Let uncle Dave explain it to ya -
My own anger and frustration of living here in what in my own mind now I cannot help but think of as the end times begins to bubble over like severe acid reflux. I feel strongly that it is past time to at least say it like it is. What is happening right in front of our eyes is that our murder is being prepared. We ourselves do the prep work day in and day out. Like one of those gangsters movies where they make the guy dig his own grave out in the woods before popping him in the head and pushing him in. There is no conceivable reason that our government does not want us to hoard some large amount of food for emergencies other than a very simply, straight forward and evidently “unthinkable” reason: our government wants us to die. FEMA joined with this unholy and unimaginative “Homeland Security” Agency (Orwell not rolling over in his grave, maybe groaning miserably and thinking, “you know, I was kind of hoping that I was wrong?)
American people - I am not insane not even one little bit and I beg you to take stock of your position because you are in extraordinary danger. You have been fooled and used and your very life blood and the life blood of your children has already been harvested and right now, today, you are forsaken as the machine moves on to the east having sucked us dry - our brains, our hearts, our children, our soil, our water. And now that America has been used in the most disgusting manner that men use women to slake their lusts, she is left abandoned in the mud, devastated, wasted, sobbing - who will help here now? Us? We are Her. We are the ones who were raped, brutalized, used and sucked dry and we are the ones left here in a wasteland standing around uneasily knowing that SOMETHING ain’t right but not knowing how AIN’T RIGHT it is.
Your house sits in the killing field. The streets that criss cross your neighborhood that you drive to work, to take your children to school, to church, to shop at the store, these streets criss cross the killing field. The bank. The hospital. The library. The barber shop. The Moose Club. The Country Club. The National Right to Work Headquarters. The mostly male trees planted everywhere some hundreds of years old now. The beautiful formal gardens. Your own precious garden. The great national parks, the mountains, lakes, rivers, campgrounds, picnic areas. All of these sitting squarely within the vast killing field that some still tragically and mistakenly call, America.
You think it’s bad. Unemployment, right? A “recession”, right? Oh my, the talking heads are mentioning a, “Double Dip” - sounds like a special at Baskin and Robbins 31 flavors, doesn’t it?All of this simply distraction, distraction one of the modus operandi of our masters. The real concern is not political or even economic, at this point. The real concern for you the American is that you and your loved ones are marked for death.
My own anger and frustration of living here in what in my own mind now I cannot help but think of as the end times begins to bubble over like severe acid reflux. I feel strongly that it is past time to at least say it like it is. What is happening right in front of our eyes is that our murder is being prepared. We ourselves do the prep work day in and day out. Like one of those gangsters movies where they make the guy dig his own grave out in the woods before popping him in the head and pushing him in. There is no conceivable reason that our government does not want us to hoard some large amount of food for emergencies other than a very simply, straight forward and evidently “unthinkable” reason: our government wants us to die. FEMA joined with this unholy and unimaginative “Homeland Security” Agency (Orwell not rolling over in his grave, maybe groaning miserably and thinking, “you know, I was kind of hoping that I was wrong?)
American people - I am not insane not even one little bit and I beg you to take stock of your position because you are in extraordinary danger. You have been fooled and used and your very life blood and the life blood of your children has already been harvested and right now, today, you are forsaken as the machine moves on to the east having sucked us dry - our brains, our hearts, our children, our soil, our water. And now that America has been used in the most disgusting manner that men use women to slake their lusts, she is left abandoned in the mud, devastated, wasted, sobbing - who will help here now? Us? We are Her. We are the ones who were raped, brutalized, used and sucked dry and we are the ones left here in a wasteland standing around uneasily knowing that SOMETHING ain’t right but not knowing how AIN’T RIGHT it is.
Your house sits in the killing field. The streets that criss cross your neighborhood that you drive to work, to take your children to school, to church, to shop at the store, these streets criss cross the killing field. The bank. The hospital. The library. The barber shop. The Moose Club. The Country Club. The National Right to Work Headquarters. The mostly male trees planted everywhere some hundreds of years old now. The beautiful formal gardens. Your own precious garden. The great national parks, the mountains, lakes, rivers, campgrounds, picnic areas. All of these sitting squarely within the vast killing field that some still tragically and mistakenly call, America.
You think it’s bad. Unemployment, right? A “recession”, right? Oh my, the talking heads are mentioning a, “Double Dip” - sounds like a special at Baskin and Robbins 31 flavors, doesn’t it?All of this simply distraction, distraction one of the modus operandi of our masters. The real concern is not political or even economic, at this point. The real concern for you the American is that you and your loved ones are marked for death.
