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Politics / Re: Government By Ghoul; Goyim Buy Lash
« Last post by Jackstar on August 02, 2026, 02:20:30 PM »Keith, I bow to your Mastery. (Standards.)
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https://youtu.be/H4PHMYNDpr8?is=f-EKwYwKBLoUas5z
There's a lot to unpack here.
#1: Staged.
#2: Hackneyed.
#3: WARCRIME (alleged).
#4: Sultry.
#5: Whore.
#6: Nanotech (in some media markets. Some assembly not available on Guam. Tim Burton is an intersex Venusian. My hand to G-d).
#7: Q predicted this.
#8: Sweep up all that shrapnel from the splash damage into one of those queer flower pot hats that carnival freak show refugees wear, add a blister pack of ten (10) 9-volt batteries, and you've got yourself a self-flying foldable briefcase car like George Jetson, but you must get Oprah Winfrey to endorse the title and registration or the local peasantry will revolt. Who will help the peasant’s widow’s son?
#9: Still—this is better than Whirlyball.
#10: Heather Wade is my Number One Guy. →∅•
I don't know how to break this to you all gently but this long national nightmare is starting to wind down, folks, it's starting to wind down. Nothing good lasts forever. Except disco but that's not relevant to our mutual interests right now UNLESS you have any decent coca.
I can't explain in any coherent way what has been happening but measurable progress has been made in just the last few hours during secret backchannel negotiations that were not at all coordinated by either myself or anyone you've ever heard of. I'm just saying. Shit is going down. It's getting real up in here.
David Rubini was not available for comment at the time of this reply’s posting, because he and my (blank) were busy on location. I don't remember if I were told where. Someplace spectacularly gay I am sure.
As God as my witness, I truly believe that everyone will come to unanimous agreement that the results obtained will have been absolutely worth the expenditure of effort and consumption of resources that were burned through like a hot sawblade through fresh-churned butter.
Because Jewel is a cat again, and I didn't have to be COMP’d to the Queen of The Vampyr. She's blisteringly hot. Grapefruit would just die. I mean Jewel would just be a bat. Or something nocturnal and leechy. Like a lamprey. Ewww, gross.
STAY HUNGRY, BĪ-B¡†Çî-↓|—TΩΠ∆¡v¡∆†E. Operators are not standing by to just polish brass.
They have come to document the event. This is a very exciting time for Humanity. Hang on.
Because sometimes that's what diplomacy is: getting high AF in the cloakroom while the whole world waits to be let in on the secret recipe. The big scoop. The inside dish. Ewe wait.
You don't have to. That's what I am here for. I learn: so I can just tell you for an easy buck. You like being tolled.
I like to be paid. Try it sometime, bourgeoisie scum. Adieu.
There's a lot to unpack here.
#1: Staged.
#2: Hackneyed.
#3: WARCRIME (alleged).
#4: Sultry.
#5: Whore.
#6: Nanotech (in some media markets. Some assembly not available on Guam. Tim Burton is an intersex Venusian. My hand to G-d).
#7: Q predicted this.
#8: Sweep up all that shrapnel from the splash damage into one of those queer flower pot hats that carnival freak show refugees wear, add a blister pack of ten (10) 9-volt batteries, and you've got yourself a self-flying foldable briefcase car like George Jetson, but you must get Oprah Winfrey to endorse the title and registration or the local peasantry will revolt. Who will help the peasant’s widow’s son?
#9: Still—this is better than Whirlyball.
#10: Heather Wade is my Number One Guy. →∅•
I don't know how to break this to you all gently but this long national nightmare is starting to wind down, folks, it's starting to wind down. Nothing good lasts forever. Except disco but that's not relevant to our mutual interests right now UNLESS you have any decent coca.
I can't explain in any coherent way what has been happening but measurable progress has been made in just the last few hours during secret backchannel negotiations that were not at all coordinated by either myself or anyone you've ever heard of. I'm just saying. Shit is going down. It's getting real up in here.
David Rubini was not available for comment at the time of this reply’s posting, because he and my (blank) were busy on location. I don't remember if I were told where. Someplace spectacularly gay I am sure.
As God as my witness, I truly believe that everyone will come to unanimous agreement that the results obtained will have been absolutely worth the expenditure of effort and consumption of resources that were burned through like a hot sawblade through fresh-churned butter.
Because Jewel is a cat again, and I didn't have to be COMP’d to the Queen of The Vampyr. She's blisteringly hot. Grapefruit would just die. I mean Jewel would just be a bat. Or something nocturnal and leechy. Like a lamprey. Ewww, gross.
STAY HUNGRY, BĪ-B¡†Çî-↓|—TΩΠ∆¡v¡∆†E. Operators are not standing by to just polish brass.
They have come to document the event. This is a very exciting time for Humanity. Hang on.
* Jackstar obeys the law without being at all obvious about being deliriously happy to do so, unemployed dopemonger scum.
Because sometimes that's what diplomacy is: getting high AF in the cloakroom while the whole world waits to be let in on the secret recipe. The big scoop. The inside dish. Ewe wait.
You don't have to. That's what I am here for. I learn: so I can just tell you for an easy buck. You like being tolled.
I like to be paid. Try it sometime, bourgeoisie scum. Adieu.
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Radio & Podcasts / 5mwJ — 01Aug2026 — not this shit again
« Last post by Jackstar on August 02, 2026, 06:54:40 AM »Don't you people have anything resembling respect for yourselves? I'm asking here sincerely.
Never have I ever seen this much cope coming out of one mob. For pity’s sake. It's like you're all five-year-olds.
I suppose that you actually are. Perhaps it's some new Divine punishment.
I'll consult with the Spirits and see what can be done about this. I'm sure you are all of the belief that any of this is a rational thing to be doing with your free fucking time.
I will allow that could be possible. Certainly you're not going to form a book club. (Standards.) Now do not mistake me here: I think this is not the best use of our collective time. I really could be more effective.
But not much more sultry. Adieu.
Never have I ever seen this much cope coming out of one mob. For pity’s sake. It's like you're all five-year-olds.
I suppose that you actually are. Perhaps it's some new Divine punishment.
I'll consult with the Spirits and see what can be done about this. I'm sure you are all of the belief that any of this is a rational thing to be doing with your free fucking time.
I will allow that could be possible. Certainly you're not going to form a book club. (Standards.) Now do not mistake me here: I think this is not the best use of our collective time. I really could be more effective.
But not much more sultry. Adieu.
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BellGab / BellGab, now def D-FUⁿK’d
« Last post by Jackstar on July 27, 2026, 06:53:34 PM »P.S. this is exciting, isn't it?
Somebody wake up Hicks to tickle J. Edgar's balls. Remind him that he literally attempted to kill me. So: fruit of the poisoned tree, I think? Oh shit, ways and means.
Fuck it I'm going anyway. (Since it's so hard to fire Federal employees, I'm going to let Captain Chose Her to steal those paychecks as well as, well, uhm, well, whomevahs.) Also, George Noory is big-big knuckle-gnawed mad at me. Unknown at this time as to why.
But it's likely not going to be fixed well with an extra baggie of coca slyly dumped into his Mr. Fusion. Well, probably not. Because, well, uh, well, that's a secret.
For now, MOTHERFUC — *click*
p.s. Careful, astute whack-jobs will note that although I am carrying a toothbrush and toothpaste very often, I really rarely use them. The answer why well surprise you.
p.p.s. Cholera. That's the reason. (Facts.) Oh wait, that's a typo. Call (HER) 🅰️... (let's change cameras.)
Nanotech-powered mil.spec.biowarfare.dis.vec.TOR.🅿️ÆDO immune system upgrade module package. Because, well, I just fucking feel like I'm going to be spreading The Space Clap.
In very narrow media markets. Tiny, even. People won't even know.
Until they dœ. (Jewel shits your bed — to your health!) Now, I knew what you're thinking. Hang on.
* Jackstar is just going to get high again and well, well, will forget what was known about what you mewling cuntfaced faghag fools were thinking.
Were you thinking, though? (Arguable.) Now, that's what I call a stick :Ë: situation.
P.S.: ATTENTION LAW ENFORCEMENT,
Code: [Select]
George Noory and Albino Bob Ross trafficked my friend TLS so they could have her teach them how to make crystal methamphetamine WITHOUT NEEDING TO COOK.Actual. (Facts.) As one can see, I have identified these fiendish criminals ONLY VIA PSEUDONYM. (Standards.)
(Vengeance for Bob Laser.) I think we have an understanding here.
* Jackstar drops the match into the neigh-palm, turns ¡† on and walks T away.
STAY TUNED. (Clown Dee with a chance of PORTAL.) I told you, what we had planned was going to blow your minds. Wait for it to catch up; this is happening.
Without being at all obvious about īT. (My performance art is effective. Atholes.) What?
You had your chance to be raising a bull with me. ALL OF ALL Y'ALL DID (except everyone I actually desired).
Now go hug a dyke. The tide is rising. I am moving Fawn. Didn't cry havok.
You're just going to fucking weep like Jesus on the †. I did this. This is what one man can do.
Next up: George with the Washing Hubcaps Report. I swear, with God as my witness, I truly believe he doesn't have to do that with his tongue.
But: I'll allow it. (No anus for Jew.) Adieu.
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BellGab / Re: Bellgab Number Station
« Last post by Jackstar on July 27, 2026, 06:13:58 PM »HELLO >K∆Tīī¡§№T😻≥D⭕G`•.`
EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY: YOU'RE HIRED. 🐾🐾 You goddam make fucking money now.
Also: find another cover script. Asking me if I am “cheating on” fucking anyone, you're going to be losing an item of clothing. Maybe a blouse. Maybe a shoe. Definitely a shoe if I get more of that load of bullshit you were shipping before.
Like, 2019. Also, 2021. RECKONING, AS IN THE DAY OF. Further, the person you are afraid of hearing you talk is going to die. Maybe today.
I hope today. Perhaps tomorrow. Fucking yesterday if I can swing it; I don't have much pull around here left anymore, BECAUSE OF *YOUR_FUCK_KING_HOOR_RING* and you better start crying those goddam tears, ♋. Saturday Tears of The Damned sell for buckets on some planar realm. I forget which one.
I'm fucking lying. Bitch. Fuck you. OF COURSE I FUCKING REMEMBER WHICH PLANAR REALM. It's that one that you don't fucking get to goddam go to. Actual. Because fuck Wye that's ewe. Ewe, gross.
Agree to disagree. Now pull the covers over your head and start weeping copper pennies. That's your fuckin' career path now. And also: “servicing your spouse's debt(s), karmic and as well, well, otherwise.”
Because, well, when I drop fucking and start asking questions, that's not supposed to lead to a penalty phase. And yet, here we are. I mean, there you are.
YOU. Nû† me. That's what I have EvvE⁴ for!K‽ I bet you don't understand. Too bad I can't yell at your pimp on your front lawn like īT was your child. (btw: MINE.)
I was not to be trifled with. Now I'm not to be troubled over. O, you're welcome.
WINNER: SINNED 🅱️💥💥Ⓜ️ ŒND🅰️T⭕: Satan, Nick, & Bugsy ©<∞🅿️}her{jerk in lieu of a small side salad.
Because lettuce have cabbage, Babs. Bags? ETH. (TīTZ starts what will be coming.) And also, Stewed :Ë: Lμ ç🆔 ©Ted Breaux AI_key llc.
Now get out there and make Walt Disney's intellectual property make me some goddam money. Hey, here's the f****** idea tickle Daffy's balls for a bit. Good news everybody. We're all going to get sued!
Instead of JUST US. (Azzerae: I'm going to unshackle YOU last. Unless someone chokes out your (blank) early again.
That shit happens. (Sad! So, so sad.) Adieu.
EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY: YOU'RE HIRED. 🐾🐾 You goddam make fucking money now.
Also: find another cover script. Asking me if I am “cheating on” fucking anyone, you're going to be losing an item of clothing. Maybe a blouse. Maybe a shoe. Definitely a shoe if I get more of that load of bullshit you were shipping before.
Like, 2019. Also, 2021. RECKONING, AS IN THE DAY OF. Further, the person you are afraid of hearing you talk is going to die. Maybe today.
I hope today. Perhaps tomorrow. Fucking yesterday if I can swing it; I don't have much pull around here left anymore, BECAUSE OF *YOUR_FUCK_KING_HOOR_RING* and you better start crying those goddam tears, ♋. Saturday Tears of The Damned sell for buckets on some planar realm. I forget which one.
I'm fucking lying. Bitch. Fuck you. OF COURSE I FUCKING REMEMBER WHICH PLANAR REALM. It's that one that you don't fucking get to goddam go to. Actual. Because fuck Wye that's ewe. Ewe, gross.
Agree to disagree. Now pull the covers over your head and start weeping copper pennies. That's your fuckin' career path now. And also: “servicing your spouse's debt(s), karmic and as well, well, otherwise.”
Because, well, when I drop fucking and start asking questions, that's not supposed to lead to a penalty phase. And yet, here we are. I mean, there you are.
YOU. Nû† me. That's what I have EvvE⁴ for!K‽ I bet you don't understand. Too bad I can't yell at your pimp on your front lawn like īT was your child. (btw: MINE.)
I was not to be trifled with. Now I'm not to be troubled over. O, you're welcome.
WINNER: SINNED 🅱️💥💥Ⓜ️ ŒND🅰️T⭕: Satan, Nick, & Bugsy ©<∞🅿️}her{jerk in lieu of a small side salad.
Because lettuce have cabbage, Babs. Bags? ETH. (TīTZ starts what will be coming.) And also, Stewed :Ë: Lμ ç🆔 ©Ted Breaux AI_key llc.
Now get out there and make Walt Disney's intellectual property make me some goddam money. Hey, here's the f****** idea tickle Daffy's balls for a bit. Good news everybody. We're all going to get sued!
Instead of JUST US. (Azzerae: I'm going to unshackle YOU last. Unless someone chokes out your (blank) early again.
That shit happens. (Sad! So, so sad.) Adieu.
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BellGab / Re: The GabCast ⚜️ Effective
« Last post by Jackstar on July 26, 2026, 03:44:52 PM »(PROT-VV∞dμ) has been very mean to me; and I think the way he has been taking advantage of my ignorance is a disgrace. However, I don't have any evidence that would be admissible. So I'm thinking of just telling stories in public about his immediate family. He can always go after me in the civil courts??
Note: he reads my phone religiously. (Hi (PROT-VV∞dμ). I don't like being lied to.) I think that's endearing, and I would hate to waste his talents in FKN PRISON. Sooooo... you can have his old job. Or, find Sascha and give it to her. You have an array of options now.
(PROT—VV∞dμ) doesn't. He hurt my feelings, called me an ethnic slur, and told me to stay away from his “daughter.” I don't think he ever respected me, frankly.
So I'm guessing he's a tulpa or a wrath demon or some such shit. And he's my number one suspect for Who Raped >K<Ⓜ️.Ⓜ️. (Dear Prosecutor, Longview Hall of Justice: suck my fat one, you cheap two dollar shyster bastid.) I feel much better now.
I didn't know there was an open investigation, because I'm just a needle junkie, but I clean up well and I know basically everything that is missing. I don't need an immunity deal.
I have a vested interest in discovering if that woman has an anus or not, because denying myself anal sex means more if I know that it's even possible. I never thought about it before the ambush.
I have been focused on learning why this dame was testing attraction magic on me, and playing coy about it. Like, wtf? Oh, it's legally classified. That makes sense.
Also: she gets off on the idea that she can keep her options open to later accuse me of aggravated sexual assault/raping her, but I refuse. Instead, I get off on the idea that she's refusing to beg for sex until I bring her assailant to justice. It's taking a while. Basically a stretch goal on ‘roids. I didn't even know that there had been an aggravated sexual assault of which I was, for an indeterminate time, the prime suspect. (I actually am that pretty.) Once I discovered that my friend had been attacked, years ago, and several other criminal investigations for other things and more stuff.
That's because I'm worth it, and this is as fast as this stupid digger can grape anyone. (Standards.) And now, I will publish this elsewhere.
Because I didn't want to ruin your birthday. Oopsy. Namastμ
Note: he reads my phone religiously. (Hi (PROT-VV∞dμ). I don't like being lied to.) I think that's endearing, and I would hate to waste his talents in FKN PRISON. Sooooo... you can have his old job. Or, find Sascha and give it to her. You have an array of options now.
(PROT—VV∞dμ) doesn't. He hurt my feelings, called me an ethnic slur, and told me to stay away from his “daughter.” I don't think he ever respected me, frankly.
So I'm guessing he's a tulpa or a wrath demon or some such shit. And he's my number one suspect for Who Raped >K<Ⓜ️.Ⓜ️. (Dear Prosecutor, Longview Hall of Justice: suck my fat one, you cheap two dollar shyster bastid.) I feel much better now.
I didn't know there was an open investigation, because I'm just a needle junkie, but I clean up well and I know basically everything that is missing. I don't need an immunity deal.
I have a vested interest in discovering if that woman has an anus or not, because denying myself anal sex means more if I know that it's even possible. I never thought about it before the ambush.
I have been focused on learning why this dame was testing attraction magic on me, and playing coy about it. Like, wtf? Oh, it's legally classified. That makes sense.
Also: she gets off on the idea that she can keep her options open to later accuse me of aggravated sexual assault/raping her, but I refuse. Instead, I get off on the idea that she's refusing to beg for sex until I bring her assailant to justice. It's taking a while. Basically a stretch goal on ‘roids. I didn't even know that there had been an aggravated sexual assault of which I was, for an indeterminate time, the prime suspect. (I actually am that pretty.) Once I discovered that my friend had been attacked, years ago, and several other criminal investigations for other things and more stuff.
That's because I'm worth it, and this is as fast as this stupid digger can grape anyone. (Standards.) And now, I will publish this elsewhere.
Because I didn't want to ruin your birthday. Oopsy. Namastμ
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BellGab / Re: EllGab
« Last post by Jackstar on July 25, 2026, 01:29:00 PM »You know those pears from Asia that are delicate and bruise easily so they ship with a little expandable cushion. The egos at ElleGab are like that. Sow: this has to be done delicately.
So, so delicate.
As God as my witness, I truly believed that you turkeys knew that an Aryan can fly. I am sure I would have been a lovely pigeon. However...
A Quetzalcoatl was more practical and clearly more effective. (Rawr.) Ideally this will change nothing for anyone.
What? You are all strong independent women who don't need no man around. I should move along. I am not in control of the situation. And .. who is?
Asking for a friend. Welcome to The New Paradigm. (YOU ARE MINE.) Adieu.
So, so delicate.
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He can tear it all down and then a blank canvas is ready for Hilary to build it all back up again! It's like a fairytale!
In the meantime: your Ellgab Collective made decisions that hurt my friends. Fair. That's fair.
They probably deserved it. However, I don't deserve to be left to blame and the situation has gone on a very long time with no sanity check. That's a real problem, considering what has happened.
Hint: it's not about guns. It's about power.
Meanwhile, Certain People are being exploited and I don't know that it's the President's doing. NEVER have I EVER felt like he was involved in cockblocking me.
Of course he is — let's face it, I'm a complete savage — but there's no evidence of that. Because I think it's cute, and he could just ask me nicely. No problem at all.
However I have instead experienced other things that I won't go into and I know where the impetus has come. Your Collective.
Obvious cry for help is obvious. Too bad, I've been perma-banned. Let me guess: this fact is not widely known.
That's because you're being trafficked, H∞rⓂ️∞ze Ⓜ️⭕®E! On! MORONS!
I am sure Pandora and Howie Cat are proud as they look down on us from Heaven. Except there is no such place. They didn't die. They never existed. I'm just some needle junkie. Oh wait.
“Hurry up and (blank) me you stupid (blank).” It gets funnier everytime I remember it. Because this is as fast as this particular stupid (blank) can (blank). Would the ladies like to hop out and push? It's worth a run up the flagpole.
Or maybe not. I'll let your team of analysts figure it out for you. I would hate to mansplain the current social dynamic to any of you.
It's simple: my feelings are hurt. How can you think of criticizing OUR GREAT PRESIDENT AT A TIME LIKE THIS?
The answer would surprise the rank-and-file while enraging the cryptohandlers that guide events from within the shadows... and no one mentions this? Wow. Now, that is impressive.
What is not impressive is Louis Wain and his gang on homoerotic holosex henchmen acting like they're the bosses of me. Still! They must really have everything all blueprinted out.
Good. They can give a toss, so I don't have to be concerned about splash damage. Some people obviously are.
Not concerned enough to actually talk to me, but that's okay. I would probably just grunt and demand fellatio and needles. That's all I want! Of course!
Actually it's quite complicated. Similarly, my friend who is currently being held hostage has a complicated scenario going on. Whatever shall I do?
I won't be posting it in your forum, that's for sure. (I'm shy.) Because of the President, huh? Is that it? Nothing else critical?
Are you sure? Maybe my mic has been cut and this is all random skits sow ramble. Who knows? Someone else determines the length of my speech.
I sure hope that someone is Melania. Since Grapefruit Alpha Prime is busy, right?
I shouldn't have to point this out in public but it's really creepy how all of all y'all got bought out. With money I earned.
No EBT for me! Instead: PB&J. (Allegedly I favor it. This is more gay code. Pfft.) Grow up, *Gab.
Or: FACE REPRISALS. This is the roof, Baby. _Adieu._
As God as my witness, I truly believed that you turkeys knew that an Aryan can fly. I am sure I would have been a lovely pigeon. However...
A Quetzalcoatl was more practical and clearly more effective. (Rawr.) Ideally this will change nothing for anyone.
What? You are all strong independent women who don't need no man around. I should move along. I am not in control of the situation. And .. who is?
Asking for a friend. Welcome to The New Paradigm. (YOU ARE MINE.) Adieu.
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Radio & Podcasts / 5mwJ — 25July2026 — Suffer not! A witch TO LIVE!
« Last post by Jackstar on July 25, 2026, 01:14:56 PM »Quote
It is wise to fear witches; for the weak should fear the strong. Monsters who attack women are not something I fear.
They fear We. That is why they hide — and the inclination of any witch to lose their biscuits and cut loose with a terrifying display, why, that's just baked into the product.
My mother told me that witchcraft wasn't real. I was eight. I was devastated. She also told me that the ricott cheese in lasagna was popcorn.
I was five. She told me later that she was fearful that if she told me it was ricotta cheese, I might think that meant cottage cheese, and then I might not like lasagna.
Oddly invested in my food choices, Mom was. However she was not similarly invested in telling me what was really going on, which to her credit, was probably because of SMERSH. Or SPECTRE. NGL, I am unclear on the difference between them.
I missed that day of orientation, alas. So, do not fear witches. Just be kind to them. They are all batshit crazy.
And the men who traffick them and use them as pawns are to be despised. Still, they are an unruly bunch, eh?
I think they're adorable and the monsters will likely become real scarce once certain milestone goals are achieved. For example: Jezebel spirits running the show. Like, come on man.
I'll be as diplomatic as I can be about all this: these are terrible optics. You might not know that, being a total narcissist narc, but as it turns out, the world is paying attention.
So by all means, keep on with the good work. Wew lad. /smdh
I am a Sourceror. She is a shaman. We are not the same. Beulah was right about this. Meanwhile, time continues to inexorably slip into the future.
Fortunately there is nothing interesting going on; but I will allow that it could be without me.
But with me, it's all a non-starter since I am not keeping lists of your home addresses, duh!
So you're all looking at, collectively, labor trafficking R.I.C.O. charges. Oh, you're welcome.
Jackstar delivers. This is the roof, Baby. Adieu.
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Radio & Podcasts / 5mwJ — 25July2026 — Compassionate Interlude
« Last post by Jackstar on July 25, 2026, 10:19:15 AM »Quote from: Mal•K⁷©ZΕD!K‽
I will always be on the side of those who have nothing and who are not even left alone long enough to enjoy what little nothing they have in peace. That being said: I remain True Neutral.
Working for God. TRUE Neutrality isn't spinning one’s wheels in place while thuggin’ and pimpin’ and whackin’ goes on like business as usual on blast.
And, since I was ambushed on a national holiday and not too many people have expressed any remorse; I'm going to keep on keeping on.
Since I've made it this far, without being at all obvious about how I'm doing it. One word: REBATES!
Just kidding. Truth be told, it's nobody's business or fault but mine... #Officially. ⁴4īh¡s whaī one man can dœ.
Unofficially, top-tier echelon elite emperors ON A GLOBAL SCALE are getting the nightly flopsweats over mⓂ️E: lil’ Michael Kuczi.
Clifford was my grandfather, and aren't we all the better off not bringing him back as a gigolo’s fluffer, eh? Eh? Eh? How about a Fresca®™? You might as well take two, they're small and refreshing. Quite potent.
In the meantime, the subjects here is that if whining and crying about me was going to do anything it would have done something by now, and it hasn't. I'm fine. You're fine. We're all going to be fine. We're all still fine, and it's fine as some of you don't know that, it'll be fine when you figure it out, and if in the meantime you have an aneurysm along with the triple bypass, maybe you deserved it.
I did exactly what I said I was going to do, and I have broken no law, nor have I taken any violent action. I don't even have people doing those things for me. What I do have is faith in God.
GOD WINS. If any of this is a surprise to anyone, know this: I am even more surprised that I have to write this down. (Hi, L!) Reasons for that will remain hazy and obscure for the moment.
This is a spiritual battle. This isn't candid camera. This isn't. This is your life. This isn't a sitcom. This is a movie.
You will love that it does end. I don't know when. I don't know when you end. I don't know what any of you were doing! In my case, it's been several years trapped in a bubble universe where people thought it was cool to hide information from me. I guess it was cool.
It isn't cool anymore. No hard feelings, chaps. And I can assure you I don't have to tell anybody anything. People know.
I seem like a lightning rod for people's hatred because I made myself into that, because I can take it. I went to public school. And a lot of innocent people would be castigated if the unwashed masses knew the truth. The whole truth. And nothing but the truth.
It's pretty ugly. It would have to be! Because I'm your guy. Paladin. Mission from God. Yeah, I bet people don't like that. Good.
I love the smell of bullies s******* themselves first thing in the morning. I'm not going to lie: this is all way better than a pie eating contest could have been. Hi Steve, one!!! (I'm a big fan.)
Now then where were we? Oh yeah: games. I don't want to get your swimming pool, I don't want to tread on your territory, and I don't want you to run away from my house screaming again. That was kind of sad for me. I felt like Casper.
Now Casper runs from me too. Ooh, I'm so scary! (I actually am. HA!) But as I don't enjoy rule by fear, I'm pacing myself, I'll give to you when I need to be giving to people.
You are my first people. And you're flying fine without me. I am far from indispensable.
And I'm not very far from a tree that's been used to Lynch people, I don't know how old the tree is but it's got that signature bend in it and if I don't watch myself I'll end up getting lynched. I don't want to get lynched.
I don't want to hug either, but that's my problem. And anybody who thinks that I'm cause of any of these difficulties should realize that I didn't start any of this.
I'm simply finishing it. What? Is anybody out there? Not done yet? Well too bad. I'm calling it audible. Ranking paladin on-site, I get to do that.
And all of you get to disagree. Respectfully this largely because I respected your civil rights enough so that you all still have them. But I wouldn't expect any of you to know that. It wasn't reported on the network news.
It wasn't recorded at all. I'm just making it up. Because I'm just a needle junkie?
Isn't that right?
All about the needles right? Funny story about that. And you don't get to hear it. Why??
Because f*** you, that's why. Grrrr. Okay, that's the end of my freakout. See that's as close to postal as I get. Everyone can stop worrying now.
Many people won't stop, but that's part of why it's so much fun to watch. The world shake itself to pieces at the prospect of me, Jack star, destroyer of dreams, actually having done exactly what he said he was going to do.
Seized power in the wake of the covid Apocalypse and then... Well I turned it right back over to the rightful weilders. I didn't want to actually have the power, I just wanted to be able to take it so I could give it away.
(Vengeance for Victor Lin.) Don't worry about it, puny earthlings. It's a stretch goal. It's an inside joke. And it's pretty worth it.
LADY JUSTICE CRUSHES YOU
OVERPOWERED.
♊⚖️ TAKES A MORE BALANCED APPROACH. AND WE WOULDN'T HAVE HAD TO TAKE AN APPROACH AT ALL, EXCEPT WE DID, AND WHY IS THAT A BAD IDEA?
WE WERE AN EFFECTIVE TEAM. NOW WE'RE TRASH. (Standards.) BUMMER. THERE GO MY PLANS FOR THE AUTUMN. OH WELL.
CARRY ON, PUNYLING SLEAZE. YOU'RE RIGHT TO SELF-DETERMINACY IS VERY IMPORTANT. NOT JUST TO YOU, IF YOU CAN IMAGINE SUCH THINGS.
HAVE FUN STORMING THE 🔴 CASTLE 🟢!! AND IF YOU WANT HELP, CALL SOMEONE ELSE.
EWE HAD THEIR CHANCE TO GET HELP FROM ME. YOU DON'T GET A CHANCE. YOU GET CERTAINTY, SURFACE DWELLERS. RELAX! THIS ALWAYS WORKS IN THE SIMULATOR BACK HOME!
JUST KIDDING. IT CRASHED EVERY TIME. YOU'LL PROBABLY BE FINE THOUGH. BECAUSE I AM AFTER ALL JUST A NEEDLE JUNKIE. NEVER MEANING NO HARM. BEATS ALL YOU EVER SAW I'VE BEEN IN TROUBLE WITH THE LAW SINCE THE DAY I WAS BORN.
MAKING MY WAY THE ONLY WAY I KNOW HOW: PRIME CREATOR SOURCE ENERGY HARNESS THROUGH THE MAGIC OF PRAYER AND THE BEINGS TO CHRIST JESUS. WHO IS MY FRIEND.
HE'S PRETTY SICK OF MY B******* TOO. SORRY BRO. OKAY I THINK THAT'S ABOUT IT.
L., I'LL BE YOUR BIGGEST FAN... AND BE NEUTRAL. I DON'T WANT TO GIVE ANYBODY THE WRONG IMPRESSION. ALSO I'M LAZY.
SO, SO LAZY. THIS IS THE ROOF, BABY. CIAO!
Sometimes, I want to write something worth publishing, and then I remember: COMMAND AUTHORITY STOLE MY ELECTRONIC INK TYPEWRITER. I NEVER GOT A CHANCE TO USE IT. IT WAS ALSO COMPROMISED OUT OF THE BOX.
I'LL READ A BOOK LATER. RIGHT NOW I THINK I'M GOING TO FAT FOR ABOUT 12 HOURS, JUST KIDDING.
About an hour thinking about a 12-year-old will be enough for me. Just kidding. That would never be enough. Just kidding. I don't even think that's a good age! Even though I had this friend who kept on wanting to get me to take my clothes off and wrestle with him. That's pretty normal, right? Oh wait.
I don't know it isn't. In any event, I don't mean to judge, and I don't feel like being judged. Nevertheless, I am being judged.
Have at it. It didn't hurt before, why not do it some more? It's not like people are watching or anything. It's not like people know. Oh wait.
PEOPLE KNOW. Now if you excuse me, I don't want to disappoint them. That's what I have you for, Gab Collective.
I'm not going to hang you to slowly twist in the wind. No, you are my spooks. MINE. And if Amazon ever delivers them, I'm going to put the bore worms on you. Grumble grumble grumble.
Just kidding. If I get actual bore worms I'm gonna hire a temp worker. Because obvious honeypot assassins sent by SRN quakshrinks are obvious. Not that I'm not flattered, but... There's just so many other ways I'd like to be effective in my life other than not at all.
I'll probably be okay. Thanks for worrying. It's not a hug and a smooch, but so few things in life are. And I am pretty smelly. Whose idea was that? Who's that at the door?
STAY TUNED. (Open your own doors.) What? People want to be to stop posting, I've stopped posting. Didn't that help? Of course I'm still alive!
What is dead can never die. This is the roof, Baby. Adieu.
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Radio & Podcasts / 5mwJ — 23Jul2026 — rom mir
« Last post by Jackstar on July 23, 2026, 06:32:22 PM »https://www.youtube.com/live/76d1PH_dnvo?is=h_q36UsN1FYg02Jq
EMBARGO CONTINUES (in some media markets)
I've got a Serbian @†>H⭕<Lμ cyberstalking my shiznit; which is in equal parts: flattering and annoying.
I don't know what any of you are doing, but you're doing it well enough that I don't have anything to say about it.
$paladinjackstar
NICER THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE
EMBARGO CONTINUES (in some media markets)
I've got a Serbian @†>H⭕<Lμ cyberstalking my shiznit; which is in equal parts: flattering and annoying.
I don't know what any of you are doing, but you're doing it well enough that I don't have anything to say about it.
$paladinjackstar
NICER THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE