A rational person faced with a confused teen in a state of awkward disrespect for Authority would ask themselves or the concerned and affected persons in the circle of the teen, notably deaf in this case, did this individual suffer some sort of trauma?  Ah, but would a rational person be an Authority in this day and age?   The bonus attack was attended by a re-visitation to the theme of its own anthem with the deaths of four more Kennedys.  Clearly, the disappearances remind one most of what they did to Roberto Clemente while holding me in Clem’s shack, built to convey later published holocaust film images, basically Clem’s coffin.  Police never looked into my report of paper stacks in the garage I was gassed and pedo attacked while barely conscious in on Snively, apparently aware that tales from the crypt of Romero meant Edgar Snyder.

        We’ll keep that between Reagan and Tim Kaine queerball.

        Ono did this.  We donohue else she did in, but the scribbles on my pap’s obituary make enough clear about how Kate Parkhouse and Gabriel worked the gold rush theme of their scroll through Warhol for Trump.   The attacks are from a Military Republic expressing their druthers about how it gonna go.   

        Now one of my buds, meaning this time someone unique, who cared about me, heard me out, believed me, a nice young married man with children, suffered a bizarre stroke and my letter to the correct address at the hospital was sent back to me unopened, I can only suppose someone said we better not let HIM have a word.  I’ll scan it for this writing, since it seems like if the truly personal is going to be violated by the insane I might as well show what they are seething about.  I have another point of interest, since the invaders are up in arms about my request for a review of my landlord.  When I was sick, I don’t know what with, but very and fearing death by covid, I wrote out a note on my father’s books, some rare and irreplaceable, to give them to Tom, who I have long appreciated.  So no one has any business making out my anger and fright when he was rude to me over the 120v in apartment dryer that he refused permission to allow me to plug in, which I bought as I thought I might be fighting for my life, as some sort of anti-Authoritarianism.

          The Christian trippers now in control of the Clubhouse let on one of their state secrets for Shawn Brooks and his familiars in castration society and child mutilation, they hero worship the women in pornography who give them the upper hand.

           Rosine, Seattle, Warhol and Ono played a pretty slick game making me out to be the jealous stooge.  Rosine came from a betrayer agency targeting trauma for the assassins, said she didn’t, and like her grandmother digs the way Mussolini types straighten us out, social distancing and that.    They straightened out Italy again good, didn’t they?  I didn’t trust her while she targeted a trauma to help set up the bonus attack.   She was 19 from the date of the Timothy McVeigh schooling.