The $490 Billion Defeat

Jews Jaws Eight Down

Shark America Two Up

Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 162

Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2008
George W. Bush Will Destroy the World

Looking for the Peru-Chile God Event

Today: Tactics of the Smallville Battle: Show them the Tableau

Today's code is "12th Day, Last Year".

Let us talk as we walk along this old man's beach, of laughter and of tears, of childhood fears, things now out of reach; let us talk of snow and ice upon the deck, let us talk of foreign creatures swimming around the wreck...

We have been running about 24 hours ahead of Time these last four days, tipping out the mountain tops of tomorrow's news, not touching the peaks but seeing them like Fuji in the mist, like Everest in the crystal clear.

Foreign creatures swimming around the wreck...that is perhaps the most interesting future thing we have seen because it means all the other things have drowned then; all the politics, all the war, all the thoughtless talking, all the whores who serve Big Money; and Big Money...and Big Money...and Big Money drowned, too.

Peace, peace, on the briny deep. No more human life upon this Earth. No human voices. Sweet, sweet victory.

Did you read the writing on the wall? Did you see the snow in Baghdad the day after I told you you have the chance of a snowball in Hell? God writing God's Word in the snow as clearly as a Mountain Man writes his name; "Virgil". Did you see Hilary die the day after I told you of the plot to kill Hillary?

Must the writing on the wall be in silly woman politician's blood? Must Baghdad be Hell?

Must you Americans be so God-damned stupid?

Must you Americans be so God-damned mean?

Must you Americans create a false world and live in it as it if were a sane man's dream; as if it were the real thing?

Must you Americans create such miserable tomorrows today?

Miserable, tomorrows, today. Miserable, tomorrows, today. Miserable, tomorrows, today. Why are you Americans compelled to manufacture miserable tomorrows today?

I will tell you the battle plan of the foreign creatures swimming around the wreck...no, I will tell you of the debate among the foreign creatures: Should any human beings be left alive?

This first military maxim of God's Space War is this: The nature of the surprise attack is surprise; the nature of its cousin, the draw play, is infliction.
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I, God's One True Telepath, am the draw of the draw play. What did I offer America in my vulnerability? The choice between kindness and cruelty. The choice between truth and perfidy.

The naked, helpless woman on the street offers the choice of rape or salvation; the momentary satisfaction of the dick or the eternal pleasure of the soul.

Now which did you Americans choose? Rapers, hope destroyers, mean sons of bitches all; you chose to rape the helpless.

Bad choice, bad choice, and now you are so ready for God's big surprise; and now you are so moist.]

Welcome, Americans, to what we Space Sailors call "Cherry Pop".

Meanwhile, back in the USA, the United States of America finished the 12th day of its last year.