At Tacoma Community College, that moral collegiate exemplar, there's a loophole in ethics that states if the crime is sadistically deranged and mentally ill beyond description why MORE POWER TO YA myawk.  This junker satellite of UW wouldn't know the merits of an issue if it spoke in measured cadence rationally with evidence and relevance for every word.  Elizabeth Warren stated that her brother's death by covid-19 felt like something that didn’t have to happen.  Then why did it?  Was someone other than her in the national spotlight?  I have learned one thing about Congress over my lifetime.  If they all decide to shut out an issue they believe therefore it doesn’t exist.  Ever get that strange feeling blowing in the wind from them?   My littlehood was formed under two very aggressive personalities, my mother and sister, both of them fiercely liberated women.  In America one of the strongest brainwashing utilities to the politically correct is never to say anything bad about the Jews, even if true, and this was particularly virulent in the neighborhood I was in where the culture was dominated by holocaust survivors and their kin.  I danced the Hora before seven thousand people when I was six years old. I’m not offering so much a grievance against my former school so much as a consumer complaint.  What gives that they would poison an incoming disabled freshman in the mouth?  LIz Warren should form a Dinnuh Hafta Happen Commission.

       It is uncomfortable to me to see my blackened teeth in my hard won videos or remember the diseased abscess and swelling that Steve Tangney of Sound Mental Health presided over when putting Carrie enzyme in my food for the private prison of Chris Arnberg his secret classmate who military jacked my fiance back in Pittsburgh, but it certainly didn’t surprise me after all I have been through when Andrew Cho began joking about it with his psycho warriors in his pornography class.   There wasn’t just one deviant behind it.   

        The University of Pittsburgh (Pitt) and Carnegie Mellon University (CMU or Church-Military Union) where the Teamsters worked intimately with Hollywood, Reagan and Israel on the AIDS attack, have long made a running joke of me as a special student being taught the Nature of Reality (NOR).   They laugh that my model grandparents and distinguished father would be embarrassed by me if they knew what the Jews know about me and that my conduct is not all that exemplary.   They took particularly scornful delight in teaching me the meaning of a Fair Shake, while impinging a geopolitical doublecross as though it is a justified usurpation of the sensibilities in our society.  Using one facetious comment implanted with a nerve agent by an offending corporation that took me hostage for sex slavery in grade school, and running it through Jaime Carbonell’s mistranslation generator, they spread the resulting distortion far and wide, while killing hostages with their demand that I wear my inside out.

        The rabid Robert Fripp of King Crimson, much beloved to the authors of this plan, who sent them Her Majesty’s legal services as back up to protect their seance society, has at his disposal an army of actors and killers that are the disciplic succession of the hordes found in the films of D.W. Griffith, with exactly the same Confederate motivation, only a little bit twisted to include the Black good folks with a little something to protect, and in agreement, by solemn vow, on the subject of sin.  To be sure I couldn’t vie with them they disabled me as a child.

        I recall an argument over dinner with a colleague at CMU of Jaime Carbonell in brain mistranslation services.  The professional was named Ken Kutofsky (pronounced cut-off-ski)  He dwelled with modest self-regard over the issue of programming children with things they needed to know without consulting them or actually explaining.  I called it brainwashing and said that children needed to be persuaded, too.  He said firmly, I disagree with you.

         The plot by Trump and SONY’s Tive to gift Midori Goto, (I donohue killed my father) a game she firmly agreed to, as an ebony plate, to the good kind was a subset of a project of lifelong mania from The Royal Family in Britain working an Anglo-Asian alliance through Neva Pornographic Corporation who created the priceless forgery of Lew Lapham and John Shulman museum that Warhol planted and then thefted for the occasion by Smithsonian known as the Texas Schoolbook.   They natural selectioned me as a child from a branch of the Eisenhower community, reasoning, as Thos. Gordon did outloud, that if you humiliate the mind of an American keystone child you will force them all to switch allegiance.  Eisenhower had been hospitalized with a heart attack and when that happened these fair weather friends, Israel and Britain, had pounced on Suez.  He gathered himself back into britches and put a stop to them.  The ancient grudges of the Arabs have nothing on the British.  They forgive nothing and remember long.  

          The crime is far too cunning not to have been long planned.   The lifelong project itself is beyond the pussyball Ledger of the Midori Goto taliban plumbered by Biden and Kaballah Harris as mysterious gloved hands of Trump during the installation of Obama as override concerning AIDS, which is the weapon Greg Karl justified by his lisping about subjecting the persona to successive degradations of the X-motive, and which Fripp’s hospital orderlies chemically castrated me to dare me to  try and sell that I was investigating, just as they chased the hordes of Penis Gabriel’s peasant army into the streets to protest Biko as they murdered our grannies in the covid bomb, it was all planned deflection.   Beyond the pussyball dome is the plot to finish up at the Supreme Court with a prescribed kiss off in the style of Ruth Ginsberg’s Omen Movie final call to the innocent Carrie, a virtual damnation ordeal at the gates of death for Amy Barrett’s dehumanized robo-Christian flim-flam with Christian Emissary Bill Gates.   In 1994 they demonstrated for me both teleportation, too real holograms and brainwave sonar.  Notice that Clint Eastwood sent me a smoking gun on the eve of the deaths of some more Kennedys.

         Although infiltrated by militants this charming and cunning, most of the students at UW can’t think their way out of an Ethnic paper bag.  When Bobby Jindhal appears as the poster boy for NWAsianWeekly in Chinatown, sporting Ming Na Wen, a classmate and partner of the gang who pulled a reckless driving incident in Wilkinsburg, PA that could have killed black children, but managed only to give Tangney and Arnberg a fraudulent grievance about me for the elopement caper of Rosa for Penis Gabriel, the students at Tacoma CC cheer Cho.  When it turns out that Jindhal is defiant and against removing Confederate statues and the prodigee of David Duke, they yammer that does not compute, but it does, just as Cho and Wen’s using Midori Goto to recruit Black Lives Matter to the Green Party by parading Alpana’s seduction of the quah-thing while selling swastikas as an Ancient African Symbol for the Neva Corporation makes perfect sense as Two Virgins Pussyball covering for the AIDS attack in a strategy from Yoko Ono.

         Among those who made America soft on the plot were friends of John Shulman like the Dalai Lama.  Leslie Katz’s satire for Fripp about the nerve agent they implanted was given circus raves by Penis Gabriel on several records, particularly the one about Rosa, namesake of Clemente, whose royal titties held sway over Pittsburgh Penguins, so much so they used Roberto’s name for the rape of a deaf girl with Downs Syndrome, a fact Edgar Martinez might not want to run by Albert Pujols in his defense of Ichiro Suzuki.  Soft on Swami Scammo because of Leslie old Katz, her brainy favorite Tami Simon met with Dalai Lama, as did Gov. Gregoire and my own Honors Department faculty leader Patsy Williamson, after all Swami Scammo was promoting Obama over the AIDS attack evidence. Further investigation also shows that Angela of Pittsburgh of the MisterRogers’ church corner’s region where Katz and her cultural attach Michelle Lubin (Me Shall Lubin) would present themselves, a place called National Health and Nutrition, where an angry, Tim Kaine Reagan type old yogurt inspector accused me of having the wrong balance in the enzymes, also presented herself with hostility at Dalai Lama in Seattle.

        The British and Germans reasoned that the collective mind just wants revenge.  They invented a pendulum that swings back and forth between cultural contestants as they reduce.  They call the free smacks poetic justice and finalize their plan with the words of Temple area’s Black Muslim named Mishima who followed me home to the campus of Will Zell after a class with Seyyed Nasr to let me know that I am white because a deteriorating European and that in the next life, “you will be a hound.”

       Bill Gates agrees.  He’s making sure I keep muh mouff off Trump’s Wuhan Greta. 

In the war Operation Little Girl, Axis revenge for the atom bomb, the evidence showed clearly that Wattenmaker’s gang had frozen my brain shut in a King Crimson experiment. To confuse everyone and create an extension for the purse, the attackers highjinxed the discovery of serious crime targeting the son of Pitt’s Philosophy of Education Chair by counter-suing a scam about Lennon. All while packing violent demands for sex performance while licky chops museum authorities derisively pranced as psychiatrists while Penis Gabriel, the vanisher, intoned his favorite sayings with Bush and Gordon, “the best defense is a good offense,” “got to get in to get out,” and “the truth will set you free.” To prove they would never do that they raped my best friend and then ranted now you hafta prove you would nuh do it either by letting us castrate you, while calling themselves friends when poisoning me in the mouth.

The mouth poison announced the covid bomb after the AIDS bomb to those who would believe anything foreign that lied to their face because Amy Globalczar knows you; so you must do as they say to prove you aren’t one of them.