The $247 Billion Defeat
Jews Jaws Eight
Shark America Two
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 170
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
Looking for the Peru-Chile Event
Today: Tactics of the Smallville Battle (Part 6--The Death--You May Recall Part 3 Was "Waiting for the Death")
Today's God's Space War code is, "Shut up and die like an aviator".
As if fog were lifting from over a set piece American Civil War battlefield, and we in our observation balloon can see not only the tableau of the Blue and Gray but the mental chess boards of the generals as they sit in their tents and ponder their next moves, we can see how the micro front, the Battle of Smallville, is a miniature twin of the macro front, God's Space War defeat of the United States of America.
I know it is hardly likely you can see the connections between the macro and the micro, the dots are probably too far apart to connect, but look, look, sadly, sadly, down at the lone American soldier-body found floating in the Euphrates; and look, look, don't feel too badly, at a body found rotting in the Smallville sun.
Just about when in yesterday's news the American body was being identified with great forensic difficulty, the pack of cowardly dogs threatened to attack me from their side of the fence.
The reason for this assault by the pack of dogs was apparently my having noticed something on their side of the fence, the body of an animal that had been dead for two days or more considering the smell and the flies, a body of what species I could not at first identify.
It was as I was looking at the rotting body over the fence, pondering what its species might be, that the pack of dogs came running at me barking and growling, angry that I was looking at their kill; like a pack of Americans angry that I had seen the pathos of their naked, damned souls; but that's another story.
(How cruel of me to look upon those damned American souls. Satan's kill; how angry the pack of dogs was at my looking at their rotting kill. The value of each, if i were to hold them in comparison, one in each hand, would be about the same.)
At first it seemed to be the body of a small dog, but after closer inspection the next day, today, I realized it was a cat.
My assumption is the pack of dogs killed it after it had wandered into their territory.
The point of immediate importance here is that one week ago today in the "Tactics" headline we had "Waiting for the Death", and a death took place.
It was not the death we might have expected or preferred, but a death nevertheless and a death that kept the government pigs from my door asking how I happened to have written about the psycho-fascist coward at 316 Second Street if that pathetic American had in fact gone to Hell a little ahead of schedule.
The God's Space War point is this, somehow in my short-term projection into the future I recorded that a death was going to take place there; or alternatively (another Riddle for the Riddle Pile) did God tell me that death was going to take place there? In any case, as I have done so often for over three decades, I recorded a death before it took place.
Remember the metaphorical image of me I drew for you as we have watched the Battle of Smallville slowly, slowly unfold; samurai with a sword in each hand, arms outstretched to each side and hands at shoulder height, one blade pointing to one psycho-fascist home, one blade pointing to the other, 316 Second Street and 211 Juniper, one blade named God, the other named Time Travel.
Did I see the cat dead in the field while the cat was still alive and out looking for pussy before the pack of dogs caught up with it? Or did God say, Hey, Virgil, Make a Note, "Awaiting the Death"?
Like Americans have their delicious secrets in their torture-enslavement of me, I have my delicious secrets in God's torture-damnation of them.
Which of my two swords was it--God or Time Travel--that recorded that very significant insignificant death before it took place?
And does it matter in the big picture of God's cutting American down?
Was the dead cat just another time-mark landmark on the road to America's Hell, no more important than a Burma Shave sign on Highway 66?
In the news we see the coming and going of some interesting developments.
First, the apparent crumbling of NBC News as it lets go two of its leading male personalities after having lost its leading female personality several months ago. My guess is NBC will soon openly join Republican American Fascism, and mate with Fox News in a marriage made in Hell and officiated by Satan..
(Remember, it was NBC News that hid the fact I had told it about the Fromme attack on Ford two weeks in advance; and it was NBC News that hid the fact I had told it about the 9/11 attack at least two weeks in advance. NBC News deserves to crumble.)
Second, in general we see a surge in the power of Republican American Fascism, with such announcements as a massive expansion of forces in Iraq in total disregard of the vote of the American people; the cold-blooded Republican American Fascist support of military action within Lebanon against Palestinian refugee civilians; the increased attacks on Palestinians in Gaza by Israel; the massing of US warships off Iran; the increasing strength of Republican American Fascism's private military forces, such as Blackwater; and the bending over in submission by the Democratic Party, ready to take a rod in the rear to escape a Republican American Fascist bullet in the brain.
(You do know, don't you, that the Republican American Fascists killed John F. Kennedy, and every Democrat knows there is a bullet with his or her or its name on it should backbone and not ass he shown?)
News that is not in the news: the United States of America is on the lip of God's Space War defeat, a defeat so resounding and so deserved cheers and applause will be heard throughout the Galaxy.
Have you heard, its in the stars, next July America collides with Mars (with apologies to Robbie Williams for paraphrasing my favorite line from his song, "Well Did You Evah").
Shark America Two
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 170
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
Looking for the Peru-Chile Event
Today: Tactics of the Smallville Battle (Part 6--The Death--You May Recall Part 3 Was "Waiting for the Death")
Today's God's Space War code is, "Shut up and die like an aviator".
As if fog were lifting from over a set piece American Civil War battlefield, and we in our observation balloon can see not only the tableau of the Blue and Gray but the mental chess boards of the generals as they sit in their tents and ponder their next moves, we can see how the micro front, the Battle of Smallville, is a miniature twin of the macro front, God's Space War defeat of the United States of America.
I know it is hardly likely you can see the connections between the macro and the micro, the dots are probably too far apart to connect, but look, look, sadly, sadly, down at the lone American soldier-body found floating in the Euphrates; and look, look, don't feel too badly, at a body found rotting in the Smallville sun.
Just about when in yesterday's news the American body was being identified with great forensic difficulty, the pack of cowardly dogs threatened to attack me from their side of the fence.
The reason for this assault by the pack of dogs was apparently my having noticed something on their side of the fence, the body of an animal that had been dead for two days or more considering the smell and the flies, a body of what species I could not at first identify.
It was as I was looking at the rotting body over the fence, pondering what its species might be, that the pack of dogs came running at me barking and growling, angry that I was looking at their kill; like a pack of Americans angry that I had seen the pathos of their naked, damned souls; but that's another story.
(How cruel of me to look upon those damned American souls. Satan's kill; how angry the pack of dogs was at my looking at their rotting kill. The value of each, if i were to hold them in comparison, one in each hand, would be about the same.)
At first it seemed to be the body of a small dog, but after closer inspection the next day, today, I realized it was a cat.
My assumption is the pack of dogs killed it after it had wandered into their territory.
The point of immediate importance here is that one week ago today in the "Tactics" headline we had "Waiting for the Death", and a death took place.
It was not the death we might have expected or preferred, but a death nevertheless and a death that kept the government pigs from my door asking how I happened to have written about the psycho-fascist coward at 316 Second Street if that pathetic American had in fact gone to Hell a little ahead of schedule.
The God's Space War point is this, somehow in my short-term projection into the future I recorded that a death was going to take place there; or alternatively (another Riddle for the Riddle Pile) did God tell me that death was going to take place there? In any case, as I have done so often for over three decades, I recorded a death before it took place.
Remember the metaphorical image of me I drew for you as we have watched the Battle of Smallville slowly, slowly unfold; samurai with a sword in each hand, arms outstretched to each side and hands at shoulder height, one blade pointing to one psycho-fascist home, one blade pointing to the other, 316 Second Street and 211 Juniper, one blade named God, the other named Time Travel.
Did I see the cat dead in the field while the cat was still alive and out looking for pussy before the pack of dogs caught up with it? Or did God say, Hey, Virgil, Make a Note, "Awaiting the Death"?
Like Americans have their delicious secrets in their torture-enslavement of me, I have my delicious secrets in God's torture-damnation of them.
Which of my two swords was it--God or Time Travel--that recorded that very significant insignificant death before it took place?
And does it matter in the big picture of God's cutting American down?
Was the dead cat just another time-mark landmark on the road to America's Hell, no more important than a Burma Shave sign on Highway 66?
In the news we see the coming and going of some interesting developments.
First, the apparent crumbling of NBC News as it lets go two of its leading male personalities after having lost its leading female personality several months ago. My guess is NBC will soon openly join Republican American Fascism, and mate with Fox News in a marriage made in Hell and officiated by Satan..
(Remember, it was NBC News that hid the fact I had told it about the Fromme attack on Ford two weeks in advance; and it was NBC News that hid the fact I had told it about the 9/11 attack at least two weeks in advance. NBC News deserves to crumble.)
Second, in general we see a surge in the power of Republican American Fascism, with such announcements as a massive expansion of forces in Iraq in total disregard of the vote of the American people; the cold-blooded Republican American Fascist support of military action within Lebanon against Palestinian refugee civilians; the increased attacks on Palestinians in Gaza by Israel; the massing of US warships off Iran; the increasing strength of Republican American Fascism's private military forces, such as Blackwater; and the bending over in submission by the Democratic Party, ready to take a rod in the rear to escape a Republican American Fascist bullet in the brain.
(You do know, don't you, that the Republican American Fascists killed John F. Kennedy, and every Democrat knows there is a bullet with his or her or its name on it should backbone and not ass he shown?)
News that is not in the news: the United States of America is on the lip of God's Space War defeat, a defeat so resounding and so deserved cheers and applause will be heard throughout the Galaxy.
Have you heard, its in the stars, next July America collides with Mars (with apologies to Robbie Williams for paraphrasing my favorite line from his song, "Well Did You Evah").
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