Read this...the shrinks are often crazier than the "patients" they treat...
http://www.antipsychiatry.org/schizoph.htm
Monday, September 30, 2013
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Pat the Rat is in the wind. I could care less. All I know is, when I'm sitting in my garage in my comfortable chair, smoking a good cigar and drinking coffee or a cold beer, I no longer have to watch his pitiful ass tottering toward his magenta truck to do his daily rounds.
The paint store guy who wanted to be a spy. He should have stuck to paint.
He's gone. Not that it matters, because his ass was in the breeze when he first began lying to me, and I hung around for a while and watched the show. Maybe the old lady decided he is more trouble than he is worth. Good decision, if she made it.
I am no threat to her or hers. But her pitiful husband has brought some very heavy shit down upon that household. I doubt if she was complicit. But I will never know.
Let's just hope the piece of shit stays gone. Life is much easier around here without looking at that turd.
When someone starts out, unprovoked, to destroy you, it is difficult to remain benign. But I have.
My life isn't worth any of the lives of these treacherous scumbags I call neighbors who turned against me with no explainable reason.
So I wait and watch and pass each day one day at a time. It's like being cast into a C-grade low-budget movie that you have no interest in.
The paint store guy who wanted to be a spy. He should have stuck to paint.
He's gone. Not that it matters, because his ass was in the breeze when he first began lying to me, and I hung around for a while and watched the show. Maybe the old lady decided he is more trouble than he is worth. Good decision, if she made it.
I am no threat to her or hers. But her pitiful husband has brought some very heavy shit down upon that household. I doubt if she was complicit. But I will never know.
Let's just hope the piece of shit stays gone. Life is much easier around here without looking at that turd.
When someone starts out, unprovoked, to destroy you, it is difficult to remain benign. But I have.
My life isn't worth any of the lives of these treacherous scumbags I call neighbors who turned against me with no explainable reason.
So I wait and watch and pass each day one day at a time. It's like being cast into a C-grade low-budget movie that you have no interest in.
Friday, September 27, 2013
It's real, skeptics. Here's some proof:
http://www.humanrights.asia/news/ahrc-news/AHRC-STM-174-2013
http://www.humanrights.asia/news/ahrc-news/AHRC-STM-174-2013
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Hey. Just a shout out to all my readers in Europe, Asia, Australia and Russia. Glad to have you aboard...
I'm living a war, as are so many others, and watching a good friend being tortured to death, who won't stand up for herself and buy the proper firearms. These bitches are cowards and fear for their lives if they believe you're deadly serious about killing them if they stalk you. Of course, laws differ among our different states here, but I live in Florida and our stalking laws are well written for the target's defense.
If you want to read the words of a truly tormented individual, read my friend's blog at Stalked In Oklahoma. They are slowly killing her and I feel so frustrated because she won't take my advice and arm up, and also because I am 1500 miles away and cannot assist her. I would light those fuckers up.
I'm living a war, as are so many others, and watching a good friend being tortured to death, who won't stand up for herself and buy the proper firearms. These bitches are cowards and fear for their lives if they believe you're deadly serious about killing them if they stalk you. Of course, laws differ among our different states here, but I live in Florida and our stalking laws are well written for the target's defense.
If you want to read the words of a truly tormented individual, read my friend's blog at Stalked In Oklahoma. They are slowly killing her and I feel so frustrated because she won't take my advice and arm up, and also because I am 1500 miles away and cannot assist her. I would light those fuckers up.
The raid in Nairobi by Somalis is retribution for the invasion of Somalia by Kenyan troops. So very few pay attention to the goings on in Africa, such as the slaughter of innocents in the Central African Republic. Why is that?
Oh, that's just Africa. They're only blacks and blacks don't matter. But now that a few whites got their asses shot off in Nairobi, it's an international incident.
I have spent many years working in African war zones, when the reptiles, through fools like Pat the Rat, attempt to portray me as a racist. I often risked my life to deliver food to starving African children, and these total assholes want to portray me as racist?
So now the world pays attention because a few whites got shot up in Nairobi. But the world ignores the slaughter in the Congo and the CAR. Tell me why that is? Are blacks truly less important than whites? It appears so, doesn't it?
Obama says nothing.
He is neither white nor black, but a mongrel.
What about the slaughter of whites in South Africa? We never hear of that, with murderous blacks on the rampage against whites.
Isn't it strange how the mainstream media engages in selective reporting? A few dead whites in a shopping center in Nairobi against the wholesale deaths of whites in South Africa?
No wonder nobody who is truly aware pays much attention to CNN and all the rest. They are fucking useless. Fodder for the masses...
Oh, that's just Africa. They're only blacks and blacks don't matter. But now that a few whites got their asses shot off in Nairobi, it's an international incident.
I have spent many years working in African war zones, when the reptiles, through fools like Pat the Rat, attempt to portray me as a racist. I often risked my life to deliver food to starving African children, and these total assholes want to portray me as racist?
So now the world pays attention because a few whites got shot up in Nairobi. But the world ignores the slaughter in the Congo and the CAR. Tell me why that is? Are blacks truly less important than whites? It appears so, doesn't it?
Obama says nothing.
He is neither white nor black, but a mongrel.
What about the slaughter of whites in South Africa? We never hear of that, with murderous blacks on the rampage against whites.
Isn't it strange how the mainstream media engages in selective reporting? A few dead whites in a shopping center in Nairobi against the wholesale deaths of whites in South Africa?
No wonder nobody who is truly aware pays much attention to CNN and all the rest. They are fucking useless. Fodder for the masses...
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Last night, I was waxing a bit sentimental. Embedding some great music videos from the distant past. That rendition of Sultans Of Swing by Dire Straits is a classic, with millions of hits on you tube. And we do have to take a break from combat every now and then...
But tonight, back to the war.
Locked and loaded and hunting stalkers, to no avail. Maybe they're around, but they're laying low. Very low. Guess the handlers aren't supplying them with armored Tahoes...
Always remain vigilant.
And never, ever quit.
But tonight, back to the war.
Locked and loaded and hunting stalkers, to no avail. Maybe they're around, but they're laying low. Very low. Guess the handlers aren't supplying them with armored Tahoes...
Always remain vigilant.
And never, ever quit.
Monday, September 23, 2013
Do you know what that song is about? Take It To The Limit? It was about the pot smuggling days in South Florida, when guys in Cigarette boats and Donzis used to take it to the twelve mile limit to meet a mother ship heavily laden with weed to pick up a couple of thousand pounds of pot and run it in through the cuts in the Miami area and make millions. That's what Take It To The limit is about. I know a guy who did it.
Those were wonderful days, until that total piece of shit, Ronald Reagan, got involved. He shut it down, and ain't it amazing? We now have a hot border war on the Mexican border.
Be careful what you wish for. You might get it.
Politicians will never suppress commerce.
Those were wonderful days, until that total piece of shit, Ronald Reagan, got involved. He shut it down, and ain't it amazing? We now have a hot border war on the Mexican border.
Be careful what you wish for. You might get it.
Politicians will never suppress commerce.
Based on my personal experiences during the past 34 years, this article is definitely worth a read...
http://canadafreepress.com/index.php/article/58093
The word is slowly getting out...
http://canadafreepress.com/index.php/article/58093
The word is slowly getting out...
I've never yet told you about Bulldyke Mary, this 70 year-old bulldyke who lives two doors down. I really didn't want to get into it, because it would involve Al and his plastic-titted Walmart-special wife.
They tried to buy a duplex from Bulldyke Mary, but failed, or so it seemed. Al had an observation post set up, complete with an antenna on his roof eve soaking up audio and video from my home. I exposed him one night when I made a remark to my dog about going outside and fucking with these assholes. I walked outside and there was old Al, highlighted brightly in his picture window, staring at me, watching. BUSTED!
By the time I got through psyching Al out, he had 24 hour bodyguards, wouldn't stick his pitiful head up, and finally moved. Al is a bus driver for an old folks home. Another raging intellect. But he had enough sense to keep his head down. Once, I heard one of this thug bodyguards say, "Let's go for a walk." Al turned him down cold. And hunkered down behind the bricks. I was watching from 70 yards, lasered.
Rule Number One: Shoot the bodyguard first.
Bulldyke Mary was, figuratively speaking only, you understand, in bed with Al, trying to keep the power supply on his antenna up after he moved out. She made a deal with the devil, and now, it has come back to haunt her.
Al and Plastic Tits left, but not before handing the deal off to Walmart Fat Linda who lived next door to them. The antenna appeared shortly on her roof eve after Al and Plastic Tits moved out. I flushed her handler out of the bushes on one occasion by carefully scanning with an AR. He ran like a scared rabbit. I also later saw him leaving Fat Linda's during the afternoon one day out the back way in the daylight. It turns out he was also Pat the Rat's handler, as I later learned, and I flushed him out again right out into the illumination of Pat's porchlight about 11:30 one night. A total piece of shit. Better return to spy school, asshole. Could have blown his head off, but why waste a bullet at a buck apiece on a total piece of shit like that?
Fat Linda now only checks her mail in the dark of night, or sends her little son out to do it. She knows I know. She's next. Karma, Linda. Karma. Her gut is so big she hasn't seen her pussy in five years except in front of a full length mirror. I feel really sorry for her kid to have a mother like that. I truly do. He seems like a nice enough boy and my dog likes him, and she's a good judge of character.
So two days ago, Bulldyke Mary fell and broke her hip. She is a vile, nasty old bitch, always causing problems for her neighbors. But what she is about to undergo, the humiliation, the pain and agony of rehabilitation, I would only wish upon a sworn enemy. Just thinking about it warms my heart.
Those who seek to harm me often come to bitter ends. That's the way it has always been. I have never intervened.
"He who goes in search of revenge should first dig two graves."
None of this scum is worth my life. My grandson would never understand, and neither would my daughter.
Al and Plastic Tits are getting a divorce, and I fervently hope they are miserable.
Mary is about to undergo months of very painful therapy after a hip joint replacement. Couldn't happen to a nicer bunch, both the divorce and Mary's prolonged agony. She very well may end up strung out on oxycodone. Having been in severe pain once or twice, I can attest to you that oxycodone is no fun. It begins to rule your soul.
Wanna "dance with the Devil in the pale moonlight?" Pat the Rat did. So did Mary and Al. As is Fat Linda. Her day will come. Actions have consequences. Both in this world and in the next.
"Dance with the Devil in the pale moonlight?" They have, and they will pay.
If, as a friend of mine says, if you're gonna dance with the Devil, you'd better know how to tango...
They tried to buy a duplex from Bulldyke Mary, but failed, or so it seemed. Al had an observation post set up, complete with an antenna on his roof eve soaking up audio and video from my home. I exposed him one night when I made a remark to my dog about going outside and fucking with these assholes. I walked outside and there was old Al, highlighted brightly in his picture window, staring at me, watching. BUSTED!
By the time I got through psyching Al out, he had 24 hour bodyguards, wouldn't stick his pitiful head up, and finally moved. Al is a bus driver for an old folks home. Another raging intellect. But he had enough sense to keep his head down. Once, I heard one of this thug bodyguards say, "Let's go for a walk." Al turned him down cold. And hunkered down behind the bricks. I was watching from 70 yards, lasered.
Rule Number One: Shoot the bodyguard first.
Bulldyke Mary was, figuratively speaking only, you understand, in bed with Al, trying to keep the power supply on his antenna up after he moved out. She made a deal with the devil, and now, it has come back to haunt her.
Al and Plastic Tits left, but not before handing the deal off to Walmart Fat Linda who lived next door to them. The antenna appeared shortly on her roof eve after Al and Plastic Tits moved out. I flushed her handler out of the bushes on one occasion by carefully scanning with an AR. He ran like a scared rabbit. I also later saw him leaving Fat Linda's during the afternoon one day out the back way in the daylight. It turns out he was also Pat the Rat's handler, as I later learned, and I flushed him out again right out into the illumination of Pat's porchlight about 11:30 one night. A total piece of shit. Better return to spy school, asshole. Could have blown his head off, but why waste a bullet at a buck apiece on a total piece of shit like that?
Fat Linda now only checks her mail in the dark of night, or sends her little son out to do it. She knows I know. She's next. Karma, Linda. Karma. Her gut is so big she hasn't seen her pussy in five years except in front of a full length mirror. I feel really sorry for her kid to have a mother like that. I truly do. He seems like a nice enough boy and my dog likes him, and she's a good judge of character.
So two days ago, Bulldyke Mary fell and broke her hip. She is a vile, nasty old bitch, always causing problems for her neighbors. But what she is about to undergo, the humiliation, the pain and agony of rehabilitation, I would only wish upon a sworn enemy. Just thinking about it warms my heart.
Those who seek to harm me often come to bitter ends. That's the way it has always been. I have never intervened.
"He who goes in search of revenge should first dig two graves."
None of this scum is worth my life. My grandson would never understand, and neither would my daughter.
Al and Plastic Tits are getting a divorce, and I fervently hope they are miserable.
Mary is about to undergo months of very painful therapy after a hip joint replacement. Couldn't happen to a nicer bunch, both the divorce and Mary's prolonged agony. She very well may end up strung out on oxycodone. Having been in severe pain once or twice, I can attest to you that oxycodone is no fun. It begins to rule your soul.
Wanna "dance with the Devil in the pale moonlight?" Pat the Rat did. So did Mary and Al. As is Fat Linda. Her day will come. Actions have consequences. Both in this world and in the next.
"Dance with the Devil in the pale moonlight?" They have, and they will pay.
If, as a friend of mine says, if you're gonna dance with the Devil, you'd better know how to tango...
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Watch this, and pay close attention to the L.A. shrink who says it's bullshit. He's obviously in the tank for the spooks. I fucking hate these mind-bending, drugged-stupor-inducing assholes. Psychiatry is voodoo science.
http://videos.claude.ca/mind-control-brice-taylor-and-ted-gunderson/
http://videos.claude.ca/mind-control-brice-taylor-and-ted-gunderson/
Saturday, September 21, 2013
A lonely Saturday night. A good Miami hand-rolled Hemingway cigar and a cold Heineken, and the Net.
Do you realize that we bloggers are the New Media? The traditional American mainstream media is being ignored by about 75% of the population. They now have very little influence over events.
I highly recommend Twitter as a primary news source. The links that appear there are invaluable and provide esoteric information that you are deprived of through the MSM, who are nothing short of a US Government propaganda machine.
Anybody notice that 880,000 bikers rode on Washington DC last week? They were strung out for miles along the highways of the northeast. If I were ten years younger and had owned a Harley, I would have ridden with them. Dammit. The story was never reported in the MSM. That was an outpouring of rage directed at the current politicians and administration in DC and totally ignored by the "popular" press.
And coming up next, the truckers...Ever hear about this on the MSM? Of course not.
They're going to shut it down between the 11th and 13th of October.. No deliveries, no fuel, no food, no meds, no ammo...nothing. Shut it down, and 70,000 of them are riding on Washington. Lets see the fascists ignore this...
Better stock up...
On top of that, they are calling for a general strike. Spend no money anywhere, cash or plastic. Get the word out. Send a message to Washington that we will no longer tolerate the corruption and degradation of our America.
Enough is enough.
Search the Net. The truth lies here, out here somewhere, and not on some CBS, CNN or MSNBC bullshit propaganda channel.
The scumbags in Washington have awakened a sleeping giant.
Do you realize that we bloggers are the New Media? The traditional American mainstream media is being ignored by about 75% of the population. They now have very little influence over events.
I highly recommend Twitter as a primary news source. The links that appear there are invaluable and provide esoteric information that you are deprived of through the MSM, who are nothing short of a US Government propaganda machine.
Anybody notice that 880,000 bikers rode on Washington DC last week? They were strung out for miles along the highways of the northeast. If I were ten years younger and had owned a Harley, I would have ridden with them. Dammit. The story was never reported in the MSM. That was an outpouring of rage directed at the current politicians and administration in DC and totally ignored by the "popular" press.
And coming up next, the truckers...Ever hear about this on the MSM? Of course not.
They're going to shut it down between the 11th and 13th of October.. No deliveries, no fuel, no food, no meds, no ammo...nothing. Shut it down, and 70,000 of them are riding on Washington. Lets see the fascists ignore this...
Better stock up...
On top of that, they are calling for a general strike. Spend no money anywhere, cash or plastic. Get the word out. Send a message to Washington that we will no longer tolerate the corruption and degradation of our America.
Enough is enough.
Search the Net. The truth lies here, out here somewhere, and not on some CBS, CNN or MSNBC bullshit propaganda channel.
The scumbags in Washington have awakened a sleeping giant.
Pat the Rat update...
He's disappeared. Maybe he died? Maybe his old lady became disgusted with his perfidy and booted his ass out? Or, just maybe, somebody died in Tennessee and he had to go tidy up.
Whatever the case, I have been spared from looking at his pathetic countenance for around two weeks now, and it's a relief.
But you can bet his handlers have him reading my posts, so, hey, Pat, go fuck yourself.
He's disappeared. Maybe he died? Maybe his old lady became disgusted with his perfidy and booted his ass out? Or, just maybe, somebody died in Tennessee and he had to go tidy up.
Whatever the case, I have been spared from looking at his pathetic countenance for around two weeks now, and it's a relief.
But you can bet his handlers have him reading my posts, so, hey, Pat, go fuck yourself.
My friend from Stalked in Oklahoma's latest post. She and I are both being blocked from each others' blogs, so I'll try to publish this for her. She is a truly stalwart soul...
http://blodmon.blogspot.com/
http://blodmon.blogspot.com/
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Stalked in Oklahoma: In the end, we will remember not the words of our ...
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends.
Martin Luther King.
Think it over, TI's, ...
I am blocked from comments on this website, so I will re-post her posts on my blog, so that many of you will not be deprived of her wisdom...
Martin Luther King.
Think it over, TI's, ...
I am blocked from comments on this website, so I will re-post her posts on my blog, so that many of you will not be deprived of her wisdom...
I am not that smart. But, I have developed a very capable and coherent sense of self-preservation, after having been under attack by these incompetents for almost 34 years.
So much of what I write is directed personally at them.
I hope they have the emotional capacity to laugh at themselves, because I laugh at them.
A lot.
Pat the Rat update: The scumbag's been gone for over ten days. Maybe someone in Tennessee died. Or maybe he died and his wife sold his truck.
What the hell...I can always hope...
;-}
So much of what I write is directed personally at them.
I hope they have the emotional capacity to laugh at themselves, because I laugh at them.
A lot.
Pat the Rat update: The scumbag's been gone for over ten days. Maybe someone in Tennessee died. Or maybe he died and his wife sold his truck.
What the hell...I can always hope...
;-}
The more I and my subconscious analyze the events of the past two days, the more I am totally convinced that the reptiles were, once again, trying to entrap me on a bogus firearms charge.
Hey, look, pukebags. I am not in the gun business. If I were, I'd get an FFL and do it for real, so stop sending your pet slobs like Pat the Rat and Mister Ed to attack me with bullshit barrages, because you are as transparent as Glad Wrap. (Shallow talent pool you have around here...)
It was a nice diversion from my terminal boredom, though, so thanks very much for helping me to stay sharp.
Trust no one.
Ever.
Hey, look, pukebags. I am not in the gun business. If I were, I'd get an FFL and do it for real, so stop sending your pet slobs like Pat the Rat and Mister Ed to attack me with bullshit barrages, because you are as transparent as Glad Wrap. (Shallow talent pool you have around here...)
It was a nice diversion from my terminal boredom, though, so thanks very much for helping me to stay sharp.
Trust no one.
Ever.
Saturday, September 14, 2013
When I attempt to insert a comment on my friend's blog, Stalked In Oklahoma, comments are automatically deleted. This clearly demonstrates just how fearful the reptiles are afraid of constrictive criticism. Constructive not to them, but to us. They're pathetic.
They just ran another false flag at me yesterday, but I saw it coming, and nipped it in the bud. A guy who had worked on my computer a couple of times invited himself over without any semblance of confirmation, gave me two, count 'em, two bogus phone numbers to call him back on the day before he arrived, and showed up an hour and a half later than the time he gave me for his arrival. My big dog was ready to tear him a new asshole. I was armed and ready.
He is a fat, trembling, pathetic turd who is a specialist in Stolen Valor who claims to have fought in wars he's never seen, who gave me some intricate bullshit story that a guy was trying to kill him and said he wanted to buy one of my handguns.
I am not a gun salesman. I use all the guns I own. The bullshit went on and on, him standing there sweating like the pig he is, hoping I was going to swallow his bullshit.
I saw him coming and blew him off.
Fuck you, reptiles. It's gonna take a lot more than this piece of shit to compromise me.
#FAIL.
Once again, you stepped on your dicks.
It sure is fun to watch...
They just ran another false flag at me yesterday, but I saw it coming, and nipped it in the bud. A guy who had worked on my computer a couple of times invited himself over without any semblance of confirmation, gave me two, count 'em, two bogus phone numbers to call him back on the day before he arrived, and showed up an hour and a half later than the time he gave me for his arrival. My big dog was ready to tear him a new asshole. I was armed and ready.
He is a fat, trembling, pathetic turd who is a specialist in Stolen Valor who claims to have fought in wars he's never seen, who gave me some intricate bullshit story that a guy was trying to kill him and said he wanted to buy one of my handguns.
I am not a gun salesman. I use all the guns I own. The bullshit went on and on, him standing there sweating like the pig he is, hoping I was going to swallow his bullshit.
I saw him coming and blew him off.
Fuck you, reptiles. It's gonna take a lot more than this piece of shit to compromise me.
#FAIL.
Once again, you stepped on your dicks.
It sure is fun to watch...
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Wake up, you Globalist puke bags! This is a shot across your bows, and more to come if you ignore this. A LOT more...You will not like it...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=youtube_gdata_player&v=yUbQXtUxGDo&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DyUbQXtUxGDo%26feature%3Dyoutube_gdata_player&nomobile=1
1.2 million American bikers telling our Muslim president Obama to go fuck himself in DC on 9/11/13. I love it! Remember Benghazi!
25, count 'em, 25, Muslims showed up for the Million Muslim March. Didn't work out too well, did it, Islamists?
1.2 million Americans showed up.
Peacefully.
Don't push it.
If I was ten years younger and had a Harley, I would have been there, also. Bet your Islamist asses! Get the message? We're not fucking done yet!
The lap dog mass media tried to ignore it, but it permeated the Net. The word got out, nationwide. We are a long way from being buttered and toasted, assholes. A very long way.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=youtube_gdata_player&v=yUbQXtUxGDo&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DyUbQXtUxGDo%26feature%3Dyoutube_gdata_player&nomobile=1
1.2 million American bikers telling our Muslim president Obama to go fuck himself in DC on 9/11/13. I love it! Remember Benghazi!
25, count 'em, 25, Muslims showed up for the Million Muslim March. Didn't work out too well, did it, Islamists?
1.2 million Americans showed up.
Peacefully.
Don't push it.
If I was ten years younger and had a Harley, I would have been there, also. Bet your Islamist asses! Get the message? We're not fucking done yet!
The lap dog mass media tried to ignore it, but it permeated the Net. The word got out, nationwide. We are a long way from being buttered and toasted, assholes. A very long way.
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Watch this.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ng_3gMDV13Q
Obama is scum. And millions upon millions of Americans realize exactly what and who he is. He is despicable.
Will the United States survive in in the current form? That remains to be seen.
There's a lot of loose talk about civil war. The DHS thugs are heavily outnumbered and will be overwhelmed if they try to initiate martial law. They will be slaughtered. They have to exit those MRAPs sometime, and they will be picked off like shooting fish in a barrel.
So we will see. Too damned bad I'm turning 71. I wish I was 31. A good war is always very entertaining...if you don't get shot...
Even for an old man like me...
As has been said, sometimes it is necessary to vote from the rooftops...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ng_3gMDV13Q
Obama is scum. And millions upon millions of Americans realize exactly what and who he is. He is despicable.
Will the United States survive in in the current form? That remains to be seen.
There's a lot of loose talk about civil war. The DHS thugs are heavily outnumbered and will be overwhelmed if they try to initiate martial law. They will be slaughtered. They have to exit those MRAPs sometime, and they will be picked off like shooting fish in a barrel.
So we will see. Too damned bad I'm turning 71. I wish I was 31. A good war is always very entertaining...if you don't get shot...
Even for an old man like me...
As has been said, sometimes it is necessary to vote from the rooftops...
Saturday, September 7, 2013
I deleted my last post because it was a bit juvenile, the one about my NVD being sabotaged by the reptiles.
I looked for them on eBay and they're all over the place for around fifty bucks, so replacing it is no big deal. Hell, I might even buy two...
I live in hurricane country and if we get hit, the power can be down for weeks, so a NVD is a very handy gadget. It's also very handy for flushing stalkers out of the bushes. I've done that three times with Pat the Rat's handler. The bitch panicked. After all, we're dealing with a crop of devout cowards here...and he is a skinny black-haired cunt.
I looked for them on eBay and they're all over the place for around fifty bucks, so replacing it is no big deal. Hell, I might even buy two...
I live in hurricane country and if we get hit, the power can be down for weeks, so a NVD is a very handy gadget. It's also very handy for flushing stalkers out of the bushes. I've done that three times with Pat the Rat's handler. The bitch panicked. After all, we're dealing with a crop of devout cowards here...and he is a skinny black-haired cunt.
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Monday, September 2, 2013
What we need is for some wealthy TI to offer a bounty on the heads of stalkers. Sorta like a Western version of a fatwa. Take one down and you get some shekels. Take two down and you get more. This could become a growth industry.
Make them fear us, instead of some of you living in fear all your days, cowering. I do not fear them and I do not fear death. All you have to lose are your lives, and everybody dies, no exceptions. When you die really doesn't matter. Do not fear death. It is but one door closing and another opening. A doorway to peace.
Attack. Repeat. Attack. (To quote Admiral Halsey.) Pacifism and petitions result in nothing but more frustrations.
Go proactive. And God help those of you who live where one cannot travel armed.
My advice is to move somewhere you can.
Make them fear us, instead of some of you living in fear all your days, cowering. I do not fear them and I do not fear death. All you have to lose are your lives, and everybody dies, no exceptions. When you die really doesn't matter. Do not fear death. It is but one door closing and another opening. A doorway to peace.
Attack. Repeat. Attack. (To quote Admiral Halsey.) Pacifism and petitions result in nothing but more frustrations.
Go proactive. And God help those of you who live where one cannot travel armed.
My advice is to move somewhere you can.
A TI friend of mine has started a blog entitled "Stalked In Oklahoma". You can find it on Google search. She is under heavy electronic attack almost 24/7, but she is bearing up well.
She is a skilled nurse and is very familiar with the field of microbiology and much of what she has to say is very helpful. Do yourselves a favor and locate her blog. The reptiles are always interfering with it and her email, but that's what reptiles do. I have twice attempted to leave a comment but have been blocked both times.
Check it out. "Stalked In Oklahoma." You might like it.
She is a skilled nurse and is very familiar with the field of microbiology and much of what she has to say is very helpful. Do yourselves a favor and locate her blog. The reptiles are always interfering with it and her email, but that's what reptiles do. I have twice attempted to leave a comment but have been blocked both times.
Check it out. "Stalked In Oklahoma." You might like it.
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