The $502 Billion Defeat
Jews Jaws Four Up
Shark America Six Down
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 147 (Steady on the Edge of Danger Zone)
Virgil Kret's Cell Phone Number: (530) 276-4923
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: Nuke the Queers
Today's code is "24th Day, Last Year".
There is some question at this time whether or not I was murdered at 2025 W. Embassy Street, Anaheim, California. The torture there damaged me that greatly; and something seems to have been broken. There is nothing more vicious than a queer with the right to torture.
I have composed news stories while the bullets whizzed by; so I can do the same while my heart decides if it wants to keep on beating.
Living out of a suitcase, my desk is more cluttered than usual, and my writer's stride is a bit choppy, not the usual long-legged lope of the long distance runner. What the Hell, this is war, not the Olympics; I may not run pretty but I do run hard and relentlessly.
I see there is absolutely no understanding that the movie actor, Heath Ledger, of Brokeback Mountain fame, was killed by God as part of Operation Queer. Of course there is no reason there should be;.that was a private killing to show me how operation Queer is progressing.
The death of this movie actor, killed by God because he played a queer on screen (in response to a queers torture of me over the past month or two) is like a punctuation mark in the writing on the wall of the news. Isolated, it has no meaning, but in the larger context of Operation Queer it will be seen as significant.
For example, while I never do well in second-guessing God's Space War actions against the United States of America, if we suddenly were to see actors who played queers in movies or on TV dying, a pattern would become visible.
I look over my list of news stories and come upon one I have not updated in a while, that being the coming nuclear-bombing of the greater Los Angeles area.
This is a pesky story here at I.C. News; it does not move closer and it does not go away.
This tells us Los Angeles will still be the first American target when George W. Bush stumblebums the world into nuclear war, but the date of attack has not yet been set.
Most likely the nuclear shooter has been ordered to fire when certain events have taken place or certain conditions have developed. Most likely the nuclear device is already in place...or devices are.
There is no demand for even free samples of this story; and perhaps that is because this is such an obvious story to anyone who thinks in analytical terms about nuclear war, which few queers--that is, few Americans--are likely to do.
(Americans are now "queers" in the lexicon of Sod's Space Soldiers and Sailors and Airmen, as Vietnamese were "gooks" and "slopes" during the Vietnam War and Iraqis are "sandniggers" and "ragheads" now in the lexicon of American forces.)
As day follows night, the next logical news story on my list is the current stage of America's torture-murder of me, God's One True Telepath, and that I shall review for you briefly.
The one person in the world who loves me most--and perhaps the only person in the world who loves me at all--is a niece, the daughter of my deceased brother.
It was to remain near her, because she needs her beloved uncle near her, that I took the job as live-in house manager at 2025 W. Embassy, despite the fact it paid nothing and the residence is sponsored by a hotbed of psycho-fascism, a mental health association, with all the blind crypto-religious implications that come with that.
"You THINK you are being tortured," is the classic psycho-fascistic lie, a lie repeatedly told me at 2025 W. Embassy.
A little over a year ago my niece had taken great pains to find me, overcoming family gossip that I am more wicked than Vlad the Impaler, because though she had only known me when she was a little girl she recalled I had some quality that belied the family gossip and the family rationalization for allowing one of its own to be cast into torture-enslavement.
My niece has five adult children--one a troublesome 17-year-old, so let's say four adult children.
Her second son, now 27, was paralyzed about five years ago in an accident, and she almost exclusively has cared for him throughout all those years, washing him, cleaning his poop, dressing him, getting up at least six times a night in answer to his calls for help--and in so doing takes remarkable abuse from him, but that's another story.
So, the niece I found when she found me was a niece approaching death at 50 because of exhaustion and despair and hopelessness; her life seeming a long, long stretch of straight, hot desert highway disappearing into the heat of the future, and suicide seeming like a lollypop.
That is why I stayed at 2025 Embassy Street and put up with being tortured by a criminal queer and his criminal bitches.
Sure, I am God's One True Telepath and Americans love to torture me; and but for my staying near my niece I would be being tortured in another part of this torture chamber called the United States of America; but I would choose some place away from the nuclear bull's eye which is the Greater Los Angeles Area.
In the closing days at 2025 Embassy Street, Anaheim, where I was being tortured by the queer, Dennis Martin and his bitches Michael Baldwin and Warren Longacre, I was telling my niece I might have to leave the area, and she begged me not to.
As it turned out (as it came to pass) my niece and her husband and their extended family had arranged to take a cruise to Mexico this week, and she asked me to stay at her home in case the inevitable happened and I was forced out of 2025 Embassy Street, Anaheim, while she was away.
That is where I am now, her home, an ointment for my wounds, but an ointment with a fly in it.
Due to booking problems (my niece is careful and apologetic to point out) the paralyzed son could not go on the cruise, and the elder brother and his wife have moved in to take care of him while my niece is away.
It is telling of this couple that although they owe my niece and her husband well over $5000 because of their own financial irresponsibility they charge my niece and her husband $500 for the week they are taking care of the paralyzed brother, and further eat up their food, and further make a mess of their home.
This is all preamble to my reporting the fact that this couple tortures me most cruelly, waking me by banging on the wall if I happen to be sleeping while either is awake.
Do you see my point? I am their grand uncle, brother of their deceased grandfather, and they torture me because I am God's One True Telepath; and they torture me mean...and they torture me mean.
Do you not find that rather queer?
Of course I am the only journalist in the world who thinks the torture-enslavement of one human being by 350 million "freedom-loving" human beings is a news story, so let's proceed to another story on my story pile.
Oddly, my best current news story is the "UFO" story, because I have just established evidence that the "UFO" killed those three U.S. Navy queers in that helicopter crash south of Corpus Christi, Texas.
That is the story I am watching most closely because it seems the "UFO" is the military unit assigned to carry out the current God's Space War maneuver called, "Operation Queer".
Considering my limited view of the world here in this torture chamber where my grand nephew, "Bo", tortures me so viciously, the extinction of the human species seems natural and logical to me; and I understand that the extinction or near-extinction of the human species seems to be what the "UFO" is up to.
Bear in mind, the great effort is to save this Earth, and the human being is the chief cause of this Earth's death.
That is what God's efforts with the human species have been directed at for thousands of years, but instead of becoming an enlightened species the human being remains very much like it was when God first began God's work, vipers in a pit pretending to be kittens in a basket
Meanwhile, back in the USA, the United States of America finished the 24nd day of its last year.
Shark America Six Down
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 147 (Steady on the Edge of Danger Zone)
Virgil Kret's Cell Phone Number: (530) 276-4923
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: Nuke the Queers
Today's code is "24th Day, Last Year".
There is some question at this time whether or not I was murdered at 2025 W. Embassy Street, Anaheim, California. The torture there damaged me that greatly; and something seems to have been broken. There is nothing more vicious than a queer with the right to torture.
I have composed news stories while the bullets whizzed by; so I can do the same while my heart decides if it wants to keep on beating.
Living out of a suitcase, my desk is more cluttered than usual, and my writer's stride is a bit choppy, not the usual long-legged lope of the long distance runner. What the Hell, this is war, not the Olympics; I may not run pretty but I do run hard and relentlessly.
I see there is absolutely no understanding that the movie actor, Heath Ledger, of Brokeback Mountain fame, was killed by God as part of Operation Queer. Of course there is no reason there should be;.that was a private killing to show me how operation Queer is progressing.
The death of this movie actor, killed by God because he played a queer on screen (in response to a queers torture of me over the past month or two) is like a punctuation mark in the writing on the wall of the news. Isolated, it has no meaning, but in the larger context of Operation Queer it will be seen as significant.
For example, while I never do well in second-guessing God's Space War actions against the United States of America, if we suddenly were to see actors who played queers in movies or on TV dying, a pattern would become visible.
I look over my list of news stories and come upon one I have not updated in a while, that being the coming nuclear-bombing of the greater Los Angeles area.
This is a pesky story here at I.C. News; it does not move closer and it does not go away.
This tells us Los Angeles will still be the first American target when George W. Bush stumblebums the world into nuclear war, but the date of attack has not yet been set.
Most likely the nuclear shooter has been ordered to fire when certain events have taken place or certain conditions have developed. Most likely the nuclear device is already in place...or devices are.
There is no demand for even free samples of this story; and perhaps that is because this is such an obvious story to anyone who thinks in analytical terms about nuclear war, which few queers--that is, few Americans--are likely to do.
(Americans are now "queers" in the lexicon of Sod's Space Soldiers and Sailors and Airmen, as Vietnamese were "gooks" and "slopes" during the Vietnam War and Iraqis are "sandniggers" and "ragheads" now in the lexicon of American forces.)
As day follows night, the next logical news story on my list is the current stage of America's torture-murder of me, God's One True Telepath, and that I shall review for you briefly.
The one person in the world who loves me most--and perhaps the only person in the world who loves me at all--is a niece, the daughter of my deceased brother.
It was to remain near her, because she needs her beloved uncle near her, that I took the job as live-in house manager at 2025 W. Embassy, despite the fact it paid nothing and the residence is sponsored by a hotbed of psycho-fascism, a mental health association, with all the blind crypto-religious implications that come with that.
"You THINK you are being tortured," is the classic psycho-fascistic lie, a lie repeatedly told me at 2025 W. Embassy.
A little over a year ago my niece had taken great pains to find me, overcoming family gossip that I am more wicked than Vlad the Impaler, because though she had only known me when she was a little girl she recalled I had some quality that belied the family gossip and the family rationalization for allowing one of its own to be cast into torture-enslavement.
My niece has five adult children--one a troublesome 17-year-old, so let's say four adult children.
Her second son, now 27, was paralyzed about five years ago in an accident, and she almost exclusively has cared for him throughout all those years, washing him, cleaning his poop, dressing him, getting up at least six times a night in answer to his calls for help--and in so doing takes remarkable abuse from him, but that's another story.
So, the niece I found when she found me was a niece approaching death at 50 because of exhaustion and despair and hopelessness; her life seeming a long, long stretch of straight, hot desert highway disappearing into the heat of the future, and suicide seeming like a lollypop.
That is why I stayed at 2025 Embassy Street and put up with being tortured by a criminal queer and his criminal bitches.
Sure, I am God's One True Telepath and Americans love to torture me; and but for my staying near my niece I would be being tortured in another part of this torture chamber called the United States of America; but I would choose some place away from the nuclear bull's eye which is the Greater Los Angeles Area.
In the closing days at 2025 Embassy Street, Anaheim, where I was being tortured by the queer, Dennis Martin and his bitches Michael Baldwin and Warren Longacre, I was telling my niece I might have to leave the area, and she begged me not to.
As it turned out (as it came to pass) my niece and her husband and their extended family had arranged to take a cruise to Mexico this week, and she asked me to stay at her home in case the inevitable happened and I was forced out of 2025 Embassy Street, Anaheim, while she was away.
That is where I am now, her home, an ointment for my wounds, but an ointment with a fly in it.
Due to booking problems (my niece is careful and apologetic to point out) the paralyzed son could not go on the cruise, and the elder brother and his wife have moved in to take care of him while my niece is away.
It is telling of this couple that although they owe my niece and her husband well over $5000 because of their own financial irresponsibility they charge my niece and her husband $500 for the week they are taking care of the paralyzed brother, and further eat up their food, and further make a mess of their home.
This is all preamble to my reporting the fact that this couple tortures me most cruelly, waking me by banging on the wall if I happen to be sleeping while either is awake.
Do you see my point? I am their grand uncle, brother of their deceased grandfather, and they torture me because I am God's One True Telepath; and they torture me mean...and they torture me mean.
Do you not find that rather queer?
Of course I am the only journalist in the world who thinks the torture-enslavement of one human being by 350 million "freedom-loving" human beings is a news story, so let's proceed to another story on my story pile.
Oddly, my best current news story is the "UFO" story, because I have just established evidence that the "UFO" killed those three U.S. Navy queers in that helicopter crash south of Corpus Christi, Texas.
That is the story I am watching most closely because it seems the "UFO" is the military unit assigned to carry out the current God's Space War maneuver called, "Operation Queer".
Considering my limited view of the world here in this torture chamber where my grand nephew, "Bo", tortures me so viciously, the extinction of the human species seems natural and logical to me; and I understand that the extinction or near-extinction of the human species seems to be what the "UFO" is up to.
Bear in mind, the great effort is to save this Earth, and the human being is the chief cause of this Earth's death.
That is what God's efforts with the human species have been directed at for thousands of years, but instead of becoming an enlightened species the human being remains very much like it was when God first began God's work, vipers in a pit pretending to be kittens in a basket
Meanwhile, back in the USA, the United States of America finished the 24nd day of its last year.
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