Duel Fantasy: The CO2 Hostage Taking Affair

MacRyland vs. McCartney

“There is no hope.”

“Then we must do without hope.”

~ Tolkien

     A man shielded by a media iron curtain of untouchability has been depressingly severe towards me and holds forth that a Goliath attack blindside on a child without so much as a slingshot is a duel.   Because he lives in this Duel Fantasy, without remedy for his psychopathy, something terribly intense and important must be preying on his mind. He announces his agency by yammering, “I speak for everybody in denouncing Creary’s obnoxious dictatorship over Leslie Katz!”   This verdict before public opinion convincingly lays the blame for Lennon’s murder and the letters of Burstyn at the victim’s feet. That part is human history, the seedy underbelly of the AIDS attack that has been whitewashed out of our records. However, it is a little peculiar to have the British launching unprovoked attacks and calling it a Civil War.   We know how they reasoned from McCartney’s storybook, not the one he claims he didn’t author, although it helps.   

Oxford psychologists pre-ordained a terrible psychological injury that the most vicious Nam vet in America, Oliver Stone, called consistent not because it was scripted and a result of terrible injury, but because it served their ends. The murderers in the most deranged Extermination tripping ever accomplished, have called assassination a legitimate form of shotgun marriage to the Third Reich under Axis America. Okay, that’s where it stands. That’s what this means. The Beatles were extermination tripping all along in everything they sang and planned.

       It is a disturbing fantasy to believe that Britain can demand a Loyalty Oath from America through such deranged fictional argumentation, but he’s getting very close to his goal in this current situation and age.   Any Loyalty Oath in America is a form of Martial Law. Civilians are entitled to be bystanders to such disputes or announce their unwillingness to condone war and its many terrible crimes We also live in a civilian command society.  Several people and administrations in the here and now don’t understand what that means, so I will explain. When persons run for public office on the basis of their views and secure votes, they are bidding for authority within the framework of their office.   The winner is given what is called a term of office. When a Military Veteran runs for office they are perfectly entitled to state, “I believe that I am more entitled to this office than my opponent because I served in the U.S. Military.” They are not, however, permitted to take office on the basis of any power but the vote.  To believe otherwise is to render their entire service record meaningless. Civilian command is at the heart of American power. Even if a Five-Star General took the Presidency by being elected he would still be a civilian authority and restrained from breaking the law.

         Since McCartney is a foreign power magnate, criminally insane, psychopathic, deranged and Goliath outsmarting his own reputation by blindside attacks on a child that he effervescently claims to merely condone, he believes might makes right and it really doesn’t matter if he’s wrong because of this.   He also lives in a duel fantasy world. Accordingly, it is often necessary to delve into the shelves of fiction that inform his psychosis to comprehend his mutilation of our names. Not everyone has read J.R.R. Tolkien, for example. Few indeed are prepared for the chilling 1984 casting of the film.   The direct semiotic that grids such issues as my capped front teeth and the name of New Line Cinema is a syphilitic trance linguistic dig put together by his sublime, unholy Confederacy, known only as such by brokers of great power at Carnegie Mellon, like Granger Morgan, George Bush and Ted Rockefeller III.   They force-fed the new line into my psyche and extruded it with neuroplastic trauma, calling me the Walrus that rendered JFK is Oswald when really they mean to say that the CIA is the Walrus, in the sense that Crary is Adolf and Adolf is Kasper and we all gotta get along, not so.

         Much more relevant to this sicko’s duel fantasy is Tolkien’s observation that the Lord of menace, which is a role McCartney couldn’t possibly deny, is tormented by one small thought, an all-consuming obsession and yet in which he can’t see the true peril.   McCartney’s scribe, Gail Burstyn, which he claims only an adopted role, despite that her vestige is on albums by his satrap Fripp, speaks that, “only two people would know.” Know what? That they staged it. McCartney gloats despite his cruel fear, no one will believe that, only two people would know.   He wants the house brought down on every single due process accorded a man in America, and even the right to use a brainblaster, Amnesty International for rape and torture, leering that Lennon was No. 1 and the adage that all is fair in love and war. Shooting JFK was fair and love?

The Reagans clocked the murder of JFK to cinema, while in London the British Confederated with sex cinema to sell online so they could claim that when you see murder on the silver screen in real life it happened therefore Jimmy watching their movies as an adult allows Yoko Ono to make real life mutilation films of him as a child sex hostage for Seattle Art Museum. The women in pornography have themselves told me that they would rebel against anyone who tried to stop them from making love on film. How is that the same thing as mutilating a child? Because it sells as a cover operation for the AIDS attack is how, by the vampire Jay Inslee.

        For all their messy talk of Trump being impeached, the Democrats in Congress and a few shells of Republican self-respect amount to another image from George Lucas.  Even when they invoke the Law in their threat it amounts to Hans Solo’s frantic grappling at the controls of a brigand’s vessel, madly pushing buttons because the Wizard doesn’t know how it works.    Such scenes appear to settle matters firmly in the chin-stroking of folklore from Hollywood.

        However, despite the backstab by Britain, who famously showed their true nature puppeteering Eisenhower over Suez before smiling as the successor, JFK, did his puppet dance in Dallas, they got into position because, naturally, America thought they appreciated us enough, as the victors of WW2, (Russia was ground down and faced with convulsive control manias) when we yielded to their petty insistence on being the High Justice at Nuremberg.  From there, in secret, they turned on us for King Edward’s favorites, laughing at our use of the atom bomb in the context of our idealistic pretensions. Might makes right, indeed, they mused. Lennon announced on Sgt. Pepper’s that when they blew out Kennedy’s mind the English Army won the war, all by themselves, as history would admit if giving their due. The White Album, a gift to Yoko Ono on Nov. 22, 1968, five years later, was anything but mourning. It was Lennon glorifying the petulant satisfaction of sexual conquest in the matter of his Attila rendering. It’s that simple. It’s Inslee’s true loyalties that confuse his interpretation.

         The Cold War came about because FDR and JFK as men in a foundation of intellectual heritage were vanquished in favor of the British allegiance to Kasper, the hidden Hitler in Argentina who Reagan brokered into silence about the AIDS attack.   The atoms of WW2 were a tragedy from a war weary nation. Some men might have balked, or tried to demonstrate them first. It wasn’t my doing but I was an offspring of that victory at sea. For this reason, the British uploaded at a school in one of the offending states under Obama a teacher whose name is brazen encryption of Because Crary is Yoko Ono’s Slave, signed Tony Levin. Think about that. The U.S. Government is allowing a foreign power martial law jurisdiction to punish our victory at sea by mutilation of a child hostage in lifelong tragedy. Everyone knows Inslee resents the way that Lennon’s lemmings breed like Oswald the rabbits. He doesn’t have the right to extermination trip about it. They’ve committed a very serious crime.

         Understanding this is just the beginning of understanding this.   They know that, the outline of the Texas Schoolbook is a copious turd from Military Heaven and the British are loving it in the name of souvenirs.   Heidegger no doubt was in on it. The idea of man being in the process of becoming allowed them to take a soft spoken child and promote the victim of cerebral mummification as Fuhrer-after-the-fact.   We arrive at certain very useful and enlightening conclusions from this investigation. Anyone with a clearly defined idea of right and wrong tends towards being in a small minority while those with ideological ventures, the types who love to see their names in print, as they like to say, the Lucas hotheads, cut a better deal for themselves, they suppose, by craven ideology no matter how vacuous.   The winner in this has always been those who cut the deal, because English hypocrisy is a nuance company. They invent little games of pseudo-interpretation and spread the hate. All they need is to incite violence towards an innocent person and they win.

          Tactically, the hypocrisy nuance company play acts whatever they are asked to.  You hate being tortured and didn’t forgive Goliath so what if we walk out on you?  They laugh. Empathy and Love are words that have never been in more cowardly, derisive hands than the psychopaths of Extermination tripping in our universities.   They used such names as Dibarno, for rape in a barn and recourse to the Bar Association? Bar? no; Nordenberg, for den of thieves, who wrote and play acted finding the Texas Schoolbook, laughing who’s gonna stop us?  Nuremberg? With no Bar Association? SCOTUS is their Defense Team proclaiming for themselves the right to prosecute. Who? America.

         It was interesting to have Hollywood announce their claim to lead the fall of Trump in a letter from Robert Redford, who has a mutual friend with me in Clint Eastwood, but Redford hasn’t spoken up about his silence concerning the indications of this plan in a number of films he starred in, anymore than Eastwood can evade the fact that his own take on Where Eagles Dare was Where Doubles Dare.  Where doubles dare do what? Pull a Houdini? Attack a shy, easily frightened grade school child blindside with the violence of Goliath?

       One only wonders at the impertinence.

Despite the violation of America involved, confusion plays into their hands. The key to preventing reason from being thrown out because society would “rather” go along with assassins, is in identifying the smirk of deceit behind such Martial Law commentaries as “my gamer son wasted your honors student,” (Seattle Mental Health Administration endorsing criminal entrapment and Oxford psychological voice overs) and the claim that anyone trying to avoid public service is unfit to have their rights recognized. It is a Mephisto argument, as in the Klaus Mann novel where the man who didn’t fight fascism because he was just an actor is therefore as guilty as the fascists. What McCartney doesn’t want understood is that reporting his crime is the antithesis of going along with it. The Mephisto argument, isn’t about his attack squadron, it’s about going along with them. Mephisto never spoke out again the Third Reich much less resisted them.

McCartney is a legendary assassin. His extermination tripping from Yoko Ono is exactly what it appears to be, cold-blooded Japanese revenge over World War Two for English Lords disappointed that fascism didn’t win. Maybe it will, but you won’t find me.

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