Don't Just Shoot One...

 
I suppose you noticed how my Osama Bin Laden story yesterday fit the Osama Bin Laden news today.
 
The government pigs noticed, and the motel where I stay (because it is illegal for me to have a home of my own) had no electricity for about nine hours.  That's very rare, considering
good weather.
 
I have perhaps been too ahead of the news lately, and that is making the government pigs and media weasels nervous; and blacking me out for nine hours gives the media weasels and government pigs time to get their stories straight.
 
The Osama story I told you is not complete, and likewise the news of Osama's possible death is not complete.
 
Perhaps you can see the story of Osama going aboard a beautiful space ship and having tea with an Angel could be a death story; or it could also be a story about God coming to the aid of Osama.  The story, Dear Reader, suggests Osama is loved by God. 
 
We shall see where the Osama story leads when God tells me the next chapter.  The important thing here is that my Osama story was about eight hours ahead of the news media's Osama story.
 
The electricity came back on close to deadline time so I will shoot for rat-tat-tat journalism and not literature, and catch up to where we are in this looming attack by God on the United States of America.
 
Today's code is a linking code, part today and part tomorrow.  "Don't Shoot Just One..." today, and "...When You Can Shoot Them All" tomorrow.
 
Having had no electricity, I am not up on the news today, but there apparently is a story of a state senator's son being killed by gunshot.  I do not know the details or the timing of the event, particularly if it happened before or after today's code came in early this morning, California time.
 
This event fits into the "Favorite Son" Space War pattern that killed Steve Irwin and Daniel Smith, but I am currently not tracking that pattern because there is no market for that story despite the remarkable evidence I have presented about it.
 
I have told you, every elected official in the United States is under attack in God's Space War due the national crime of Telepath torture; so, having no details of this shooting and no time to search them before deadline, I must say this event seems to fit into that pattern.
 
I have not heard when the "Plough" code I described yesterday will begin, but since we know tomorrow's code is something else we know it will not begin until at least Monday.
 
Plough promises to be a most interesting code pattern, not the simple 10-9-8 "Timber" pattern which documented in advance the deaths of Steve Irwin and Daniel Smith, the blocked school shooting in Green Bay, and the coup in Thailand.
 
At first glance it looks like it might be a difficult Space War attack pattern to follow, its structure being based on the 1785 "Mouse" poem by Robert Burns, language difficult to read even for a native speaker of English, and eight verses of six lines each.
 
My current guess is this pattern will consist of eight attacks, one fitting each verse.  These are meant to be very painful attacks on the United States of America, attacks in punishment for America's torture-enslavement of me, the only audible mental telepath in human history.
 
These attacks seem intended to show that the United States is but a mouse in relation to God, and we can expect this attack pattern to destroy the home of the mouse, as is the case in the Burns poem.
 
I expect the most famous line of the poem (The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft agley) to be an outstanding element of the attack, even though it does not come at the end of the poem, where we expect a climax to take place.
 
In other news, while the threat to bomb Pakistan story has been allowed to slip away by the Bush-subservient American journalism, I will comment on the statement of the president of Pakistan that the Bush Administration threatened to bomb Pakistan "into the stone age" if Pakistan did not toe America's line.
 
What the media did not report is that "bomb into the stone age" is a uniquely American phrase that was used in relation to the Japanese, the Koreans and Chinese, and the Vietnamese; and that the president of Pakistan said this particular phrase was used in the threat adds credence to his statement.  The phrase is generally attributed to Air Force General Curtis Lemay, who died in 1990.