Google Groups no longer supports new Usenet posts or subscriptions. Historical content remains viewable.

Dismiss

Comedy In True USA Horror, Love Line 9 Page of Mobile Audit Club . .

2 views

Skip to first unread message

Saint Ram Bone

unread,

Apr 18, 2010, 1:40:12 PM4/18/10

Fear, murder, intimidation, NO HUMAN RIGHTS, thievery at high levels,
a
colonial style plantation in the South East USA and a war criminal
Holocaust
camp of forced medical procedures in the South West, per my tests as a
journalist and an auditor. What can be done?
Google search for Mobile Audit Club

http://www.angelfire.com/zine2/democracyordeath

for details on this increasing terrorism and holocaust sanctioned in
the
USA. These daily forewords notes are in HTML, feel free to copy the
code
to put in frontpage web to make the links easier and quicker to link
to.

Kurt Brown, alias Saint Ram Bone, evolving to ARD F-DIC Party
Clown.

The comments below can are delineated by the word "segment". It is
as of today April 18, 2010.

Love Line 9, Science and Comedy

<a href="index.html"> Link to Home Page 1 Mobile
Audit Club </a>

This page has Comedy and Science. Skip segments by doing a CTRL_F
or Find for "Segment"

Segment April 13, 2010:
BANK_examiner_FANTASIES_dreams_ARD_f-dic_PARTY_clown_COMEDYIn much
like the
Fight Club Movie genre, I picture myself in the position of the
character who was Brad
Pitt in the ARD F-DIC Party Clown scene and Sheriff Jack Tillman
formerly
Sheriff in the position of the man who was having the nervous break-
down.  
Snatch and I go back in reality to a time when he was used by the
federal
government to cover up an attack on my life and to set me up for
another, at least that is this American Holocaust Victim's take on
things since 2001. 
By men who I came to trust in government, but that trust was canceled
and they
said so.  Who can be Marla? Who can be Marla?  The search is
on. I have the clips, I think I know but I dare not say.
Scene:  Flying at several thousand feet somewhere over the
Pacific Rim,
the ARD FDIC Party Clown speaks to my new friend, Sheriff Jack Snatch,
the
Sheriff Possum.
ARD to Snatch: "Jack, I got you this job because I care about
you man. 
I really do.  I want you to work and me too.  We were both
used, me in
naivete and you the same.  We are a match.  Less naive maybe
on this
end, but you buttered my knife on 4-3-2001 by taking my gun permit
with the F-DIC
federal hoods daddies nod.  But I got you, and I got you good and
you deserved it. Time to grow up JACK, nothing is for free, only pain
and suffering, thanks to guys like you were.  You
got my back Jack now and I got yours.  You got my gun permit and
dos pistolas. 
Watch out, they were loaded.  I'm sorry the crown prince of
darkness took
your bullets at the gate.   If you ask me, I think one of
them wanted
to sniff your butt.   You look good Jack.
Snatch to ARD:  My butt hurts.  
Scene:  An elderly woman, a federal agent in the back seat
taps me on
the shoulder from behind.
Agent to ARD:  "Kurt, I can't find it?"
ARD: "You lost my F-dick role?
Agent: "Yes, someone must have put their hand in my pocket
pussy and taken
it this morning at the hotel when we were down by the pool."
ARD to Snatch:  "Snatch, did you complete your
kleptomania training and
why are you wiggling in the seat?
Agent to ARD: It's starting to smell like a Jack Snack role. An
organ grinder's monkey vapors must be seeping back here.
ARD to Agent: Snatch will be OKAY once the analgesics kick in that
I gave him. It's just a little flatulence. I'm a doctor you know, a
specialist. I think I know who stuffed my ARD F-DIC Role away.

Cut to scene: Snatch is thinking to himself very much like the
character on the movie Fight club who is cracking up also.
Snatch mono dialogue: "Kurt was always having me stuff things up my
rectum. I don't know why. It was all legal contraband in at least 13
states and the Pacific Rim had more loopholes than a Korean diplomat
for this multi-talented and bizarre individual who had come to haunt
me in 2001 for my own transgressions. He says I was led into a trap,
the sacrifice so the other animals could run free. In particular the
oil thieves of Mobile Bay buying natural gas and stealing oil, and the
kickbacks in construction and legal maneuvers of banking currencies,
and the whole thing with federal crime syndicates in every avenue of
vocation, f***ing the poor of the little city of Mobile Alabama and
much of the Earth like bovine diseased cattle."

"He told me it was all in his book he was creating, his website
too, Mobile Audit Club, with much of it cryptic on many levels. He re-
booted us I think. The dates, the numbers, the accidents, the tolls
paid. It was all so odd. He spun me around 360 degrees, 360 thousand
dollars I had to return from the coveted inmate food funds account on
4-3-2001. I worked hard to save that money, too hard, and nearly
starved some inmates they said. The federal syndicates attacked him
and a war broke out somewhere in 2001 and it is still waging, because
suddenly he was no longer an ex felon for a gun charge, but a high
level bank examiner again and he was my boss and he made me carry his
gun permit and the guns and a mop. He has his comedy things where he
was me be a space monkey for the organ grinder but it has really
created some sort of cosmic publicity and we have a contract coming,
perhaps, he says, who knows."

I was the shepherd I thought, but I was the sheep. He really
takes care of me but he is too grim and demanding and he conjures up
things, as if from the dead. Over all, he is just like me, hungry for
something. But he sees it. He looks for the dead. He looks for the
bizarre and the trap. That's how he catches people and those odd
things, those beings, like something from Hell, without flesh, but
there, and as dense as flint and as thin as air. But he does not
sleep like others. I noticed there is something that travels with
him. I don't ask any longer, I just do what he says and travel the
same work hours that he travels, sometimes 36 hour flights with small
stops to pick up tabs and pack my rectum.

He made me stand erect one time in front of the Treasury
Department in San Francisco and offer to let people have anal
intercourse with me if they could get me some per diem. It worked.
Double per diem, since I got no more pay than my retirement that he
had arranged in the first place on 4-3-2001. He was the most clever
person I knew, except that woman who came up to me and hugged me
once. She said her name was Kelly and she tracked celestial
movement. Kurt was stunned when he saw her in the distance. I think
he wants to meet her, but she might be one of those from the dead I
suspect he has in cue for special tasks.

Or maybe he is the one for the special task. He has nightmares and
he senses things during daylight, like an animal does, earthquakes in
advance, vibrations, flipped vehicles, assassination attempts, things
of that sort and he never plays the same songs on his guitar twice.
Science fiction is what I called it, strange. When the young woman
Kelly found me she said that Kurt and I were in the same hole. She
told me when I would die and what I owe him. I will have to work out
my time for free. When I told Kurt of Kelly, he said he knew her and
that she predicted her own death in Monroeville Alabama and that I was
liar and it was not Kelly. When I asked him when he was to die, he
said he was already dead as he could die. He was almost hit by a
falling meteorite on his birth date on the year she predicted his
death. He said he found a split in the phase shift. He wants to die
but as he put it, "Life is an expansive hole with no grounding, and in
that hole is a game of dodge ball, and you just can't quit. He was
like a child sometimes that would eat people alive. I was one of his
victims or benefactors but I like my job except continually having to
pack my rectum. His tote along he calls me, sometimes leaving a
string if it is a sausage or something. How embarassing it was coming
from Amsterdam when we took holiday and the dogs pulled me aside. No
diplomatic immunity on the East Coast for us he said".

To Be Continued.

Segment April 11, 2010:  comedy_
SHERIFF_snatch_POSSUM_monkey_ORGAN_grinder

I once came upon an organ grinders monkey

His possum like tail so taut and fluffy

I said who is that in my eye

Sheriff Jack Snatch The Fairy Possum Monkey Tit-Man

Organ Grinders Monkey?

His reply, " Tit for a Five "

Sheriff I Miss Snatch

Sheriff Jack Snatch the Fairy Possum Monkey picked up a crisp five

Sheriff I Miss Snatch Two Twenties

Sheriff Jack Snatch The Fairy Possum Organ Grinders Monkey Came
Alive

Three Hundred Sixty Degrees if he spins a dime

4-3-2-1 Tits Alive, Sheriff Jack Snatch Fairy Possum Tit-man Organ
Grinders
Monkey <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WeuWtYbjUY">(music
video Kiss Me Snatch The Sheriff Fairy Possum Organ Grinder Monkey</
a>. Give me back to back 360 turn, 720).

( A Personal Note to my new hire, Snatch. Snatch is a Sheriff, a
thief, and part of the USA law enforcement animal planet. The purpose
of an organ grinder's monkey is to collect funds so that the inmate in
the organ, the grinder, can eat. Watch the monkey closely as he is
your role model. Notice his smile. His "honesty". His humble
approach. Now duplicate for me in your position as wing man with
pistolas for me, the new USA government Treasury Department Bank
Examiner new hire again, a movie too. You keep your thief pay from
Mob AL and Fed Fav Son crew and I get 10 years of F-DIC Back Pay and
double per diem and an ARD F-DIC Party Clown first class flight
guarantee in the Pacific Rim. But I will work for no pay if the
double per diem and first class air faire are met and not recorded
per law.)

The ARD F-DIC Party Clowns goal is to create a farm of every vermin
known to man, and the mascot will be numbero uno, Sheriff Jack Snatch
the Fairy Possum Monkey Man with his 4-3-2-1 titties and that odd love
button of approximate size. Yes, sometimes I feel a bit like that
guy, from that movie, what his name, I will think of it, Beetle
Juice. Butts for now, let's listen to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/
watch?v=j1qKwVKor1k">Marilyn Manson's Organ Grinder Portrait of An
American Farm music video</a>. To all you children out there, I hate
all this hard coding. It is tough to ram a nail through his possum
monkey hand. Every time we hit it, we will say, "F*** ME Once In
Earnest" and repeat <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=9nEyDBxdH0A&feature=related">"F*** Me Frankly, Earnest Frank
Clown)" like Marilyn Manson (music video</a>). YOu got that Snatch?
Our lives are nightmares and all dreams are shared. You are the
beautiful Possum People with your Government Overlord and Southern
Hospitality. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=2AmM2FAaxb8">Beautiful People like Marilyn Manson</a>. But this time
you lost a tooth like the ARD F-DIC Party Clown, the F-DIC Bank
Examiner. Snatch will have a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=VQuKo3SevVA&NR=1">Tainted Love like Marilyn Manson (music video)</a>

Tit's alive

(This was a left over song lyric.  Horrid world we live
in.  I am
trying to contact the former Sheriff of Mobile Alabama for a possible
Star Quest
debut.  I got talent, you got lethargy or is it leather string?
See the chicken friar in the hallway playing in the dust bin with his
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cpWH-WQAAL0">big italian
monkey organ grinder. (music video)</a>

Sheriff Jack Snatch The Fairy Possum Monkey Tit-man, Sometimes you
know I have a Sweet Tooth for F-DIC-vin-dic-tive. Can you pass me a
Cray-fish Yon, I see the Queerest of the Queer lurking with Kurt in
this Sweet Carol to the F-DIC BOD, castrated or blue balled as Sweet
may leave Bee. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=cpsJMGPvp6Y&feature=player_embedded#">Youtube with a Sweet Carol and
the Queerest of the Queer pic.</a>

Because you know I always have a Sweet for the <a href="http://
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hqKaV-5zV9M&feature=related">Sweet Tooth </
a>in Sweet Carol, and her little dark birdie, "ARD Ne'er Mole, F-DIC
Hole" like Marilyn Manson (music video).

Sheriff Jack Snatch The Fairy Possum Monkey Tit-man sings, <a
href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cp0OKm1Qiik">"Tonight There's
Gonna Be A Jail Break", or I ain't Thin Lizzy.</a> He say, the table
gonna flip some day you son of a b-tch..

Segment April 8, 2010:
SCIENCE_invention_TIME_snap_DUST_weapon_CHIMERA_energized

On ideas of threats, fleeing them with my new device, with the
method to be forthcoming, and warfare and how the final dust cloud of
a chimera airborne nature
on any planet can be made to wipe out all living things touched upon.

I have often found it easier to digest the whole than the
bits.  I see
the facade of leadership on TV with a TV image looking down on two
politicians, as
if from Heaven, and I want to throw rocks through the government whore
house
windows, but I know it is a waste of stone and time.

For travel or quick disappearance, I envision the little blonde
with a twig of white, the size of a McDonalds
straw or smaller, and she gives it a bend and then click.  She is
gone, and
how.  That is always the puzzling thing, but did she leave or was
she just
transposed or transpired?

On Chimera based weapons the ugliest weapon in the world is one
that carries
characteristics of you, the human being.  It has likely been
developed to some extent, not perfected, but
often housed because there are no antidotes.  It is a suicide
weapon. 
It is really not that hard to manufacture.

In airborne fashion if coupled with a catalyst to give it energy,
it could be
made to sweep like a wind across the earth until equilibrium is
reached in the
troposphere.  The dust would house every variant of disease known
to man
and animal coupled together in a suspended life environment, a sort
of
hibernation until acted upon by organic life or water.  
With this
variant, you have the end of many kinds, except hiding man and
rodent. 
They do not get to live through the after effects unless the
infectious agents are
neutralized or de-energized.

The world of our weaponry is obsolete. The guns they carry are
almost funny. They encourage us to carry them so they can punish us.
I saw a child with a plastic one and I heard one of their future
handcuff handlers laugh. The one laughing is obsolete also.

I look at my life and I laugh. How absurd their design, sickening,
with chemicals injected into us, attacks in the streets and in
government, and the whole while, we know, life is a wreck in the
end.  
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MLp7YNTznE">Crazy Train
(music video)</a>.

Segment April 7, 2010: COMEDY_mobile_AUDIT_club_TRUE_facts

I have had a lot of fun with the comedy on this website, but it had
a
purpose, "publicity", publicizing primarily the world
holocaust but facts and
ideas, and sometimes just to entertain and publicize.

One of the more interesting things was my discussion on genetics
engineering
and my reflecting on it in history and in a modern context and looking
at some
of my own ancestry and genetics in my family.

I theorized on Chimera, or human animal hybrids of a very small
fraction from
animals, insects, or other living creatures.    Greeks
and
Egyptians were likely the first involved in it.   Also to
relieve any
human guilt, I am sure that all of the animal sexual transmitted
diseases that
man now carries were likely started back when man was still a very
sexually
excited ape who needed stress relief after being chased by man eaters
all day
and night.  Syphilis and AIDS and one other disease I know of
came from
animals.  Have you had it?  What is it called?

I digress.  When you do a Google Search for Mobile Audit Club
you find
many links.  One of them links to a news article on Chimera that
was a
publicity article to publicize the horrors of genetics engineering and
its
impact on immunology.  I have had extensive training in
immunology and
genetics engineering.  It is a horrid scenario that I envision
has already
being manifested, much worse than a nuclear bomb if left unchecked, or
if
unstoppable, which it may be.

<a href="http://www.google.com/#hl=en&q=Cicada+Mania+%C2%BB+Jar+Fly%2C
+Harvest+Fly%2C+Locust%2C+Dog+Day+cicadaPlease+remove+the+above+post%2C
+%234%2C+from+Mobile+Audit+Club&aq=&aqi=&aql=&oq=Cicada+Mania+%C2%BB
+Jar+Fly%2C+Harvest+Fly%2C+Locust%2C+Dog+Day+cicadaPlea">
Here is the google search item.  See the top article. 
Someone said my
post was not categorized right.  He was not the one born with
wings.</a>

Segment April 4, 2004:
COMEDY_jack_HEAVEN_hell_FAMILIAR_demons_ANGELS

Jack do you know what demons are?  They are angels that come
up from
Hell.  They are still children, they have not matured yet, so
they tend to
play like children.  Underdeveloped and over developed is how I
would
describe them.

Jack, do you know what angels are in motion?  They are a
flock, a flock
unto themselves, their own entity, undivided.

Jack, when I hear their Lieutenant I know someone is approaching or
passing. 
Why is that Jack?  Your TV is going and you do not hear them but
I do. 
Every time Jack.

I must have developed a conscience.  I would like to meet you
Jack. 
I want to discuss a body swap.  I have been attacked and harassed
lately
and I want to swap identities a bit.  Hell fun Jack.

I heard someone at a radio station locally was killed or silenced a
long time
ago.  We are almost dead now Jack.  The dieing say
"Buckle Up, Buckle
Up, Buckle Up."  In the distance is only the sound of
children Jack doing
what children do.

I know plenty of women Jack. They know what children do.

Jack,when we get there, don't go in that room Jack.  They say
the
children are getting itchy, or icky, whatever that means. <a
href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z5-1HoLM-aw&feature=related">IKO
IKO, meaning I knock you out, then I see you ah's on far.. Jacko.
Music Video</a>.

Segment April 4, 2010:
SONG_american_HOLOCAUST_video_WESTWOOD_federal_LOS_angeles_DROWNING_pool_BODIES

Ironies, I believe a song was written about myself and other
veterans at the
LA VA Westwood.  The song is from the band
<a href="http://www.wikio.com/video/drowning-pool---bodies-hit-
floor-156463">
Drowning Pool from 2001 is titled let the bodies hit the floor</
a>.

6 or more points of symbolism should strike the federal
government's money launderers
and international network of oil thieves, some in the USA today. 
I have
many who do not like me, I long ago accepted it as a matter of fate if
you are a
journalist and auditor of high finance and investigator  of
murder and
medical atrocities.  I ask pointed questions, that was a quote
from
journalism instructor when I first started this occupation.

The 6 or more points of symbolism in the song are:

The government leprosy sign, two fingers and a thumb up by the
singer in the
video in which you can see in my saintrambone video.

The tooth that was knocked out of the victims mouth who is in
restraints. I lost a tooth during the times of the trials and at one
time I was told that the Secret Service were my attornies and that
they were there to visit me while jailed by those who I once trusted.
Never again trust any government officials and beware of those of no
moral intellect.

The triangle which I drew in my audits and whose components
were  used to frame
myself and the singer shows it in hand sign.

First the Sheriff Jack Tillman foods fund thief and his set
up of
myself with federal approval on 4-3-2001 when he himself had stolen
360 thousand
dollars of inmate food funds in Mobile Alabama. He took my gun permit
for no reason other than to harass me. I gave it to him because I did
not want to be detained. I did not know they did forced injections at
that time. Not until 4-23-2001 in that most hated federal holocaust
camp, the federal facility in Los Angeles.

Then the FDIC position I was pushed from and my subsequent
investigation of a
sanctioned murder of the San Francisco FDIC regional director, who I
call the F-DIC
Head that got whacked.

Then the LA VA who were doing heart experiments on veterans
forcibly. 
The singer grabs his heart with his left hand in the way of the
invalids and
handicaps.

Then the forced injections on the victim in the video.  I
received
injections from two needles.  I may have been unconscious after
the first
injection.  I do not know.  You can not tell.  The drug
Verced is
one of those drugs that gives the holocaust victim a bout of
amnesia.  The
more modern drugs may have me in a coma right now.  You never
know. 
I am trained in medicine.  Not many accountants or cops can say
that.

The singer also sings up from 1 2 3 4.  I was charged with 4
operable
guns, two in a uhaul and two in the cab of the truck.  I put the
handguns there so
they would not be stolen from the U Haul trailer near the back. 
The other two guns were hunting
guns far removed from reach in the enclosed U-Haul trailer.  They
did not care.  They did not care
that I had been attacked and ignored by federal agents two months
earlier while
doing a FDIC murder investigation that had gone stale on the federal
war
criminal front in San Francisco. The lesson here is to always expect
no backup from federal officials when murder and large amounts of
money are involved, and expect entrapment, and with high technology, a
blow gun dart would seem more noticable.

They do things to frighten those they want out of the way or who
they want to rob of everything.  The USA is a syndicated mass of
hate
groups and war criminal profiteers.  If they try to kill
you  you have
no choice but to fight back or to flee.  IF they try to frighten
you and
put you in your cage or medical experiment or donor program, well,
what you do
in response or in testing in response is your call.  At least you
know half
of their game.

And finally, the search lights by the cops in the video amid 
the 
medical environment are like those at LA VA Westwood in Los Angeles,
except they
use headlights and ride around in the woods searching for campers and
homeless
veterans to abuse and rob.  The federal agent was likely Secret
Service or
FBI affiliated when they injected me.  I am after all, trying to
make a
mint off of their boss, the one who killed the Big F-DIC Head in San
Francisco
and who tortured me in the American Holocaust.

I, Kurt Brown, the best bank examiner the FDIC has ever
known, want
payment of 911 million dollars but will settle for 9.11 million and
assist the
president in stopping too many international bank loans and start
funding home
loans for the working class.  The federal government uses razzle
dazzle
techniques that are crippled by counter razzle dazzle
technigues.  For
instance, the 8 thousand dollar  first time home buyer refund
program was
made nullified by higher up front costs from the FHA for home
financing fees and
poor credit penalties.  They were going to give a home buyer a 8
thosand
dollar credit to be amortized over the life of the loan, so the
present value
was likely more like 3 thousand dollars.  The FHA was going to
charge 8
thousand in closing costs up front.  The present value would be 8
thousand
dollars.  So the total savings would not be a savings but a
closing cost of
5 thousands dollars in present value terms.  (8 minus 3).  I
digress.

I did not see that video because I was in chains in 2001, being
forcibly
injected.  I want to thank the video choreographer and the band
for the
acknowledgement.  Myself and the dead heart patient experiment
victims
thank you.

Segement April 1, 2010: 
DATES_bizarre_ODDITIES_now_FUTURE_past

Dates, dates, dates.  The month of April 2010 is an
interesting one, if
even nothing other than a shadow of reflections of Aprils of years
past and a
way to project outward to another time.  Time will tell.

On 4-3-2001.  A decisive date for me.  The date Sheriff
Jack
Tillman of Mobile Alabama took the bait by meeting me to block my
entry to
report food funds thievery at his jail and starvation of inmates. I
was going to try to report it to the closed and corrupted Mobile
Alabama City
Council meeting in front of Comcast Television Cameras. I do not
think it makes a difference now in 2010 as I have seen the truth,
layers of syndicates, some like apes, torn asunder with no remorse.
  I wore my suit and
brought my guitar.   Tillman demanded my gun permit in
retaliation or be
detained.  I had no gun but I gave the $25 gun permit to
him.  I was not there to
shoot him but to report starvation at his jail.  Nothing has
changed, because the jails feed on the inmates most likely. We live
in an age of technology warfare and our bodies are worth their pound
of meat and no more. 
The American Holocaust rings clearer than ever as our families are
decimated in
their targeted war against many of us.  Many of us are of long
term American
ancestry, over 200 or 500 years, and it means nothing, in equality of
law or in quality of life afforded to us. But then again, they expect
us to lay down in front of their advances and die, or just be pushed
aside. Trickery is their favorite, for some of them.

On 4-23-2001.  The first time I was every forcibly
injected. 
I was fleeing Alabama to Los Angeles and I was injected forcibly after
parking
my vehicle and U haul outside of the VA gates.   I believed
in the USA
then.  Now I do not believe in the Americas, and the world is
what it is I suppose, with changes always occurring.  I have run
many tests
since 2001.

On 4-20 to 4-22-2001, I was looking for a rental in Los Angeles so
that I
could seek work as an accountant and maybe do stand up comedy talking
about the
F-DIC.   I saw a man at an intersection have a heart
attack.  It
was a 4 way stop and he was to my right.  When we pulled up, he
started to
go but was having a heart attack.  He slammed into a 18 wheeler's
front
left headlight.  He put his car in reverse for a second or two,
and then
slammed into the 18 wheeler again.  I drove around him.  I
should have
stopped.  I did not know that a few days later I would be
detained at LA VA
Westwood federal facility and be forcibly injected and forced medical
procedures.  I did not know that the LA VA Westwood had been
reprimanded in
1999 and forced to stop all experiments, including forced heart
experiments. I did not know that people of the Treasury Department
could forcibly inject a former FDIC bank examiner who was also a
journalist. Secret Service is in the Treasury. They were on me like
flies in LA, injecting me and threatening me before court. The FBI
attacked me in Mobile for doing journalistic work. This third world
banana has split.

It was 4 months and 20 days to 9-11-2001, if you count the dates
from
4-23-2001 to 9-11-2001.  They are not our government.  They
are
temporary.  I believe God has spoken.

Now, what will we see the reflection from these dates from 2001 in
2010.  4-3-2010. 
4-23-2010.  9-11-2010.  (4-20 to 4-22).  Can we
calculate back,
hit these dates, and go forward in a logarithmic or other deviated
method in
approximation, in some multiple of three's?.  As Willie Wonka
says in his children fantasy of chocolates
and boredom, "Of course".

Looking back nine years at the lies, the lies of the truths of the
lies, you can bear it, but not around here. <a href="http://
www.wikio.com/video/drowning-pool---bodies-hit-floor-156463">Let The
Bodies Hit The Floor, and i was Drowning in a Pool of forced
injections liquids and the San Francisco F-DIC Head had been dead.
(music video)</a>

If the world is a cesspool and if it floods, the lone survivor is a
lone maggot.

Segment March 27, 2010:PHYSICS_theoretical_TRUTHS_hole

Let's pretend for a moment that things are not what they seem
because we have
not deduced the complexities involved in what we see.   For
instance,
a theory I wandered upon recently was the double hemispheres of
space.  We
know we are in a sort of shell in one hemisphere with a wall of
unexplained
behavior in matter and mass according to leading physicists and it is
the shape
of a loaf of bread due to striations, or what could be viewed as a
balloon with
wires effect, or a brain, in particular one half of a brain in our
half and I am hypothesizing one
half in another, or more.  We could be a 10th of the brain when I
see the
nitwits around me.  This is theoretical.

Now, if you deduce we are in one half of the brain, that means
there is
another half to completely act upon this half, if you consider the two
are
interconnected.  Now at what point would the brain need to stop
simulation
and allow things to happen for themselves is a matter of conjecture.
Or perhaps we are part of the neural network upon which the thoughts
and actions flow.

Of course, I, like apparently many others, were reared in a hostile
world,
always hostile if you consider the state of alleged wars and
aggressions by government officials and others,
especially those of the current day, and even the past.  
What would
be the purpose of this hostility if directed and choreograhed by the
greater
brain or being against ourselves? Now, if you consider the lessers
who are not in favor
with the overall framework from the greater sphere or spheres, then
one could conjecture that all efforts
would be put to good usage.

However due to my being forcibly injected, forced medical
procedures, knocked unconscious by those in power, I can know nothing
for certain, and therefore I like a trillion others await those who
put me there to die, even if a greater killing the lessers. The idea
of species may not be as insane as only the beginning of a greater
understanding. Let's see how much man can f-ck up before man meets
resistance. How much pain can an organ bear?

Like a jack  that spins at a tangent with zero resistance, the
interface
between the inner and the outer worlds require little work and could
be the
ultimate machine in energy conservation.  The absolute
temperature is 4
degrees above absolute zero in our known space in the universe,
therefore all energy is taken out except the smallest portion, and it
is concentrated in bubbles inside, oasis of heat. Our living cells
lose energy at 98.6 fahrenheit.

The people of the USA are becoming predatory on a lesser scale,
meaning petty
but deadly.  The government has become my terrorist for my
revealed truths
in the same way Galileo Galilei became terrorized by government for
his revealed
and irrefutable truths.

I like comedy due to my hardship.  I once owned a gun but the
government
taught me to use it.   They persecuted on that premise to
cover up the
fact that they were throwing a blanket over my career and myself
basically
beating me to death with chemical injections and psychological
torture, including
their alleged courts of justice, that are reminiscent of a sort of
psycho-daddy in robes in Hell. I prayed for a nuclear bomb to blow up
Airport Court in Los Angeles after I had been forcibly injected and
thrown to the worlves of that wretched place and their international
FDIC money laundering friends. I had been to another court prior near
a rail terminal in Los Angeles and I could have run, my bail was set
at one million dollars. The traffic looked deadly when I was given
the opportunity to run. But I was injected already, already dead in
my mind and to this date. That date was in 2001 not long before
9-11-2001. I was scheduled for release on 8-11-2001, and got out on
8-12-2001. There is no justice in America and the allies are not
always holding the rope at the top. Never go to Los Angeles. Never
serve their military. Never work as an accountant in their federal
government if you are a disabled veteran, and that was advice
given to me by another disabled veteran accountant before I worked at
the FDIC and my world into a tumble because of that employment and
subsequent journalistic work investigating a murder labeled suicide of
the San Francisco F-DIC head. I feel a bit like Inspector Clousea
from the Pink Panther. "Strange thin life, right pum."

The war has been waging against us, we are factionalized for
whatever reason or purpose it seems, the same old dog pack eat dog
pack. I was put in and kicked out of the FDIC. Now I count the days
till I see next Papillion, or prisoner, like myself, wearing his
Archimedes war outfit. Energy and conversation. Nothing tastes quite
as good quite as long. They devour our children in many cases and we
can not see.

Segment March 28, 2010:
COMEDY_snatch_TRANSFORMATION_sweet_CAROL_hole_DUG_by_ARD_f-
dic_PARTY_clown

I, in this comedy picture Sheriff Jack Snatch The Fairy Possum Till-
man after
his sex change alteration requested by his Satan, his God,
Hermaphrodite <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=7scfBO5nx0w">Grace Jones, Strange (music video)</a>. His penis now
inverted into a vagina and the duodenum portion of his
large intestine directed to his new vagina. I am after all, not only
a bank examiner, and a sad and quarantined American holocaust victim
and clown virtuoso on stringed instruments, but I am also a surgicial
specialist. Unfortunately I might have messed up and maybe it was the
ilium I should have connected or the Jejunum I should have routed into
the penis vagina. <a href="http://images.google.com/images?
hl=en&gbv=2&tbs=isch%3A1&sa=1&q=duodenum+jejunum+ilium
+&btnG=Search&aq=f&aqi=&aql=&oq=&gs_rfai=&start=0">(Duodenum Image
link)</a> I think I went to far in trimming, but we can salvage it
Jack Snatch. You will be humped over a bit, some-what thirsty, and
the good side is you won't be walking and for anti-biotics you get
Sweet Carol Sweet Tarts. Snatch and ARD F-DIC Clown will be riding in
style. I am also a junk man. Snatch and I, like <a href="http://
www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1WnyrUB0h4">Missing Persons, Nobody Walks IN
LA (music video)</a>, will be doing stand up and music. That is my ARD
FDIC Party Clown animal dream.

Now Snatch is a sort of bird man, with the squirts, and his anus
is a dead-end blank hole with no real meaning, a true A-Hole, a spare
O-hole perhaps, this is theoretical of course because this is a test
and I want to take him down under to see if he can mate with a pre-
historic creature of some sort.

Snatch will
be down in the large crack in the Earth. ARD F-DIC  Sweet Carol
mentioned to me at
the FDIC not long after 1/1/2000, she said, "It looks you have dug
yourself a hole you can not get out of", but she was wrong. Snatch
will say to me as I hold my dog Bow Bone, a Yorkshire Terrier and I
look down in to the deep crack, as I wear my ARD F-DIC Party Clown
Outfit, I will hear "Kurt, can you send me some Satan down here
in the crack for Jack.".  
 
That is his code for water. Sometimes he gets fire, sometimes ice. I
will reply to Bow-Bone, "Jack is in the crack, your kids ain't coming
back."

I will sit back and sing this song to Snatch. I am the Jack of all
trades but a Jack of none. I like a Vega, a <a href="http://
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZyxYL753w4">Susan Vega, Luka</a> on the
second floor.

That was the same thing I told Snatch's real counter part, Sheriff
Jack Tillman of Mobile Alabama at high noon on 4-3-2001 at the gate of
the closed government controlled by apparent apparent federal men who
apparently see us as their enemies, or subjugated. I am talking about
the people I know, or most of us that are kicked down and pushed out.
They use us too. In more ways than you can imagine in heaven or
hell. At what point is it too late? Before or after military
service?
Before birth on this planet perhaps? Who knows.

Satan is crunching his balls using Snatch to try to lure
me out of purgatory so I can be snatched.  I will not answer and
just say to myself, "You people are mean."

Jack, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P6CunFiE0Cs">Words,
Missing
Persons</a>, can you hear me? do you care?

Segment March 26, 2010:
COMEDY_snatch_TRANS-SEXUAL_sheriff_POSSUM_and_ARD_f-
dic_CLOWN_worlds_GREATEST_bank_EXAMINER

I am so sick from forced injections and stress after attacks and
harassment. 
The clues are the wind they say, winds of change.  I think
not. 
Things are always the same, as staid as moss on ancient shipwrecks,
back and
forth in the wind.  So I will finish my sonnet to Sheriff Jack
Snatch The
Fairy Possum Till-man when he is in the bedroom of the alleged Satan,
a man or
woman who looks like the illustrous Grace Jones in her younger
days.  The
door was through the ARD F-DIC Party Clown's house.

Scene: Snatch is in the bedroom with his new bride and groom, the
hermaphrodite chimera, Satan him her self.  I will just call him
Grace
instead of Satan.

Dialogue Grace, "Snatch, how is your poo-say?"

Grace slides three long fingers into the exit hole of where his poo-
say
hides.   Snatch holds his hands upward like a possum and his
teeth are
like a bizarre sort of rodent, but big, like a rabbit possum rodent.
Grace says, "Because you are an Alabama Sheriff, you likely are a fan
of Bear Bryant. Correct? You look like a good mate for a <a
href="http://images.google.com/images?um=1&hl=en&tbs=isch
%3A1&sa=1&q=images+largest+rodent
+australia&aq=f&aqi=&aql=&oq=&gs_rfai=&start=0">capybara</a> as soon
as you have Senor Bow Bone's Yorkshire Terrier puppies. You will need
a new set of ovaries, a synthetic using your testes in the freezer as
a hybrid. Poo-say." "I bet you are a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/
watch?v=DKtTGvmSHEI">Heartbreaker, Rolling Stones.</a>" (music video)

Snatch jumps up and replies as he spits through his large teeth,
"That's a
man-hole, that's not a woman hole".

Snatch's competition, Dande-Lion  says, "The possum hole
stinks, it's
got a poot in it."

Grace "I can't believe they cross weaved the water hole and
the poot hole? 
He'll be as useless as a stool pigeon."  "Birdshit
everywhere.  Who put the
poot in it?  Ameteurs."

Segment March 25, 2010:  AMERICAN_holocaust_2001_to_2010_

After being injected and tortured and jailed and exiled and
attacked after FDIC employment, from 2001 to this day in 2010 all
because I was vocal on
the crime syndicates of the FDIC and the murder of the top regional
director on
the West Coast in San Francisco and numerous other crimes in
government
including outright thievery and starvation of people by government
officials to
forced medical experiments on children and veterans, I am not well
liked by
government officials and they use their law enforcement, their hate
groups, and
their syndicates like attack dogs.   I am not welcome in
Pensacola Florida by some of their governmentally paid terrorists it
seems. 
I do not  really care.  The world is a big place.  I am
like the
hawk that comes in and the ravens start to swoop me because I stir
things up. I made a mistake in a real estate deal and made noise
about it and then I was attacked. Same old thing but less money for
the general public than some of my other conquests. I did do an
analysis of home loans and the FHA and it appears the banks are being
swayed to the large apartment builders and not home
owners.

Some of those in government inject us forcibly.  But they are
more
insidious, less obvious  in places like Mobile Alabama, Baldwin
County
Alabama, and Pensacola Florida.  A law enforcement official most
obviously
due to his butter fat who has been harassing me,  may be from the
more Nazi
like enclave of Lillian Alabama and those points to the hate groups
of
Montgomery and Berlin and D.C.  Of course, Uncle Tom has a pay
check and a
vendetta in some circles and dos hombres are always looking to make
extra deniro,
and the good ole boys, hell, they hate everybody but kin and look to
steal and
kill cause that's what the government lets them do down there in
Pensacola to
Mobile, and the wealthy side of the Jewish family in the legal suits
only have
two things in mind, their money and their safety.

Los Angeles is best avoided completely in Westwood near the
federal
facility.  They do forced injections and forced experiments and
rob people
legally.  Their kind has no remorse..  I do not know if
there is an
escape because the exits are sealed by those who are paid to be on the
attack. 
Among those who attack , including former terrorist Sheriff Jack
Tillman of Mob
AL, and the left behind federal protectorate of war criminals, and
those who may
be associated with his subsequent replacement, including the paid off
Sheriff's
departments to the East and West.

For you would be social engineers and opportunists, the area has a
lot energy
that can be used to move the negative portions out of alignment
correctly and
maybe realign for more fruitful endeavor and invention.  Hate has
its own
motor and the USA has been driven by it as evidenced by the wall
around our
people and the abuse of us.  I built a publicity campaign around
people's hate and
their love I suppose, the Queerest of the Queer painting and a
publicity campaign
on sanctioned murder of the F-DIC Head in San Francisco and the attack
on me, a
bank examiner with a journalists degree and medical training and
experience handling firearms due to military
training.    Our poverty lays us
down in front of them.  Our ignorance let us trust
them.

Never use the governmental programs if you can avoid them. 
You are
likely better off feral, but the USA is now nonsense.  I am sick
from the
injections and stress and poisoning and blacklisting of employment, so
I am out
of the game, and really would not mind a barrage of bullets if it hit
the spot.  Their mass media voice is like one person with an
objective,
global subjugation.

I do see the occasional glimmer of those who
acknowledge greater war crimes not mentioned on their mass
media.  I
recommend that news people who know of Mobile Audit Club wear a black
crow as a
mask and say something about Sweet Carol, Sheriff Snatch, or 
Mobile Audit
Club, or be creative and make me feel gay in the Queerest of the Queer
contest. 
You are welcome to bring your grandchildren.  No genitalia will
be exposed
unless Granny's butt cheek pops out like Sweet Carol cellulite.

The problem with Sheriff's departments is that many are not
educated or
traveled.  Many do not know what is material.  Many young
nurses do
not know that they do not have to inject the innocent and compliant
who say they
do not want to be injected forcibly.  After all our bodies are
the only
thing material to us if we are destitute and poor.  And for that,
we should
fight them to the death.  I mean it and I regret ever coming into
contact
with any federal government agency, including the VA.   I
looked at a
picture of myself and I wondered if they had done something to me
in 
military training.  You never know.  I must have been insane
to join
the US Navy.  Now the government just seems to send out person
after person
to attack or harass me.  I did not know at that time that they
were crime
syndicated and with vendettas for our family
members.    I would
like to get the top dogs and explain what is most material from a bank
examiners
perspective and a human being's perspective.

Segment March 24, 2010: COMEDY_ard_F-DIC_party_CLOWN_random

1) I recently moved into the Pensacola Florida area.  My
realtor who
sold me the home with a strange Russian accent and a Prague for a
husband who
allegedly hailed from Orange County California and who repaired things
on the
cuff told me that the Perdido Bay area was full of mullet, which is a
scum
sucking top feeder if you can dig that.  It was obvious though
that there
were two porpoise which would swim by and that was nice.

Then the pollution rolled in.  Less than a year later. 
13 million
gallons a day of treated sewerage.  The porpoises disappeared,
some say
they were found dead, and every time the wind blew it looked like soap
formed on
the top of the immense bay.   I will talk about it because I
am
abandoning ship. I have heard of the Bay of Fundi, but not the Bay of
Fungi, as that was that lieing harlot and her playboy number 2 here in
the USA did not tell me. They also did not tell me the prior owner
was shot in the home in a robbery and his safe was taken. I can not
see well due to being partially blinded while in exile so I just saw
the blood stains throughout the house as a fungi.

The Chase bank acts like the bone breakers of New York when I
mention walking out. I bought the house from a bank in Pensacola and
they sold the loan. The house of cards is a stack of shit in the USA
and the bowel is Perdido Bay. Of course what pops out of nearby
Mobile Bay is twisted liver riddled with all kinds of shit and they
line up daily to eat it. If you eat a Joe Patti's Raw Oysters in
Pensacola, you shit an Oyster Patti, so what else is new, except it
lasts for three to four weeks. You rear hatch is breaking wind and
your stomach swells up like a government worker who stakes out my
place and eats that junk food nearby.

Like a Romaniote Jew jumping from the slave vessel, I wave
goodbye to
my sinking captor who let me by.   The bank can have the
house at a
good deal, for free and the VA can go lie on someone elses medical
records. 
I would rather die away from those in power in the USA.  They
can't be
trusted.  A Treasury Department Secret Service agent told me
that. 
The war has escalated and we are being hit when we do not know it. But
I am not
any thing, only a clown who believed in lies.    I will
have no
pot to piss in, but at least the vessel tender can sink his own rotten
sinking
boat.  I tried to bail us out el capitan I will wave with my pink
hanky and
a dagger to jab in it's eye on the way out if it tries to capture me
again with
needles.

2)  I started a publicity campaign long ago called the
Queerest of the
Queer.  I named it that because a San Francisco FDIC manager was
shot dead
and labeled suicide by a group of assassins who did not care in the
government. 
Big money was at stake.

I drew a multi layered painting and contacted fags everywhere and
financial
people and medical people and told them of my bizarre two layer
painting and how
it was representative of the blood and death on the bottom layer, and
on the
top, the sunny side of Balboa Street at the water front.

I did all sorts of things, but my best was to use the hate that is
kindled in
the inbred and intolerant sect to fuel the publicity on the
painting.  The
ignorant will often ridicule the homosexuals so that they appear above
them,
because often those homos are higher level workers or business
owners.   
And they have the stereo type of the homosexual as being
effeminate.   
They should have had hitched a ride and had a drink with the macho
side of Randy
Kraft, a serial killer who appeared like a normal guy, gay, but not
flaming and
not obvious.    He poisoned the liquor in the same way
the
Pensacola Police or the FBI or some hate group poisoned my water
yesterday. 
I am used to it.  I want to die.

Yes, I feel sick from stress.  I will leave the USA.  I
hope the
war criminals are executed for their war crimes around the
globe.  I would
name it the bloody F-DIC Clown Day.  Kind of like Memorial Day,
but more
modern, with pink ribbons and covers of darkness.

Segment March 22, 2010:
COMEDY_fight_CLUB_sheriff_TILL-MAN_versus_AUDITOR_clown

I really liked the movie Fight Club in some sense, very cutting
edge social
frustration was portrayed in a drama.   It had its funny
side. 
The part played by myself in this clip is in some sense more like
Tyler Durdin, a man who has
cut loose from the grid and all of its nipples.  I have evolved
from Kurt
Brown--Saint Ram Bone, to the ARD F-DIC Party Clown.   
I see the former
Sheriff Jack Snatch The Fairy Possum Till-man of Mob AL is in the
seat next to me on an airline and he is in a sense the brainwashed
super ego I had to extract from his shell to speak with
him.   I learned a new method through my
hardship and invention.  Creative destruction where a gumball
pops out. 
I wax, I buff, I do all the things to keep what I see as God's ship
clean. 
At least that is my job as an auditor, scientist, writer, social and
governmental commentator, and provaceteur.  I missed a few spots
in my own life but the
music has changed. (<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=SQ8imPmQ0js&NR=1">Fight Club movie link</a> with two characters
similar to Jack and Myself.)

Scene: Snatch, the out of work true to life Sheriff, and the Clown,
myself
the out of work auditor turned investigative journalist and paid
recipient of IU
F-DIC Clown fees, are on  a plane..

Clown to Snatch "Hi, I'm the ARD F-DIC Party Clown, who might
you be?"

Snatch to Clown, "What are you doing talking to me.  I
hate you.  I
was to receive 360 thousand of retirement fees."

Clown   "But the money was stolen Snatch. 
Look, I got you
double the retirement of that mean ass paralyzed veteran up there in
handy man
row.    I did not mean to but there it is, Jack, you
got twice
what he gets and you got it earlier in life than you would have if you
would
have run for the Sheriff office again.  Don't you think you owe
me a gratitude of
apology?"

Snatch  "I owe you nothing"

Clown "Look Snatch I realize you have a nice home.  I was
attacked again
and I had to let mine go back to the bank. I couldn't sleep in the
home.   I don't know what happened but they
sealed the house when I left the country a year ago.  I'm heading
back, and, I need a place to
stay Snatch."

Snatch "Never in Hell will I let you stay at my house."

Clown  "But Snatch you know I know what some top federal
people are
doing to stack the cards.  There has been some real game
play.  Some
real death down shit going on Jack.  They are twisting the cord
and pulling
us off, if you know what I mean."

Snatch  "No, I don't know what you mean."

Clown "Snatch they knew they could jettison you for the money
they allowed you to steal and put in the account. Thievery and
embezzlement is a common offense Jack. That is
why it was there, for you to, 'Snatch'.  It was a way to dispense
of you if their asses caught on
fire.  Look Jack, the attornies who keep the side accounts going
are
ripping off the city, and the whole while their courthouses should
make a postage stamp of themselves
with a whorehouse for a judge's chambers.  They are f-cking in
the closets Jack, in more ways than one. 
Come on.  The government is infected and you caught a little
disease. 
Greed among humanity and they taught you Snatch.  They taught you
to fall
in the hole like a bad contended in a death match of boxing. 
Idiots, we both are Jack,
but we both got retirement.  You got twice what me and the
paralyzed
veteran got Jack. I don't even have health insurance because they
have me us the VA Jack. They did an experiment on me Jack. I will
show you how I found out later.  Look, let's make a deal.  I
pay you rent of say,
300 dollars a month, I stay off of your wife and mistress, and you
match those
funds and give it to the veteran up there in the wheelchair
Jack.  He's mean, you know what I
mean.  He needs to get nice, to know we care.  I pay and you
match. 
I will only take up a room or three Jack.  I have family, you
know, family.
We have been tampered with and are being tampered with Jack, I know
it.  "

Snatch "Home boy, you are screwed.  There is a US
Marshall on this
flight trained in terrorist removal technigues. "

Clown "Yeah, we know Jack, you see this explosive strip here,
these bottle
caps.  Someone allegedly taped some to some luggage, maybe yours
Jack. nbsp; There was
some question whether you were the terrorist.  I was speaking to
the
Marshall a moment ago and I told him what my specialist was as a
journalist and
that I was fully aware of the type of man you are.  Do you have
more explosives
around and are those caps your triggers?"

Snatch "Get away from me."

Clown  "Snatch, I got a picture of your estate off the
FBI database. 
We will get along fine.  Do you want to go through another audit
Jack.  I
contacted the Chinese you know.  This time I started in Hong Kong
Jack. 
It took a Long time to get back to San Francisco and Atlanta
Jack.  We are
Home Free in Allah-Bama.  "

After that, Snatch  and I moved in.  I hope to talk
Snatch in to doing a
comedy series with me.

In one scene I see myself atop a hunting truck on his estate with
night spotlight hunting the game, Snatch The Fairy Possum, as Snatch
moves throught the Sweet Carol sugar cane patch.

In another episode I want him as my possum bitch and I will be the
ARD
F-DIC Party Clown Possum Pimp.  Jack, I got some news you can
use. 
Look up, look down, look all around.  When we get home, I am
going to pick
me some strings with a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=b91k3PP5hTA">357,
Down That Lonesome Road.</a>

Segment March 22, 2010:
FORCED_injections_INCREASING_war_CRIMINAL_regime_TACTICS_over_THROW

<a href="http://foxyurl.com/uJD">In Nashville it appears that the
government
now injects people forcibly</a> instead of tasing them.  I was
injected
forcibly in Los Angeles and in Flagstaff, 2001 and 2004. I was
compliant with their demands. I resisted in 2004 to some extent. The
next time, if it should happen to me, I will just consider it an
attack of war and respond accordingly.

Our bodies belong to ourselves. We are not their slaves nor their
lessers. Because I was injected like someone being raped, of course I
want the sick bastard calling the shots to be eliminated. They are at
an offset, not easy to see. That is the nature of warfare.

I am an
investigative journalist and I have a speech impediment in which I
speak quickly
sometimes to overcome the tendency to stutter. They lied in Los
Angeles, the federal people. The same goes for Flagstaff at the
hospital there. Never trust them. They robbed me, both of them. I
hope they are robbed as well and their health ruined as much.

I encourage people to run for their lives if they or IT is going to
forcibly
inject you.  I recommend that if you are about to be taken to
consider
suicide bombing yourself if you can or killing yourself. It seems
harsh but you can not believe what all they can do to you behind
closed doors and when unconscious.

I have been injected and tortured and beat down
repeatedly.  I would have preferred death.  I should never
have
dropped my guard for any government agency. It is my prayer that those
who are attacking me in the past and present are eliminated
before my death so that I can rest in my grave knowing that my kin
will not be
attacked by the war criminals with their needles and corrupt courts in
the USA or elsewhere. 
Never trust the USA governments nor their allies.  Their
controller is a
demon to us.  We are nothing to their leaders.  Therefore
they should be nothing to
us.  That is why they are considered an IT around the globe and
into space. We do not have leaders who represent us. Never trust the
regime. Try to trust each other. They will try to take that away.
They want you running solo. An easy target.

Segment March 21, 2010: 
COMEDY_post-op_TRANSEXUAL_hell_DEVIL_ms?_JONES_snatch_N_sweet

I tend to pick on certain people from my past employment and saga
and
downfall and rise.  It is nothing personal, it is just that I
know them in
a way and there is either vendetta and or regret at play, of that I am
certain.

Having seen a small but adequate sample of women in their nakedness
in
various parts of the nation, I know that some women may appear a
little more
masculine than others.  One thing many San Francisco Bay Area men
are aware
of is post-op transexuals.  I do not stand in judgment of anyone
in the
matter, but I am far too squeamish to venture down that highway if I
am aware of
it.   There is a way to tell in a
<a href="http://ai.eecs.umich.edu/people/conway/TS/
SRSlink.html">surgical
procedure. (To view, press the Enter Button at the bottom of the
linked page.)</a> 
Of course some men do not mind and I am sure everyone can find a Mr.
Wright out
there some where.  No offense to anyone, right Wright. You must
have<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=oaYvzb8WcDU&feature=related">
Sympathy For The Devil, when he has Rolling Stones.</a>

I imagined Sheriff Jack Snatch the Fairy Possum and F-DIC's Sweet
Carol at
the house of the Devil post-op(?) Transsexual, Grace Jones.  She
has such a
masculine and feminine Brazilian black ass with all of that muscle
tissue.  But I tell
you, you just can't tell and you may not want to miss the ride, but
then again. 
Something strange this way comes?

The Devil Ms.(?) Jones will rectal exam Jack and   say,
Jack, you
maggot.  Your pooh-say is not even wet and you have been up all
night. Your lips are all puckered up. IT's time you get your sex
change. 
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o2EnAmIRhMg">Grace Jones La
Vie En Rose.</a> And of course, like the praying mantis, The Devil
Ms. Jones dances with the half dead as at the end of this <a
href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=6EdB6UfVADg&feature=related">Grace Jones Ultimates video clip.</a>

Segment March 20,
2010:SCIENCE_mind_CONTROL_invasion_SPACE_bacteria_HERTZ_stunning_QUALITY_enhancement_THINGS_to_LOOK_for

In thinking of weapons of war and how they relate to bacteria, I
remember
bacterial colonies that spread through other bacteria on petri dishes
in medical
laboratory training.

The weapon of mind control could be had in a similar fashion and it
has
likely already been done due to its simplicity.   If you
have a one
foci outpouring of a captured scene from the mind of a larger
overpowering sort
of mind, the entire world could be harnessed.  There is a gun
that pulses a
hertz similar to the human mind, stunning it.    After
all it is
some times easier to eat the Earth in circumference than to devour it
like a
maggot on the surface, a victim of invading armies of people or
machines or just
an over riding concept to encompass the Earth.

I look sometimes now and laugh at the insanity of a brutal
primitive empire
called man captured on the rock surface while some likely scoot around
in space
like larvae nearby.

So many weapons and I have heard the whimpering sound of
death.  My
father told me to be an attorney and not an accountant.  They
would have
likely laid a trap or killed me in due time.  Seattle Banking
Frauds
Prosecutor Robert Crane Wales's widows and business partners and
acquaintances are allowed to buy my home.  I went
there once to Washington state looking at real estate and sight-seeing
and saw a
woman crying on the interstate in a Mercedes.  What coincidence?
Made me think of that. Money and law leave you dead very often. Hate
groups and money are the devil's bread and butter.

I recommend creative engineering.  Finance and law
professionals end up
with a bullet in their head or their reputations and career and health
ruined.  
You can bounce around much easier also from nation to nation if 
you are a
highly trained technologically creative sort.  But do not let
them harness
you.  Your technology blows up in your face, like the alleged
Oppenheimer. 
They said he went communist.  I say he disappeared if he ever
existed.  Communism is
racketeering and any mathematician knows that capitalism in the modern
era is
racketeering for those with monopolies and economies of scale.

Its a game of scythes for some.  They like they way it makes
them or IT
feel.  IT is the over riding consciousness of any society. 
Some are
rabid packs of dogs, some avenging angels, always a thundering
roar.  Some
things never chance, hence same ole shit or "SOS". <a
href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-io-kZKl_BI&NR=1">Same As It Ever
Was, Talking Heads.</a>

Segment March 15, 2010:
COMEDY_OPPENHEIMER_base_DROP_kurt_BROWN_dirt_BROWN_ard_F_DIC_party_GROUND_clown

For comedy's sake, I always like to bring in those who were
instrumental in
my fall from my traditional lines of work and my capture of them as
living proof
of corruption unstoppable.

Scene:  Former Sheriff Jack Tillman of Mob AL is having a
conference
with Kurt Brown, alias Saint Ram Bone who evolved to the ARD F-DIC
Party Clown

Myself to Tillman who is also known in some all likenesses but not
his
exclusive trademark as Snatch The Fairy Possum.

"You know Jack, I was dating J<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/
wiki/J._Robert_Oppenheimer#The_Chevalier_incident">ulius
Robert Oppenheimer</a>'s daughter not too long ago. I do not know how
they did it, how she was still so young. Her father thought she would
be safer in the future and not to dabble in physics as he did. Her
other sister did however.   It is rather difficult
to explain Jack, you see, sometimes I have to be there and not be
there.  A
nuclear bomb that went off in Hiroshima had a trigger that had been
untested. 
I had to be there to pick it up if it did not detonate. Jack, do you
know why I
wanted to be there?"

Jack, "No, why?"

Myself, "Because either way it is open.  The
door."  "The strangest
thing Jack is that I met Oppenheimer's daughter.  She must have
looked me
up.  That is all I can explain.  She said she was
Oppenheimers
daughter.  It did not add up, but neither do I, not
really"  "Why am I
am like I am Jack, and why are you like you and they like they, Jack?
"
"Primitives and punished and punishing?".  "My ear
Jack, they smacked me
up" "That's what I hear" "I'm scarred
Jack."  "Jack, I miss Oppenheimers
daughter.  She was poor Jack.  No money through the portal I
suppose
Jack, or maybe not much for me, for us."

Jack, let's play some music. 
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNa551dR6Rc">Pink Floyd's Pig
music
video.</a>  Is it bloody water or is it muddy water, Jack? 
It's a
countdown baby.  Counting round and round too. 
4-3-2001. 
Remember that day Jack.  Who handed you pencil Jack, the right
for they to
take over the government?  Was it something out of the book or
something
out of Korea or perhaps D.C.?  Jack, I'm holding two fingers and
you know
what I want to sing.  Sweet Carol Lodi.  Sing it for me
Jack, put it
on the web.  God will love you for it.  Met too.  360
degrees
Jack.  360 thousand dollars or is it Four-score. Jack.  Is
it insane
to be sweet?

Segment March 1, 2010:
FINAL_wish_TECHNOLOGY_genetics_SUFFERING_lower_CASTE_humans_ABUSED_tally_DEATH_suffering

Many years ago, I believe the USA government was taken over
by  a
foreign power or a private power.  High technology allowed this
take over
of likely most of the Earth.   I have discussed how this is
done but
it is speculation based on my current knowledge of the sciences and
in
particular genetics engineering and theoretical
physics.    The
reason I mention a private power in the nation may be responsible for
the
harnessing, murder, and degradation of an entire population to benefit
a few 
is that there some people in the USA and every nation who will steal
and kill
from within the groups in their nations.  They beat me back from
government
like a terrorist.  I am terrorized very often since becoming and
investigative journalist and trying to tear down their evil empire to
remove
their angelic facade.

We are twenty years behind at least in all technologies and new
ones that
have emerged.  We are as captive as Indians in a reservation to
Europeans
with guns and cannons.    The one thing the Indian
would do, was
kill their own families to stop the Europeans from harming them. 
An
Israeli leader did the same thing in ancient times to an ancient city
that was
under siege by Romans.

It is belief that many of our leaders and others are or can be
controlled
through technologies.  I too may simply be typing into a void of
sorts, a
non meaning moving of my fingers and mind, as I am used by my enemies
over me.

I have much post traumatic stress.  I have nightmares of the
attacks and
the being called in my federal officials such as what they did in Los
Angeles
and Mobile.  I awaken at night very often and hear sirens, and at
the same
time I hear the new cast that a nuclear bomb has gone off.  I
once feared
this as a child due to the training that we Americans were under
attack by the
enemy and we had to prepare.  They were speaking of the
USSR.   I
see no difference in the USA governments.

You can integrate into the human Central Nervous System, brain and
spinal
chord, an overlay or integration that may more easy control of the
lesser
organism, the human.  You can also take control of the human mind
if you
have the right equipment and knowledge.

Was Lyndon Johnson controlled by someone else?  Is that why
Vietnam
lasted so long and we Americans were forced to have our young people
volunteer
to go to this alleged war location.  The threat of communism is
what they
claimed.  Communism is a racketeering movement.  But so is
capitalism
when you have economies of scale, such as Wal Mart and Shell Oil
enjoy.   
The only advantage to capitalism is that it spurs creativity and
innovation due
to high financial reward.    However, when that
technology is
used against us, we would be better to sit down and take our families
lives,
just as many people do in hardship.

The irony of this type of silent takeover is that it is like a
mosquito bite
that carries malaria.  You do not know you have been bitten
usually until
you have malarial symptoms.

Who is in control of the USA and much of the Earth?  Why do
they abuse
us?  Why is it allowed by those in their employ?

I once spoke with a medical student about forced injections. 
I hate
those because so much can be in the needles and the government and
hospitals
lie.   In addition, if you are knocked unconscious, and if
you are in
the hands of a sociopath, you are better off dead.

I am older now, having forgotten the dreams of youth.   I
do not
mind a nuclear blast but I do hope that total death is quick for all
of my loved
ones and cherished ones.   I do believe that you can create
a nuclear
type of blast without radiation.  I do believe you can treat
Parkinson's
disease without creating a human-animal variant of chimera to be
killed and his
or her juices extracted.

I know that God sees what is going on.   Imagine, if you
had a room
full of people, or a stadium, and you turned on a blender.  This
is the
fate of modern chimera.  I mention this because I wonder if God
keeps
score.   I once smelled an abortion doctor and he had an
odor. 
Maybe he had gas.  Maybe he was not the abortion doctor.

I am tired of being attacked and harassed.  God's people are
not in
power over the federal government in Mobile Alabama nor Pensacola
Florida nor
Los Angeles California nor Flagstaff Arizona.   I wonder
about the
EEOC in San Francisco and the Treasury and the FDIC.  For the
most part,
the San Francisco bay area does have a slightly different feel. 
Many seem
to have more compassion.  However, the indifference always leaks
in because
the refugees and beggars outnumber the residents in some place, even
in the San
Francisco Bay area.

We are a harnessed species.  My time is likely limited. 
My enemies
have had me under needles forcibly.   It is my prayer hope
and wish
that if this city or nation  tries to abuse my grandchildren as
they have
me, that they are spared suffering in life and in pain, and that is in
the
darkness or the light, death or life.

Segment February 23, 2010:
KELLY_monroe_ALABAMA_astrologer_DEAD_predictions_PARADOX_truths_FAINT_celestial_WHISPERS_racial_INDIFFERENCE

Ask yourself, if you were shipwrecked on an island, and you had to
choose one
race of  person who is your sex to be there, what would that man
or woman's
race be?

I would say a man with two kinds of intelligence, fist human
empathy and
secondly technical know how.  Those two types of intelligence are
reside in
two parts of the brain.  Some do not have empathy but have
extreme
technical intelligence.  We can only hope they are taught self
restraint
when young.   Some have no technical intelligence but
extreme empathetic
intelligence.    It makes no difference what he looks
like in
these matters.  If he does not beat my brains out or harm me and
if he
helps me to try to escape, he is number one on my island of misery.

I have noticed a swarm of people who do not like me.  It is
sort of
funny and weird.  I have some notoriety and many do not like me
because I
take money from criminals in government, and then I goad about it to
them in art and
such, such as Snatch The Fairy Possum, Sheriff Jack Tillman of Mob AL,
and the
Sweet Carols of financial trickery in federal banking oversight, and I
have not
made a character for the forced medical procedures at the federal
hands. 
It is too painful to jest about those horrid details.

More painfully is that many do not like me due to race.  I
have found
hatred both from dark and light skinned people.  It is sometimes
hard to
separate the two, hatred for my work or just simple hatred of a fellow
man. 
Many pride themselves on race hate.  They think that race will
bring them
wealth.  They think that race will bring them happiness. Race
hate brings a
feeling of false brotherhood among those who hate.  It is as
temporary and
as short lived as wax melting in the sun.

One thing I must say is that those who hate based on religion are
not right
either.   We are free thinkers and we are designed in that
fashion
around the Earth for a reason.

A person who hates on race or religion hears a simple symphony in
life.  It is
one drum beat over and over.  The man who opens his mind to the
fact of
acceptance based on the intelligence factors, then he or she has a
grand piano,
a symphony of sounds.  The world is a large place.  The
piano has many
keys and two colors.  The best musicians do not even look at the
keys.

Some say I am a paradox.   I live in a paradox.  I
can not
explain the things I have witnessed.  When I was young and
visiting Monroe
Alabama for a short time of juvenile expulsion from my mothers hands
to my
fathers hands, I met a young woman in Monroe High School named
Kelly. 
There is a plaque there at the Monroeville High School honoring her
now. 
That is what I am told.  I hope to see it some day.  She
predicted her
on death.  Her truck she was in flipped.  I missed the call
or I would
already be gone . I loved Kelly for the short time that I knew
her.  I
would like to know the name of the Vietnamese boy those country boys
were
beating up around 1975 or 1976, as obviously those country boys
believed in the
Vietnam war in America.  Kelly did astrological charts and drew a
triangle
of movement of celestial bodies.  After she told me she would die
that
weekend, I asked her when I would die.  She said when I was 44 I
would die.

I went through Hell from 2001 when 40, to 2004 when 44, and
longer.   
She was right about dieing at age 44.   She died that
weekend.  
It sounded like a nuclear bomb as I drove on that Oklahoma highway on
my
birthday toward Kansas at age 44.  I made it special because I
wanted to
have a good time before I died.   I had been in federal
exile under
California government hands  for over two years and I was sick
from poisons
injected into me and poisons sprayed in my eyes and likely in my bed
when I was
in exile and could not leave Humboldt County California earlier that
year.   
Right after Braman OK the meteorite  hit next to the
highway.  A
meteorite or bomb.  I did not report it.

Sadly my mother had died that year also.  I was in forced
exile and
could not help care for her.  She was out of breath and could not
breath. 
The government did not care.  I thought about her when I was
South Lake
Tahoe after she died.  I was at a casino and someone recognized
me and
started messing with me a bit.  It has been that way ever
since.  I
will leave the USA some day.  Maybe permanently.  I have run
more
tests and have solutions for the financial system.  But we are
slaves of a
sort to an international group of warlords and drug lords.  Times
have not
changed, not for most anyway.

I miss Kelly and want to thank the person in Monroeville who put
the plaque
up.  The young adults should never drink and drive if they want
to live and
keep their friends alive.  I remember Mon Roe just like Forrest
Gump
remembers Green Bo.

I had been forcibly injected and knocked unconscious earlier that
year in
2004 when I reported a toxic spill in New Mexico and a burn on my neck
to the
Flagstaff Medical Center.  They robbed me of several thousand
dollars and
knocked me unconscious.    I will not report a nuclear
bomb over
OKC if I see it now.  If I see it in Flagstaff, a large blast, I
am going
to that Flagstaff hospital to get my money back from those thieves who
took 
my house and truck keys.

They likely did it on behalf of the Nevada mob and the federal FDIC
friends
who launder money and murder.  One FDIC bank examiner told me
life was like
a game of chess and to get used to it. He did not tell me the game
was a batch of lies about human rights, employment rights, and civil
rights. What I discovered was that the legal system at the F-DIC was
out right Trickery.   The other FDIC employee bank examiner
was speaking of the
bureaucracy and favoritism in employment and sanctioned money grabs
from the
underground revenue sources, unreported gambling revenues, drug
revenues, and
financial scams and things of big money ventures that are corrupt in
some
fashion but sanctioned by top officials and the
bureaucracy.   Garbage
in and garbage out if you ask me.  I was afraid I might die, but
I would
like to ride a meteorite and hunt some of them down.  If Kelly
was with me,
it would make it special.  I would make sure she wore her seat
belt and
kept her head down. Her throat was slit in the last accident, and
that should have happened to me instead. I want to die, but like a
game of dodge ball, I can't just quit because I am tired..

Another memory was my alcoholic father there when I was visiting
in Second grade. He had to drive to another county to get his beer.
We got pulled over once. They took his beer. They used to grow
marijuana there on Blueberry Hill too. Not now, and your beer is
still illegal some places too. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=8mix3gmzPa0">Blueberry Hill, Fats Domino, Music Video</a>. My
father played this song and drove his Mustang fast down a dirt road.
He used to attack turkeys till one almost came through the
windshiled. My mother did not like that. She was more civilized. We
moved soon after. She died from breathing that stuff in the paper
mills back then. I just know it. We are a kind of slave, still.

Segment February 26, 2010:
SCIENCE_banking_COMPARISON_living_CELL_fha_DESTROYS_life_TREASURY_sold_OUT_loans_FRAUDS

The USA federal government forcibly injected
me, Kurt Brown, a former FDIC bank examiner, with chemicals and
allowed it to be
injected in me again and knocked unconscious near Las Vegas in
Flagstaff on
another occasion.   They have ulterior motives.  If you
are a
veteran beware.  If you are in high financial banking oversight,
beware. 
Their tricks go beyond the boardroom of the CEO's of America and on to
the
medical operating table for the lowly peasant caste of the working
class and the
outcast.    They like to call me insane, but I am both
a
financial specialist and a medical technologist which has helped me
tremendously
in my grasp of science and other matters and I can tie finance and
medical
technology together to make a healthy living cell, just as what is
wanted in
life, we can have in the banking system.

The federal government breaks into our vehicles, our homes, our
bodies. 
They call us insane or kill or imprison us.  Some of us have lost
faith in
man.  Some of us have lost faith in God.  Perhaps what some
should
fear is that God is watching.

My vehicle was sabotaged.  My vehicle was broken into. 
My home was
surrounded by federal police when I was only doing journalistic
coverage of the
closed governments of the oil thieves and war criminals of America
such as in
Mobile Alabama.  My vehicle perhaps is a warning that God does
not want me
to be on this continent.  I feel that my being tricked into a
sewage toilet
for a bay, Perdido Bay, and a home with unlimited possibilities by a
corrupt
inspector, may be the indication that is time for me to go away. 
I hope
God is watching.  I once tried to protect my family here until I
was pushed
away, and I may come back rather foul some day.  I am prone to a
violent
strike.  I tend to like the non-violent streak.  I like to
compare it
to Israel or NKUSA.  Israel fights like a wart hog European, but
NKUSA
tends to walk away from the wart hog type of fight.  Some call it
guerrilla
warfare and genocide.

Now, on banking.  As an FDIC bank examiner, I know that money
needs to
be insured and not have too much risk in the investment.  The
banking
system however is a capitalist system and a capitalist system is
supposed to
keep money moving in the same way the electron transport system keeps
electrons
and concurrently other nutrients and waste moving in a living cell.

I did an analysis on a home purchase to see what the problem
was. 
During that time I discovered a problem from a woman in Washington
D.C. 
Trillions of dollars were being loaned overseas, suspiciously. 
Ask Barney
Frank of Massachusetts.   Those loans should be
called.  America
has a money crunch.

The home was a clear sale after I made a purchase of
117500.   
I purchased a roof from a licensed roofer and other items totaling
around 10
grand in materials and most likely 15 to 20 thousand in labor. 
Therefore I
had invested around at least in hard dollars for materials
127500.  Labor
will not be included for this discussion.  The buyer and the bank
were
willing to pay 134500.    The home was being sold for
127000 and
7500 was going to be allowed for closing costs from the FHA for the
buyer and he
wanted to finance the amount, for a total to finance of 134500. 
The FHA
would not allow the appraisal to finance more than 132000. 
Therefore I
would have had to lower my price to 124500 to have sold the home and I
would
have had to pay realtors commissions and my own closing costs, losing
around 5
to 7 thousand dollars more than my original puchase price plus the
other loss in materials for around 17000 loss in money and more in
labor.  I was attacked since that time on the highways
in Baldwin County after showing it to another buyer.   I am
not liked 
as an investigative journalist and my experience in the high dollar
murder
investigations into sanctioned crimes leaves me hated by the
governments of the
USA and Canada and Mexico and their crime syndicates. I have been
attacked in Canada and the USA. Los Angeles too. Mexico has not had
a chance to take their shot on their soil, and I am sure the federal
syndicates of Texas and Mexico would like to take a shot.

We had several components in the home sale.  The buyer, the
bank, the
mortgage broker, the FHA the appraiser, and the seller.  All of
the above were able
to go up to 135000 dollars, except the FHA the appraiser.  The
FHA stopped the sale.  I am either
going to let the house go back to the bank in deed in lieu of
foreclosure or I
am going to leave it in foreclosure.  The FHA is doing this
repeatedly to
people in NW Florida. I am leaving because I was attacked again and
my home has been left open and likely broken into and my vehicle was
caught being tampered with by government officials who likely have a
key.

I recommend all international loans be called back, that the funds
be put in
place to assist the stupid working class in outmaneuvering criminals
in
government and industry, and that the FHA be taught the simplicity of
design in
a living cell and compare it to that of a banking system, paying
particular
attention to the electron transport system and thinking what would
happen to the
cell if it stopped.  It would die, just like capitalism is being
strangled
by FHA tactics.

The federal police called me insane for speaking quickly. These
are the same federal police who called an FDIC directors death a
suicide in his office.  The problem is, "I
speak". 
I would rather have been executed.  The federal government seems
to hate
me.  They pay me the paltry IU fees and will not let me assist in
what I am
best at, seeking out high dollar crimes killers and auditing banks. I
am attacked and I have suspicious scars on my body indicative of
forced experiments as what they did in Los Angeles at the federal
facility VA in Westwood in 1999, and in my case in 2001.  They
lie when I apply for jobs about a case that they refuse to recognize
as nolle
processed case in Los Angeles.  I had a right to defend myself,
to carry
defense.  No one else would defend me.  They wanted me to
die or to be frightened so they could grab me on a gun charge. 
Those in power are often not what they seem.  Their traps make me
wonder if
God is watching.  I hope he brings us death or relief.

If you are curious about what happens
<a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&gbv=2&q=electron transport
chain cell necropsy&aql=&oq=&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&tab=iw">
when the electron transport chain stops, I will tell you, it is
sickness and
death</a>.  American capitalism is suffering the same plight and
we lost
our human rights.  If there ever were any.  The USA
governmental
regime in Mobile and Pensacola and Baldwin counties and Los Angeles
high end
Westwood and of course the federal government appear to be
swallowed. 
Perhaps we should check their Adam's apple to see what is really going
round.

All I have to say is, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=LfgA3uPYFxw">
"Is It Insane To Be Sweet" music video humor</a>. 
Sweet Carol, am I good
you bastard of the San Francisco FDIC and the D.C. way F-DIC too?
  F-ck
off, the whole box of ya. Cowards and thieves and henchmen under a
pyramid of
bureaucratic hogs.  Do not ever depend of federal back up
children, and
expect the F-DIC every now and again.  Ask Joe Stacks.  The
AP press
can go eat sweet's Shee-it.  Money mongering warlord scumbags
sold us out.

I would like a song written about the real modern day Lott Road.
VA Healthcare equals forced experiments, federal banking fraud equals
no jobs, being young means being sold crack along with your pot
because the Mexican and Texan mob bosses have a vice grip in the D.C.,
and the F-DIC is gay but is eaten with a ring of worms leaving a
bloody mess.

A final note: I desperately urge young people to protect their
young. The truth is coming out that there are some things and people
who target and torment us. Some occupations, those in high finance
oversight in the government and investigative reporting as an
independent are not worth it. The warmonger horde does not let you
write the hidden truths. Mass media reporters often shun us, the
independents. We are the dead breed. Run for your short life is my
motto at this point. Time to breathe. If I don't come up for my air,
I start to think they are too <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=zAlNrtcPCLw">Insane In The Membrane (music video)</a>. Sent to you
from one of the extreme slave states of 2010, Alabama Florida.

The irony of my pathetic life is what happened on 4-3-2001. A 360
degree turn around to put me nowhere forever for something that I
thought was right. Having a Sheriff Jack Tillman of Mobile Alabama
return 360 thousand dollars of inmate food funds. I had already been
attacked by the federal government or their legions of mercenaries
after leaving California. Theirs is a war that never ends. I wonder
about medical manipulations and mind control. We are so far behind,
we might be better off dead if under a villian who is a lesser being
and not a leader. Some things are unspent.....possum have you had
lunch? Some things taste better than spit. Sheriff Jack Snatch The
Fairy Possum Tillman and the Trillion Dollar underground F-DIC with a
Pasquale Sharpton hair-do. F-ck you Jack. I want my 9.11 Million and
your hut'll doo.

Segment February 25, 2009:
SCIENCE_extrapolation_GENETICS_engineering_OVERLAY_human_CNS_exterior_INTERIOR_extraneous_OVERLORD_underlord

We all know that the technology we are shown is often many years
behind what
is being used.  I once considered genetic engineering and the hi-
jacking of
the central nervous systems of humans.  This can be done by
having
integrated into the human DNA or as a super-growth of another
structure over the
existing human Central Nervous System.  The entire human mind
could be
hi-jacked through possible unique hertz patterns or an overlapping
influx of
greater strength than the existing higher level consciousness.

This is a Hellish idea but it is one I have ventured upon after
dealing with
diabolical government officials and those who work for
them.

The idea that we are a free and happy nation is over.  Many
people are
wanting and waiting to kill and imprison each other.   
I feel
foolish for having bought a home in a military area.  I am
blacklisted from
FDIC employment and all federal employment.  I did not know it
for sure
until I bought the home.    I was told once that if you
ever got
with the government, they would take you half way and drop you
off.  But
they did not tell me that they would do forced medical procedures and
attack me
for years.

I do not recommend that young people carry guns in any
fashion.  Keep
them locked and sealed and out of the grip of those in
government.  They
want to label you a criminal for gun ownership.  Then they can
control you. 
They are opportunists, and they resemble pigs and apes and the only
thing better
with pigs and apes is  potatoes.  Just kidding, don't eat
the
villains.

The federal police love to harass people and their little henchmen
do the
same.  I now carry a camera and try to film all who harass
me.  Many
times I will hear someone say he is very dangerous and has a gun. That
is when I
whip my camera out.  One day they will shoot me.  I would
rather be
dead than among my enemies in a pyramid of terror, the police
warmonger and
dictator who does forced injections and robs and torments us.  I
hope to
see them dead some day.  That is rather sad, because when I was
young, I
would not harm any thing.  We are taught to hate, to want each
other dead. 
Like pigs on a grass land, man kind is led to kill each
other.

Many people are uneducated in genetics engineering and engineering
and
physics, and some can not grasp it with intuition.  I really
regret the
government attacked me in 2001 up until present.  We will never
have any
thing as long as the insane war criminal pyramid is in power. 
But how much
of it is mind control and how much can be ignored or factored out by
distance or
energies?  Time will tell.  Never turn your back on the
government. 
If you are an FDIC bank examiner, never question any thing
abnormal.  This
war is going to have bitter ends, and I hope that it better end. 
Their
surgical procedures against us do us harm.  I want to see their
towering
skyscrapers on vacation locales converted into liquid assets for their
victims. 
Let us loose their heads.  Let us commit global suicide if we are
slaves to
a master of Hell on Earth.

Never serve them.  Never trust them.  They are, it is,
international, if not interplanetary also. Some times it is easier
just to fade away, but the pig in some men
wants you to stay so it can feed, but sort of like a leech or
possum.  That is
the nature of the FHA today.  They are crushing American
capitalism by
capping home values in appraisal and tacking on large fees.  Let
us hope we
can overthrow their federal dictatorship some day.  Or better
yet, just
leave.  They are pigs and like to wallow in their own squalor,
but they
want to have a lower caste to grind into the mud.  Don't let it
happen. 
If necessary, take out the barn yard with us in it.   I
would rather
be dead than subservient to beast or malicious man.

Segment February 21, 2010:
COMEDY_child's_PLAY_warfare_ODD_reality_SEVER-AGE_sewerage

The thing I like about games and knowledge is that the two together
make the
process of creation seem so complete, sort of like cumin in an FBI
director's
leech like mouth, a leech like Mob AL and San Fran to D.C. FDIC cock
likcers in
their straight staunch suits and their whore hair hats.

Games are like invisible war to some of us.  You think of it,
and bam,
there it is.  Some odd permutation.  One went over the grape
vine, one
went into the tree, out came the baddest wench and
ooomphapilame.  Of
course I jest.

If you make a mathematical game, make sure you cover your tracks
and your
back.  Beware of traps.  The enemy of government lays many
traps. 
She is a lying whore looking to score and she finds all of us in her
death trap
a bleeding bore.  But what else could the wench expect, she's a
federal
leech, just like they have made many of us.   Of course you
could
drill for oil on Earth.  An earth oil leech.  Much more
profitable
than cumin from the Bush.

We hate. Oh how we hate to hate.  October is our way, at the
edge of
societal suicide.  I must put on my ARD F-DIC Party Clown wig
and
masticate, its the only way to lose weight, and wait, and what?

The games of their war, their thievery.  Theirs is a
game.   
Their government is like a vacuum.  A closed door for those who
stand up to
the whores in power.  They choke with their dope and their coke
and sell it
to the young by the hour.  Who cares if their society is raped,
they raped
ours.  Rake it boys, its your bounty or your grapes of
wrath.  Wait
till the sewers overflow in the midnight hour, roaches and rats, and
political
whores by the hour, if you can stand the rat a tat tat rat.

Their high flying politicians are nothing more than rather well
paid whores
by the hour, and those who advise them are really more in on the
score, but they
are like little boys with their daddy's gun pointed at our
heads.  I want
to see them taste the teeth of the Taliban children they have killed.
I want
them to taste the sourest teets in the memory of a living Hell on
Earth. 
Their controller is better off dead. Bring on the
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=Hhqyg_dTaTg&feature=related">Dead. Dire
Wolf (music video)</a>.  Go ahead, murder me.  Make my
date.

Their caste makers teach our young to hate other nations, to absorb
false national pride, to believe in their lies that they benefit
from. To find out who is eating the lions share, we can look at one
of several places. Go ahead, murder me alive but never inject me or
mine and let me see it, or I will ram anything I can into your sides.
I will take your hearts just like you did from our side. LA VA
Westwood Federal Dictator you owe me money or blood. 4-23-2001 was
the date first drawn. I want payment. I want to play a new game, not
like before, cause we about to see the Abbot Costello wars. Can
someone stop the space shuttle from foaming. They seem to have
funneled billions into the clouds, a-gain. Billion dollar thieves in
government. Overseas ass swell. Switzerland banks numero uno.

Segment February 18,
2010:OPPORTUNITIES_missed_GAINED_divine_JUDGMENT_balance_EQUILIBRIUM_profit

The method of madness is a simple thing, and because of that you
can profit
from it.   For instance, in my prior business I would hunt
criminals
in government and industry, both as a federal FDIC bank examiner and
later as an
independent investigative journalist.  These money making
opportunities
will present themselves in many instances but you will often not see
them at the
time.

For instance, a side effect of my hounding government criminals and
to some
extent criminals in industry was to be attacked.  I do not enjoy
it, but I
soon noticed I was being harassed.  Now, what it appears is that
the
federal government labeled me as having a gun, which I do not
recommend in most
cases, and they try to use that to get me killed or harassed. 
They say,
"Look, he is a convicted felon with a
gun."    So because I know
I am innocent as per my own conscience and the greater the law of the
land, I
have the blessing from God to take as much from all involved who go
against me
as I can.  If you have God's blessing, you can kill any Goliath.

What I do in those situations is when I go to pull out my wallet, I
do a
sham-bam quick draw McGraw.  The way I see it is, some day some
federal
peanut or a local associate of a thieving or war criminal sect will go
up
against me.  Someone will try to shoot me, hit a clerk in the
head and I
will have loss of hearing and more severe PTSD and it will all be
caught on
camera.    I know it seems cold but the federal
syndicates tried
to flip my car and likely were going to burn me after investigating an
FDIC
murder labeled suicide.  I had an inside track on what was
happening in
their San Francisco and Roseville offices and the FDIC's Seidman
Training Center in the D.C. area.

I also use what I call the triangle effect or motion effect. 
By
creating chaos in one point, you lead it to another, create chaos
there, or an
eddy around someone, and then you go to another place and creating a
counter
punch.  I took out Sheriff Jack Tillman who was stealing and
starving some
peoples family members who approached me with a request that the
situation be
rectified. 360 thousand dollars.  I reported it on
4-3-2001.  He took
my gun permit for doing so.  He knew I had been attacked and the
FBI was
calling me insane.  I think we need to remove the veil of the son
of a
bitch who ran that operation against me.  The FBI might not be
what they
seem and the police investigation of the FDIC Regional Director was
botched. 
The war is deep and some just use animal tactics.  It is a rigged
game, so
we should rig it so that their syndicates are
removed.

It appears that many industries have heavy hitters in government
and we the
common always lose.  I know of one elevator company that nearly
broke a
woman's neck, broke her ribs, and she was a nurse trying to take care
of the
people who run those elevator companies.  I am watching that one
closely. 
Mobile and Birmingham are in the spotlight.  The Pensacola Milton
to Panama
City give nurses a shit shaft of a ride.  "Did you shit
yourself in a bag,
Bee?"

I was already looking at syndication in oil thievery from Mobile
Bay
sanctioned by syndicates in government and industry.   
Shell oil
had a natural gas pipeline but I counted a caravan of laughing drivers
of oil
trucks leaving the depot.  I fished near there.

Every time I see the government, I see a double layer.  The
banking
industry is a trip.  Two layers.  Theirs and ours. 
Capitalism
can be made into a form of slavery and thwarting the growth of all
involved. 
A racket is a racket.  Any one care to pop me in the head in the
aisle? 
It's cost you.  Bet you that one.

Then I went to Los Angeles.  I was forced injections, medical
procedures, tortured, and robbed.  Now I know the truth. 
The test is
complete.  I was released on or scheduled on 8-11-2001. 
8-12 was the
date of release.  I was hit and hurt by many men and women. 
Now, 9-11-2001
seems like a decent prelude.  I urge our people not to kill for
the war
criminal horde.  Gang Warfare is a common thing.  It is too
bad. 
I present the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oOARK5O-
W0s">Tabou Combo
music video.</a>  Serve it up. 9.11 million, release from this
trick fed house, or a good dose of death to the internationale
syndicates, et USA.

Segment February 14, 2010:
SPACE_shuttle_DOUBLE_slit_NEGATIVE_null_VACUUM

We all know that the space shuttle is a hoax for lesser
minds.  Better
things, more momentous, and more staid and practical are in motion
behind what I
can see on mass media.  I have seen suspicious large vehicles in
the skies.   
Refueling tankers, perhaps, refueling what?  Where?

The lies and confiscations and deceptions show me that mankind is
either
harnessed or just another slice of meat, to himself or something
else.

It was in the double slit experiment that photons could not be
observed
passing through one of the slits when a measuring device was
there.  The
mere presence of the measuring device made photons stop passing
through the
slit.  Perhaps a null or negative vacuum would do the trick, or
maybe a sort of inverted pull on the mass of the atoms constituting
the measuring instrument or a field or partial around it to warp some
fields in a thin slice to the lowest mm. Some people like to live
among kin, in the trees.

Segment February 10, 2010: 
SPACE_shuttle_DISTRACTION_exclusive_LAUGHTER_idiot

The most laughing idiot is the one who realizes he has been conned
and how
simple those around him appear, at least those who still believe in
the con, and
there are many of them.    The USA Space Shuttle Launch
is what I
am speaking of.  They are already going to space in something
else. 
They show us that rocket dud every few years and tell us of their big
launch. 
Sometimes they even cook an alleged school teacher in it to prove to
us just how
hard it is to shoot straight.   A sports car drives fast
without tons
of initial fuel burn off and high heat on the exterior.  So why
do we have
to pretend to believe this is, "The best".  What a
joke.  I once knew
a Brazilian woman who would say to all her men, one at a time of
course, "You
are the best".  The space orbital vehicles should glide
upward like a
condor spiraling upward.   Their vehicle is absurd and is
there to
entertain the idiots.  I was always told the space or moon
missions of the
60's were a ruse.   They were just a decoy and a lesser
version of
what is really happening.  We are on the outside on everything of
material
value or importance, including the loss of our human rights.

Yes, the laughing idiot realizes that those holes in Japan were not
just a
few soldiers killed but whole societies with nuclear bombs and then
his laughter
becomes worse, because in this millennia, they will be seen as the
lucky ones.   
The laughing idiot also realizes that it was likely a different weapon
with the
same radioactive potential and that it is still pointed at all of our
heads.

I am speaking of the laughter of war.  It is sometimes seen in
the
general public.  I have not been to war, not conventional, not
with back
up, only taught a few hard lessons.  We are as separate as light
and dark,
life and death.  We know some times that no one plays a better
game than 
the one holding the cards and the weapons.  Every thing appears
to be a
loss, once again.  Human rights are even gone.  The worst
millennia
like the first millennia, just like the age of new babies and old
men.

Segment February 9, 2010: SOUND_disguise_SPACE_travel_CLOSED_group

Many of us now know that the USA governments and their police
forces from the
top cop to the lowliest gopher at the mall parking lot, are turned
against us
like we are enemies since long ago.    I believe we are
being
conned and that we are basically slaves on a prison planet while the
war
criminal enemies in power come and go from the planet at will, and
they likely have their
own space colonies.   When you are forcibly injected by
them, they
seem to roll their eyes back in their heads.  They then take your
wallet and if you unconscious they may take more than that, like
pieces of your body or they put things in it. 
Do not trust the federal government out West.  Trust them to
torture you
and steal from you.  I hope they are attacked by American and
World patriots and
their rulers are removed from the roost.

German company military hardware allegedly fly over nightly in
Mobile
Alabama. Bombs allegedly burst nearby in an area North of Fort Walton
Beach
Florida. That is what they say. I do not believe them. They can
disguise sounds
and sights but they can not muffle them entirely. That is what I
"think" I hear,
bombs near the Fort Walton Beach Florida military facility. The planes
from
Airbus of Germany fly over nightly in Mobile Alabama. That is what
they say.
NATO's warmonger nations and the USA governments lie and kill the
innocent all the time. They
pretend to care in the South East USA and the the South West, the land
that is
subjugated by foreign enemies and dictators. Los Angeles, ah, the shit
is in the
viper's mouth with her twinkley coked up eyes
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIcWxFR4uh0">Do you hear me</
a> mother
f-cker. I Wanna pay a new game. Let's welcome death and your end and
mine and
ours. No matter. Irrelevance. Never trust the USA government and never
trust the
bottle handed to you by an outsider, even if he or she pretends to
open. NATO's hand
tastes like warmonger poison just like D.C.'s controllers. Open your
own bottle.
We should move to have all US schools closed that force children to
recite lies,
like the pledge of allegiance. In the mass, it is your ass. All of
those
children who were killed in past centuries, all of those. Some were
mine. Me a
split blood line. You can slit both of their wrists in power. That's
poetry in
the end paragraph

Remember, to quote another veteran in 2001 who knew of or witnessed
tortures at the
LA VA Westwood,  "Remember, they drew first blood."

Segment February 6, 2010:
ULTIMATE_weapon_CHIMERA_based_IMMUNOLOGICAL_attack_HUMAN_species_CYANIDE

The ultimate Chimera based weapon could wipe out most of the human
population
and all of the common food sources and all pets that are within reach
of the weapon or the
disease variants that the weapon would produce.  Chimera in this
instance is the
human genome mixed with other animals DNA.

The immunological portion of
every animal has strengths and weaknesses.  When humans are
crossed with
these other animals, the humans are exposed for the first time to
diseases of
other animals in a brand new direct route, and the same applies to the
animal
because they can then catch human diseases because variants of human
disease are
born that recognize the animal portion and the human portion, and
therefore a new
twist on an old disease.

Of course in diseases, such as viruses and bacterial infections,
when a small splice of the humane genome is placed into the DNA of the
disease, whether bacterial or viral, the human body no longer can
recognize the disease due to the appearance of the human's dna in the
disease. It is considered friend rather than foe and kills the
organism. There is no crippling in diseases of this new variant.

I think it is rather ironic that something of this nature in
chimera born diseases could wipe out humanity because mankind now
integrates cows or other animals into unborne children's stem cells
and use that liquid in washing their own brains and other body
chemicals. Synthetically it can be done and it can be done in other
ways on a sub-molecular level but we are not there yet in public
view. Mankind is like a baby, when he first learns he has teeth, he
eats every thing.

The government made a big deal out of me having a gun after I was
attacked in February of 2001 and they use that thief Sheriff Jack
Tillman to take my gun permit. They later took advantage of my
fleeing him. I was under attack. It seemed the best thing to do, to
arm one's self, as I had no back up and I was investigating a trillion
dollar murder and I knew some of the components of the cause as a
witness at the FDIC. I actually knew Sheriff Tillman was a thief or
suspected he or a deputy and sent a letter to him to lure him out.

Disease seeking and auditing against war criminals is very much
the same, bait, my gun permit, switch, his $360,000 of stolen food
funds and a return of food to the emaciated inmates plates, and the
war criminal horde called me a criminal. Tillman is now retired with
twice a combat ripped vet's income and he is not subjected to forced
experiments at the VA for his health care. "F-ck us in the heart!?".

Wait till we get to prions in vegetables-- A carrot with mad cow
disease that spreads to algae that is disease resistant and after you
eat any of the above, you can't see. They call me insane and I see a
universe coming that equates to Hell or the unraveling or meltdown of
the human genetic pool and the government knows of these things. I am
just a med school drop out who was directed into the chase for
murderous parasites in the FDIC. Ignorance is bliss. I should have
been a truck driver rather than a Jack of All Trades who ended up
being jabbed with needles by parasites who protect parasites in the F-
DIC. Now they made me a parasite and I want to work for free
examining the F-DIC BOD and regional offices and managers. As the
Swiss Miss says, "Just provide travel and lodging, yah."

I am a Surgical Specialist in parasite excision whether in the F-
DIC or Mob AL as in former Sheriff Till-man. Ironically the city
clerk called me to tell me on 4-3-2001 that if I came to the city
council meetin that Sheriff Jack Tillman would be there to meet me. I
dressed up for it and brought my guitar because I knew was being paid
the full monty at 360,000 dollars. Of course it went to the city, but
I considered it a double birdie, one thief of ill repute out of office
and 360 grand back in the city coffers and one get out of Hell pass
for Auditor Sauvant, Kurt Brown, alias Saint Ram Bone or ARD F-DIC
Party Clown. It did not happen.

The government ignored his crimes and tortured me. The immune
system when tampered with is much the same way, it backfires on those
you do not want harmed. Now they exclude me from all government
employment to this day due to my good deeds. They often behave as
terrorists or lesser humans undeserving and incompetent in oversight
and regulation of our often tortured communities and our human
family.

The government knows of this and many things.  We are captive
on this
planet while some are leaving.  We are likely tampered with when
young so
that a caste system can be made.    I was tortured and
went
through an American Holocaust that really started in 2001. 
Imagine, I was
attacked by federal war criminal associates after investigating murder
at the
FDIC where I had worked. Trillions of dollars are
involved.   Then I was forcibly injected by federal
officials and forced medical procedures, then I was in forced exile,
and forcibly injected again, and knocked unconscious, and I do not
know what all they did to me. They should have killed me, because now
I pray those legislators who allow these war crimes are assassinated
in the USA and overseas and the entire abusive governemntal members
are eliminated in the same way the Third Reich of Germany was
allegedly dealt with. Those humane among us might have missed their
targets and been conned.   It was obvious criminal
misconduct was sanctioned by
some at the FDIC, and that means it is not criminal, not to the
lawmakers, who are in fact,
the enemies to mankind.  We want them dead in the USA and
elsewhere,
although many of us want to attack each other because we are like
animals being
tortured in a pen.

The vector of this disease can be a human or animal.  Although
I think a
human vector would be preferred or perhaps an airborne insect or
fungus, therefore someone would have to volunteer to be
the carrier or someone could have simple medical procedures done that
make them
the carrier. The government does many things unauthorized to us, so
those who were to relieve us of our suffering could use the same
deceptive techniques.

There are many animal
<a href="http://discovermagazine.com/2008/sep/09-how-often-do-animals-
get-stds">
sexually transmitted diseases from animals that man already carries,
Gonorrhea,
Syphillis, HIV</a>.  The list can go on and if those weak points
on the
other animals genetic code for disease is found, and then integrated
into the
human genome, the disease could likely prove much more lethal and
possibly be integrated into other diseases such as the common cold, or
the rhinovirus as it is called. The route of transmission could
change from sexual contact to breathing or eating.

Their life for us is a lie. Their mass media when I was a child
had people killed in Vietnam. Both sides were killed intentionally I
believe.  The people in power are as indifferent to
mankind as they would be to a tick.  That is why many do not care
when
cities are attacked and millions are killed. But they miss the point
-- the enemy is deceptive and we are conned always. Television is the
best example of their mass manipulations.  I actually welcome
global war
and would see a widespread mega-chimera disease epidemic as being a
saving grace
for human beings.  After all, we are all about to start killing
each other,
or perhaps we are already penned and chained and tampered with on this
planet,
so I can see nothing better than a large chimera apple for mankind to
munch on.

The aloofness and indifference of many people is because they have
never suffered or perhaps they are in someway retarded.  When
I worked at the FDIC San Francisco I saw many people pampered while
the management seemed to
push out some and keep others, and it was not based on
intellect.  The
smarter ones seemed to move on or get pushed out.  Considering
the federal syndicates blew a mans brains out in
his FDIC office, I can see no reason to whimper if the FDIC is
eliminated along with
the Treasury Department and I personally want to see the FHA downsized
to the common man's benefit.  They make us poor and suffer
anyway, so why not
full scale war or our full deaths. Their psuedo-capitalism is just a
way to use and enslave the masses. We are being used and
manipulated.

<a href="http://www.journals.uchicago.edu/doi/abs/
10.1086/650457">Airborne
diseases </a>of Chimera could be the most effective if coupled with
other
diseases.    It is known that Armadillos carry
tuberculosis in
Texas.  That variant of Tuberculosis immunology deficiency mixed
into the
human genome could possibly create a disease that could suffocate a
person in
less than a few hours.

I have been attacked so many times.  I had a young military
man or a
local young idiot come to look at my home I was trying to rent. 
He blew
his nose in his hand and shook my hand when I met him, although I did
not know. In another instance I had a customer come look at the home
to buy. I was attacked afterward and one of my ex-wives was in the
vehicle as a witness  Both men knew of me. 
I would likely kill both or all of them and their associates and they
would kill me if this world goes into  a war,
and I am sure each of us would be as indifferent as the other to the
other's
death.    The potential rentor made an utterance in the
bedroom that he would basically
like to kill me.   I no longer try to rent my home to the
public and I do not allow the lock box because someone had left the
door open, likely intentionally.   I am letting
the home go into foreclosure if I am not released from the house by
our enemies in the government and banking.  Perhaps, I will be
seeking work with human beings in a
military analytical stance somewhere on the globe.  I applaud the
deaths of
our enemies and their followers.   If we are prisoners on
this planet,
it is my hope that my ultimate chimera based weapon is created and
released.  
The government knows of these things.  They do things worse all
the time.

In the end of the human species, let us welcome the end.  We
were not
perfect.  We were tortured by our own or maybe by others, but
there is no
need to suffer endlessly as a species.  Or maybe they are not
like us at
all, but something else. If they have cloned us in space and enslaved
us, it is my hope the chimera based weapon can be spread to those
colonies to eliminate the suffering of all slave human beings. 
Let America fall.  We can pick up the pieces
and rearrange them although many of us will be dead after the tumult
stops.  I hate the federal dictator in Mobile and Los Angeles
and San Francisco and D.C.  and I am sure his boss is in NYC
laughing his
ass off at our suffering.  Alabama government is like Florida
Government,
better off dead.

As an aside, when I was a young naive man, poisoned by the lies of
the ruling dictatorship, I was taught in the U.S. Navy how to handle a
hostage situation. You shoot through the person captured and kill the
captor. That is the way us human beings are, held captive and forced
medical procedures. When you take aim, try not to miss the captor,
even if you have to go through the chest of the captive, who may be
me, but make sure to hit me in the heart and them in the head. SOB's
of the fed can go to Hell. The coming wars will put them in their
places. 2001 was a weak start. The Vietnam war was lopsided, we lost
ours. In the Navy, it is my belief that things were not always as
they seemed. Some men may have been used in medical or military
things that they were not aware of. I was likely one of them. I
urge young people to stay away from the military and all government
employment and buildings. I encourage home birthing of children and
private school collectives free from government interference. The
government will only take you so far, and then they will devour you.
Now I see those in the government buildings as our enemies. I can not
believe I once sat among them. That was before I ran the tests that
would prove the enemy of my people is in power. I never would have
said anything about FDIC obvious crimes if I was still employed with
them though. It was fate I was a disabled veteran who was terminated
for not dropping an EEOC complaint at the FDIC San Francisco in 2000.
I would rather just work for half the money in killing my enemies
around the globe. There is nothing like job satisfaction and a job
well done.

In comedic ending, I remember when I was in the public school
brainwashing indoctrinations of the elementary level. I had brought a
toy to school that was a science instrument that looked like a normal
writing pad with a round revolving magnetized grid. When I dropped my
pencil on it and pushed it, the momentum would be accentuated on the
pad. A teacher saw this and I told her I had supernatural powers, or
powers that were not shared by all people. She made all of us in
class say that we did not have supernatural powers. She then looked
at me. It wsa the first time I wanted to really f-ck a teacher in a
loving girlfriend boyfriend sort of way and we could smell each others
pheromones.

Also, often to amuse myself and to distract from 10 years of post
FDIC PTSD, I remember the laughable absurdity of the harshness of our
existences. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dEizHF-
NRYs&NR=1">Catch 22 was a movie where a man observed many things. I
feel like that man in some ways, but the alter ego is in the tree
also, because there is a business side. I want my 9.11 million
dollars from the Reno / Roseville FDIC mafia via San Francisco and DC
F-DIC. </a> Take from the unpaid and due funds. In this movie clip on
Catch 22 the man attends a funeral while naked in a tree. What I
often would like to have made happen is that I be given paid lodging
and travel expenses while I simply observe and comment on banking
regulatory officials to a panel of observers and the American Public
on the website Mobile Audit Club and Saintrambone youtube videos. I
picture myself arriving in Indian attire like George Harrison of the
Beatles singing <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=_hIV7jwLXt8">Penny Lane</a>.

0 new messages