I have here at my desk one of the most important documents in the AIDS attack, which is to say it shows clearly the role of Black slobs the sort of which have gone wild for fascism all over the country throughout the covid bomb making the streets their war game a leader of which who I will call the pimp of Dachau was recently elected Mayor of Seattle. It is the Kennedy assassination JET Magazine, put together by a small company of Blacks, John Johnson, Larry Still and most significantly Hobart Taylor, in the Still article of which is a clear HitlerReagan semiotic portending Dr. King’s assassination for the usual cause of marital infidelity. This article clarifies that the Fundamentalist regime of the Axis included Black martial players, hailing from German cultivation in Africa and drugged out with Ono money. The tension between public education and the Church Military Union’s occupation of Our Commonwealth as their whorehouse weighs heavily in the attack from New York money, which is to say the global economy.
Perhaps you are old enough to remember Putney Swope, the theme of which was to satirize the idea that Black control of a corporation could be hostile. It was a pre-emptive strike on our moral sensibilities. The boardroom of Swope is decorated with posters made by Hobart’s campaign for Humphrey. Hobart, like Sammy Davis, Jr., was a man for Nixon, only he got passed around between Lyndon Johnson, Wm. Burroughs and Standard Oil as well. The significant turn in his affairs took place April 4, 1964. We know from the Ono pursebag that these dates are important annuals. Four years afterword of his handsome promotion by LBJ, Dr. King was shot dead and/or smothered at the hospital. They were the pillows of Hobart’s comfortity and this sort of gesture is typical of LBJ. LBJ was the sort of bigwig who liked doing this, it was a trademark move, as though to muse sagey you’ve had to choose, Hobart, gave up something you love, it’s a Faust bargain, but now you take your rightful share. Trump did the same thing to Greta Thunberg by the murder of Saoirse Kennedy, with Obama looking on, full-knowing.
The absolute fiction that absolute value is to be accorded any Black face that rivals a white at the poetry open mic has laid our whole civil society bare to the Axis for pickings. Hard, barely endurable years of sweat and toil are put into our public wealth and trust only to be outvoted by the siren cry to teens, “Wouldn’t you rather sing in the skies like Seal?” That is why it was so easy for a Royal associate of The Crown of England to be uploaded into Pentagon Disney as a Japanese Ambassador to sex pickings in the Two Virgins Pussyball mayhem settleance over which Sidney Poitier presided, white voodoo doll taken hostage by Ming Na Wen and Tandy Corporation as an exhibition of Idaho’s tryst with Saudi Arabia.
The Elizabethan stage law producing Jimmy Creary was always self-evident. Demonstrate the legal potential of abortion norms in America, upload Omar-happy promoters at The Nation Magazine and ask with a royal gin and yachts to behold, mighty Hobart, is this truly what you want for the golden spawn of the ancestors? Wouldn’t you rather have a Bayer sanitizer and seat at the table you have been cheated of by pale, biased studies of math and reading?
Leave the reading to Saudi smugglers working the trade of Wen and Shulman, looting the book museums of Pittsburgh for the Golden Coins of Israel and Fossil Fuel Allah.