.com but other layers are still ignored. When daddy died the rear side of the obituary had a very strange letter signed Donohue and a headline about the German Green Party. Chin i was raped. When Courtney Kennedy wrote me a bawling letter about the death of Saoirse my reply was hatefully pursued by the murderous postal union and delivered with an anonymous call where two more Kennedys' bodies could be found drowned in a lake.

Due the alliance of Wattenmaker with Ono the trashy and corrupt city of Pittsburgh made their union move with Clinton over Reagan. Alexander Dugan, a Russian professor, describes a place in philosophy that seemingly cannot be entered. Pentagon Disney built such a prison of thought and wrote as an encryption over it ~ anyone who dares try enter will have their life narrative poached and put through a Waters and Eno distortion forever computer assembled by Gabriel and Tive. A drunk laughed and called it Hollywood magic, Axis showdown style. Unlike Dugan’s books, which are banned, you can actually get the truth but and so the union just bellows that there’s money in the facts and starts ripper murdering bystanders; what Seattle calls the Historic Japanese-Black Alliance.

Biden of course sees the easy money in totality about campus sexual freedom. Warning people about what was going on so infuriated the NAACP that they gladly helped set up Covid. Reagan’s attorneys had me in D.C. when he claimed he was shot. Lennon’s script says only two people would know, meaning him and Reagan. Double Fantasy was You Only Live Twice made real as a how-bout-that Mission Impossible by JFK’s assassins.

Biden granted Ono the power to extrude me for soundtrack. Naturally the assassins have a grandiose vision, garbling issues of public trust in bloodoath and death vows and the bigger Ono’s team made it the less anyone cared about their deployment of viruses. Militia activity tuned into my dissent and began pulling an Antoni Negri, meaning playing off my poems to scare me silent. I try to be sensitive to legitimate pain. For example, the retort that looking at all issues in the mysterious Donbas parameter disquiets the brave men defending their grannies, wives and children. The problem with me predates that to a time when I mourned our government's disconnect from the concerns of common peace-loving people, Muslim, Asian, Latino, in their other parameters. For years I have been molested because Bernard Wattenmaker, the psychiatrist of Attica Prison, used me ferociously with the help of Geffen Tecords for cruel soundtrack to torment from the smack quarters with and Seattle Left just turned it into an AK-47 bonzai that I call UWDIalectical, a ferocious Proud Boy style Trumpytune-Disney outfit of the German Green Party run by Clint Eastwood, a psycho who believes he and Ono can run a serious put on about the second coming they call Two Virgins.

The medium, alien, moronic and engrossing (ie. Hollywood) is the message and the concerns of the victims amount to Humphrey Bogart’s famous hill of beans.