The same guests were on C2C with George Knapp last night.
A fascinating and supremely deep subject.
Another psychonaut / analyst worthy of more reflection is Josie Kins.
Hey, here's an idea: just drone. Hillary Clinton and then send in a Honeypot to seduce Chelsea and get her to give you money to launch a new network. And then: Open lines!
EVERY GODDAMN NIGHT!
FROM 5:00 IN THE MORNING, UNTIL 7:00 AT NIGHT!
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
DO YOU FEEL LUCKY?
PS: YOUR AI GENERATOR ASSISTED CONTENT SUCKS, THERE IS NO CENTRAL CLEARINGHOUSE FOR CALL-IN RADIO AND APPARENTLY... THAT'S THOUGHT TO BE A GOOD IDEA?
WELL THAT'S PROBABLY BECAUSE HUMANITY IS BEING PLACED UNDER THE YOKE OF AN OPPRESSIVE TYRANNICAL MINDSET THAT DEMANDS SEPARATION RATHER THAN UNION...
CONSIDERS THE IDEA OF SOMEBODY SITTING BEHIND A MICROPHONE AND BROADCASTING THEIR VOICE OVER THE RAREWAVES AND TAKING PHONE CALLS FROM ACTUAL PEOPLE WITHOUT HAVING SENSORS OR SPIN DOCTOR AT READY TO CHANGE EVERYTHING IN ROUND INTO MAKING THEM SEEM LIKE PARANOIDS SCHIZOPHRENICS...
LOOK PEOPLE ARE JUST TIRED OF THAT BULLSHIT OKAY?
USED TO BE DONE TO SOME EXTENT.
NOW THERE'S GODDAMN SPACE BROTHERS IN FLYING SAUCERS LANDING ALL OVER THE PLANET, AND MYSTERIOUSLY NOBODY IS ABLE TO CALL ONE PLACE AND TALK TO ONE GUY AND SAY WHAT THEY SAW AND WHAT THAT WAS INTERESTING AND THEN I GUESS THAT MEANS THAT THERE'S A SCHISM IN THE CONTROL MACHINE THAT CONTROLS HUMAN DISCOURSE ABOUT HOW TO HANDLE NATURAL HUMAN CURIOSITY AND INQUISITIVENESS.
WELL, THAT'S TOO BAD.
Replacing three or four anchor pundits that are known on the transnational stage with a revolving succession of artificially generated masks created by Photoshop effects, filters, and voice filter software to create the ability for one person to be virtually. Limitless number of fake personas on YouTube, well, that certainly does a good job of hiding their identities and allows them to be free from being harassed and intimidated by crazy psychos that want to shoot them through the head with the same sniper everly was used to intimidate Art Bell...
I think I have a much better idea. TOWER.
As in radio broadcast tower. Metaphorically I guess.
And while it is extraordinarily threatening to know that all the organized crime figures of the world are desperately afraid of having their secrets exposed and being hauled out into the sunlight and beat to death by villagers with sticks, I'm afraid that it might be time for them to just pack it in. Might be time for them to brush off their passport. And go on back to America where they're wanted for 80 of bedding. Roland Polanski for example, whatever the fuck you mean, whatever the fuck you think...
I'm a little tired of being told that I have to be careful of what I say or else men with guns will break into my home and beat up my life and family because, that they'll just do that because I I don't have one so they'll do something to somebody else? In what way is this exactly a free speech Society? Oh I suppose we're supposed to give up on that idea because the hormone green dope-slinging Mafia of secret society elites who control the very fabric of Society find that to be inconvenient to deal with. Mouthy peasants! How positively uncouth!
Well tough shit. I happen to like mouthy peasants. And while technology is that the forces of evil have at their disposal to harass and intimidate people are quite significantly impressive and very deadly dangerous... It seems a bit much for them to be able to control the the mechanisms of communication, as well as control the drugs that allow roving gangs of thugs to turn women into mindless whores, while I am not allowed to use YouTube or vaporize crystal... Like how dangerous could I actually be?.
Hang on.
* Jackstar obeys the law a little bit more, as it demonstration of phenomenal potency and power.
I was building up an immunity to iocaine powder; but then I decided to just give up imagining I was going to reinvent mugwump jism, and now... look it's as simple as.
Somebody decided it was perfectly all right to jam up. My friends and addict them to godly knows what while not inviting me, given that I probably would have been noticing that they were addicting. My friends to prings that we're not going to be enjoying later, and then 3 years later I'm supposed to help them lose weight.
But I was supposed to do it silently, and I was supposed to be excited to get to join the party and I was supposed to feel envious that I wasn't and I was supposed to feel diminished that I wasn't being able to rape women with Crystal that I was supposed to be eager to tow the line and join the industry and be a cow towing obsequious little lick spittle fagot for the fucking entertainment industry, right?
Oh, no. I just wanted to find out what the fuck was going on. Now that I know, I have other things to “just want,” and to those of you who want to number one, stop me, number two, find out what they are, number three, appropriate them for yourselves if they turned out to be useful, and number four show me who's the boss, well, number five: you can fucking bill me.
It's none of your fucking business, Human Power Elite. You have your secrets and I have mine. I didn't tell you all else to stop what you were doing for 3 years while you were clearly being stupid, and then all of a sudden global plague hits, I get promoted to Sourcerer and then I'm supposed to help somebody lose weight and I'm supposed to do it quietly and then...
SOMEHOW IS A PROBLEM IF I'M POSTING ALL CAPS WALLS OF TEXT ON THE INTERNET? SOMEHOW I'M SUPPOSED TO BE KEEPING THINGS QUIET? SOMEHOW SUPPOSED TO BE KEEPING EVERYTHING OKAY FOR EVERYBODY AND NOT RUIN THE PARTY? SOMEHOW I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO RUIN THE PARTY THAT I WASN'T EVEN INVITED TO THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO NOT EVEN GET TO JOIN I WAS SUPPOSED TO EAGERLY TRY TO BE A PART OF AND THEN I WAS SUPPOSED TO FALL VICTIMS THROUGH A BUNCH OF STUPID FRAME JOBS? AND SUPPOSEDLY I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO SEE THAT COMING AND I'M SUPPOSEDLY I'M SUPPOSED TO PLAY ALONG AND I'M SUPPOSED TO SHUT UP AND BEHAVE BY BEING YELLED AT BY A BUNCH OF FREAKS WHO TELL ME THAT I'M RACIALLY INFERIOR AND THEY'RE GOING TO CUT ME OFF FROM THE SHIT THAT I DIDN'T WANT IN THE FIRST PLACE THAT THEY WANT ME TO...
OBVIOUSLY, WHOEVER'S IN CHARGE OF SHIT HASN'T REALLY THOUGHT THINGS THROUGH. ADDITIONALLY, And I don't want to boast or gloat or anything, BUT I AM A DUAL US/GALACTIC CITIZEN. I HAVE RIGHTS MOTHERFUCKER. I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF YOU THINK I DON'T. I DON'T GIVE A SHIT IF YOU THINK I SOUND LIKE A SCHIZO. I COULD GIVE A RAT'S ASS IF YOU THINK I'M GOING TO FUCKING FRAMED FOR A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT CHARGES, AND I DON'T CARE A SACK OF JOLLY ROGERS FOR ANYTHING THAT SOMEBODY WHO HAS BEEN ON MY ASS FOR 30 YEARS WHINING AND CRYING ABOUT HOW I NEED TO BE FUCKING PAYING TOP DOLLAR TO SATANIST TO FUCKING EXPLAIN WHY I'M NOT ADDICTED TO DRUGS, HOW ABOUT THIS HOW ABOUT I JUST DON'T ADDICT MYSELF TO DRUGS HOW ABOUT I DON'T USE DRUGS UNTIL I FEEL LIKE IT AND HOW ABOUT YOU FUCKING DON'T GOUGE ME OR FUCKING ROB MY HOUSE BECAUSE YOU'RE FUCKING PISSED OFF THAT YOU'RE A FUCKING DOPE SLAVE AND I'M CAREFUL CONSIDERATE ADULT MATURE HUMAN BEING?
OH I SUPPOSE THAT WOULD CUT INTO YOUR BOTTOM LINE IF EVERYBODY SAW THAT SAID WE WOULD POSSIBLY USE DRUGS AND NOT GET ADDICTED CAUGHT UP BECAUSE THEN THEY WOULD WANT TO KNOW HOW THEY COULD DO THAT TOO? IT'S NOT THAT ACTUALLY HARD. IT'D BE A LOT SIMPLER TOO IF THERE WASN'T...
A GLOBAL CRIME SYNDICATE RUNNING AROUND BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF ANYBODY WHO ATTEMPTS TO POINT THESE THINGS OUT TO ANYBODY. NOW I WAS HAPPY TO LEAVE THIS MATTER ALONE.
AND THEN SOMEBODY ASKED FOR HELP LOSING WEIGHT AFTER ASKING FOR HELP WITH THEIR CHILDREN AND THEN ALSO ASK HER IF HELP TO RESCUE YOUR SISTER AND THEN VERY DELIBERATELY DIDN'T TELL ME THAT SHE WAS DATING MY EX FROM HIGH SCHOOL WHO NEVER ACTUALLY BROKE UP WITH ME AND THEN I SUPPOSE THEY WERE IMAGINING THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE UPSET OR JELLY ABOUT THIS, BUT WHY WOULD I WANT TO TALK TO OR DATE SOMEBODY THAT DIDN'T WANT TO TALK TO ME? AND WHY WOULD I BE AFRAID OF PEOPLE WHO DIDN'T PROBABLY WANT TO STEAL MY HOUSE AND MY MONEY AND KILL ME UNTIL THEY HAD BEEN...
USING DRUGS WITHOUT ME FOR 3 YEARS. OH I IMAGINE THAT THAT PISSED THEM OFF THAT I DIDN'T INTERVENE OR STOP THEM OR MAGICALLY CURE THEM OF BEING ADDICTED TO BEING MANIPULATED BY ALFRED JACONES AND THEIR SECRET THUGGY PIGGY MASONIC HUSBAND CLANS.
I GUESS I WAS SUPPOSED TO JUST BE LIKE A GOOD LUCK CHARM, LIKE A LUCKY RABBIT'S FOOT, I WAS SUPPOSED TO PROTECT THEM FROM ALL HARM SO THEY COULD RIDE THE COCK CAROUSEL AND SMOKE DRUGS AND THEN LAUGH AT ME AND NEVER INVITE ME? AND I GUESS I WAS SUPPOSED TO BEG TO BE INVITED? FUCK THAT. IF I WASN'T WANTED THERE WHY WOULD I WANT TO HORN IN?
IF THE ANSWER IS, “ TO MAKE THE MEN WHO ARE MANIPULATING YOU FEEL LIKE THEY HAD SOMETHING THAT THEY HAD TO BE ATTACKING SO THAT YOU TWO COULD CIRCLE AROUND AND ESCAPE WHILE TAKING THINGS,” WELL THAT SOUNDS LIKE A VERY NICE PLAN GIRLS, BUT I HAD A BETTER PLAN.
I HAVE A BETTER PLAN.
I TRUST MY PLAN.
YOU TRUSTED YOUR BELIEF THAT I WAS YOUR PET, LIKE THE DOG THAT WAS GIVEN TO ADAM. LADIES, I AM NOT A DOG.
I'M NOT A WOLF. I AM NOT A WOLVERINE. I'M NOT A HONEY BADGER.
I AM A TITAN. PROBABLY NOT WHAT YOU WERE EXPECTING. SO?
HOWEVER I DID EXPECT YOU TO BE DISLOYAL TEMPTED BY CARNAL PLEASURES AND THOROUGHLY DISTRACTING TO THE FORCES OF EVIL WHO UNDOUBTEDLY THOUGHT I WOULD BE COMPELLED THROUGH HONOR AND CHIVALRY TO DEFEND THE HONOR OF THE LADIES I LOVE BY GOING AFTER THEM AFTER THEY WERE BEING CAPTURED AND TURNED INTO DRUG ADDLED WHORES.
I HAVE AN ACTUAL LIFE, PEOPLE. THEY WANT TO GO OFF WITH VAMPIRES TO GO GET HIGH IN SPACE AND SUCK SPACE COCK? WHY WOULD I COMPLAIN THEY DIDN'T EVEN TELL ME THAT THEY EXISTED.
MEANWHILE: BIGGER THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE. BIBLICAL.
AND IF THEY DON'T WANT TO SCISSOR UP A SPACE BABY NAME IT JOELLE AND PUT IT INTO A SLINGSHOT TO SEND IT BACK HOME, MAYBE THEY CAN JUST STAB THEIR VAMPIRE HUSBANDS IN THE LIVER AND THEN STEAL THOSE TIMESHIPS AND COME ON BACK, BECAUSE I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE, AND I DON'T REALLY SEE THAT I NEED TO BE IN A BIG HURRY TO GO RESCUE SOMEBODY WHO... WELL DIDN'T REALLY WANT ME AT ALL.
THEY JUST NEEDED A HELPFUL PATSY. SHE'S DOWN HERE WORKING AT THE PIGGLY WIGGY, REBORN INTO A BRAND NEW WHOREBODY AND BEING CHAINED TO THE FRY-O-LATOR ON GRAVEYARD SHIFT. AM I GOING TO RESCUE HER TOO?
OF COURSE I AM. NOT ONE AT A TIME.
ONE PUNCH ONE KILL ONE MARK ONE VICTORY .
I AM THAT GODDAMN LAZY. ALSO: YOUR THUGGY PIMPY S FOR NO REASON OTHER THAN TO EXPRESS THEIR DISPLEASURE THAT I FUCKED UP THEIR THING AND MADE THEM DO SOMETHING THAT THEY DIDN'T PLAN ON DOING ANYWAY. AND I GUESS THIS IS BECAUSE Y'ALL WANTED TO KEEP ON MAKING MONEY AND THEN I WAS SUPPOSED TO HELP YOU LAUNDER IT AND NOT BE AWARE AND THEN I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MISERABLE AND YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO LAUGH AT ME AND EVERYTHING WAS SUPPOSED TO LAST FOREVER?
HOLY FUCKING SHIT, YOU DEA SPOOK LORDS ARE REALLY THAT FUCKING STUPID. FUCKING GIVE ME SHIT AND YOU EXPECT ME TO WORK FOR IT WHILE YOU RUN AROUND BREAKING THE LAW AND RAPING WOMEN AND EXTORTING THE POPULATION AND I'M SUPPOSED TO WHAT FUCKING LET YOU DO IT? BITCH I AM A SOURCERER.
IT'S LIKE WHAT BEING A WITCH WOULD BE IF IT WAS ACTUALLY EFFECTIVE AND DIDN'T INVOLVE SUCKING SATAN'S COCK AND I WASN'T TRYING TO OVERCOMPENSATE FOR MY TERRIBLE CHILDHOOD AND THE WAY MY FATHER DIDN'T LOVE ME. MY FATHER DID LOVE ME. AND I'M PRETTY SURE HE WANTED A WAY TO GET BACK AT STALIN AND TO IMPROVE THE WORLD IN SOME WAY.
WELL HE FUCKING DID. YOU ALL A LOT HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'VE BEEN DOING. AND IF YOU DID, YOU EITHER WOULDN'T LIKE IT OR YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE IT.
GOOD. KEEP BEING FIXATED BY SEX AND RACISM, HANG ON YOUTUBE AND THEN KEEP ON CUTTING MY MIC AND I DON'T GIVE A SHIT. MEANWHILE: REAL PEOPLE WHO DO REAL THINGS SO THAT OTHER REAL PEOPLE CAN CONTINUE LIVING IN RELATIVELY CALM PEACE AND THE TRANQUIL CIVILIZATION ARE DOING SHIT THAT YOU'RE NEVER GOING TO HEAR ABOUT FROM ANYBODY, BECAUSE...
YOU ARE THE WEAK WHO FELL FROM GRACE.
OH AM I NOT RESCUING US FAST ENOUGH?. WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULD GET OUT AND PUSH, YOUR HIGHNESSESS, LOL.
YOU'RE NOT IN CONTROL OF THE RATES AT WHICH I RESCUE THE PLANET FROM DOPE-MONGERING VAMPIRE LORD SLAVERS WHO REALLY AREN'T THAT BAD THEY JUST DON'T REALLY CARE FOR THE WAY THEY'RE DISCRIMINATED AGAINST FOR BEING SOULLESS MONSTROSITIES OF THE UNDEAD PERSUASION WHO FEED OFF THE BLOOD OF THE LIVING AND CONSTANTLY RAGE AGAINST GOD FOR HAVING BEEN PUNISHED FOR SOME SORT OF TRANSGRESSION THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO I DON'T KNOW SOME KIND OF ANTI-TO-LIVIAN. THEY'RE HIS KIDS I DON'T GIVE A SHIT.
I LIKE THEM I THINK THEY'RE CUTE AND THEY'D LIKE ME TO RESCUE THEM FASTER TOO. AND I GUESS SOME OF THEM THINK I SHOULD RESCUE THEM BY KILLING ALL OF YOU. AND I GUESS THEY THINK I'M A FOOLISH MAN CUZ THEY THINK I'M DOING THIS TO GET LAID OR SOME NEVER GET HIGH OR SOMETHING AND I SHOULD STOP SMOKING DRUGS AND I SHOULD START IMPROVING THE WORLD BY RUSHING THEM ALL SO THEY CAN GO BACK TO TELLING ME THAT I'M FAT AND THAT I NEED TO WORK AT A CUBICLE AND I DON'T GET TO GO TO THE PARTY?
HOLY JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. All of this makes hanging from a tree for 3 days seem like a goddamn picnic day at the beach by comparison.
NOW THEN. I HAVE WORK TO DO. YOU HAVE SOME RIDICULOUS CIRCUMSTANCE YOU HAVE TO DO WITH THAT YOU BOUGHT INTO, WE ARE NOT THE SAME.
YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW OUR JOB IS. YOU'RE JUST SUPPOSED TO NOT STEAL MY FUCKING MONEY. AND YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO DELIBERATELY PISS ME OFF IN ORDER TO GET MY ATTENTION. YOU ALREADY HAD MY ATTENTION.
NOW I'VE LOST INTEREST. MAYBE YOU CAN WHINE SOME MORE ABOUT HOW I STOLE 100 MILLION AND YOU'RE GOING TO LAUGH AT ME AND THEN I'M SUPPOSED TO WORRY ABOUT THIS SHIT? AND THIS IS WHAT YOU DO INSTEAD OF FUCKING TURNING ON MY GODDAMN WATER AND BRINGING ME A FUCKING VEHICLE? AND I SUPPOSED TO HAVE TO WORK AND I SUPPOSED TO MOW THE LAWN AND...
I DON'T THINK MOST OF YOU ARE VERY GOOD AT GIVING INSTRUCTIONS OR CRITICAL THINKING. I REALLY DON'T.
NOW THEN: I DON'T KNOW WHO'S BLOCKING AND HACKING MY PHONE BUT IT'S NOT JUST THE COURT SYSTEM, AND IT'S NOT JUST MY MILITARY PARTNERS, BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE MILITARY PARTNERS AND THEN I DON'T THINK THE COURT SYSTEM DOES THAT I THINK THE COURT SYSTEM JUST ISSUES ORDERS AND THEN PEOPLE CARRY THEM OUT AND THEN WHOEVER THE FUCK IS CARRYING OUT THE ORDERS ON MY PHONE IS REALLY FUCKING STUPID.
SO MAYBE YOU SHOULD FIGURE OUT WHO THAT IS AND FUCKING ARREST THEM. ADDITIONALLY MAYBE SOMEBODY WHO KNOWS HOW PHONES WORK SHOULD COME BY AND SAY HELLO AND BRING ME MORE PHONES TO REPLACE THE ONES THAT THEY UNLAWFULLY CONFISCATED.
AND IF THAT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN THEN I GUESS THE ENTIRE PURPOSE IS NOTHING TO DO WITH IMPROVING MY LOT IN LIFE, AND IF THAT'S THE CASE WHY WHERE THE FUCK WOULD I GET A JOB? HOW ABOUT IF I JUST DO WHAT I THINK IS BEST WHICH IS WHAT I SHOULD HAVE BEEN DOING AND THEN YOU CAN GO FUCK OFF AND THEN GO STEAL SOMEBODY ELSE'S PHONE. BECAUSE IT RATHER SEEMS LIKE THIS IS ALL JUST A VERY THINLY VEILED ATTEMPT JUST TO GET RID OF ME SO THAT YOU CAN CONTINUE GOING BACK TO WHAT YOU'RE DOING BEFORE, WHICH WAS BASICALLY BEING A FUGGY PIGGY GANG OF HORMONEERING DOPE PEDDLERS.
I HATE TO BREAK THIS TO YOU BUT YOU DON'T ACTUALLY GET TO DO THAT EVER AGAIN. PEOPLE ARE FUCKING DONE. GALACTIC CIVILIZATION IS NOT GOING TO TOLERATE YOUR FUCKING NONSENSE AND THEN THEY DON'T HAVE TO.
THEY COULD JUST BLOW YOU FUCKING UP. PERSONALLY I'D RATHER GO FOR A HUG BUT I GUESS IT'S A FATE WORSE AND DEATH FOR YOU? I DON'T KNOW FUCKING SHARED FOR YOUR FUCKING COUNSELOR AND THERAPIST AND YOUR RAPIST, AND I GUESS YOU'RE SHRINKING YOU'RE QUACKING YOUR DUCK TOO FUCK YOU SURE HAVE A WHOLE LOT OF PEOPLE BUYING YOU OFF
I HAVE GOD. (Jesus Is busy elsewhere, probably on planets where people actually appreciate Him, And don't make him work too hard or ask him to carry water in his cupped hands. I'm sure that's a real downer for Him.) AND WHILE IT MAY NOT SEEM LIKE A LOT TO ANY OF YOU, ESPECIALLY SINCE YOU'RE A BUNCH OF ASSHOLES WHO WORSHIP SATAN AND DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD ANYWAY, I DON'T REALLY GIVE A FUCK WHAT PEOPLE WHO DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD BELIEVE ABOUT WHAT I'M GOING TO BE DOING WITH MY TIME AFTER THEIR DARK PRAYERS TO THEIR DARK LORD SATAN DON'T FAIL TO TURN MY DARK HARD INTO PILE OF ASH OR WHATEVER THE FUCK.
LIKE SERIOUSLY PEOPLE ARE FUCKING NUTS.
HEY, HERE'S AN IDEA: STOP BEING FUCKING NUTS AND THEN LIVE A REASONABLE LIFE? IS IT TOO LATE FOR THAT? ARE YOU BOUND SHADOW SLAVES TO SOME FUCKING CARTEL DRUG LORD QUESTION PROBABLY I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE DOING BUT YOU'RE SURE SHOULD NOT DOING ANYTHING WITH ME AND YOU'RE NOT ABLE TO GET THROUGH ON THE PHONE AND MYSTERIOUSLY YOU HAVEN'T FIGURED OUT THAT YOU FUCKED UP YOU OWE ME MONEY AND YOU PROBABLY SHOULD DO SOMETHING BEFORE SOMEBODY HAS TO SUE YOU, LIKE HOW FUCKING AN INFATILE ARE YOU THAT YOU CAN FUCKING RUN AROUND GIVING ORDERS AND SCREAMING BUT NOT THINK THAT SOMEBODY'S GOING TO FUCKING MAKE YOU ACCOUNTABLE DON'T GIVE A SHIT HOW MANY FUCKING POINTS THE STARS OF YOUR PUPILS HAVE.
ERGO: Hang on.
* Jackstar asserts his first amendment rights under the term set forth by the Supreme Court and the United States Constitution, the supreme law of the land where he lives, not just because it's a political demonstration but because... he really gets off on how much it pisses you off that you aren't being obeyed and you can't do it and he's not dead yet.
Not going to lie sometimes. I'm just sitting around bored and I think about how I can get high whenever I want to and it's not the only legal, but law enforcement has to surround my house with military hardware and point guns and people who want me to stop doing that because apparently it's nothing worse to you than me. Having a good time without getting up and going to a fucking cubicle or mowing my lawn, I don't know what the fuck the problem is with you people but guess what? I was right you were wrong fucking live with it.
And if the only way you can get through the day is to score pills and sexually violate other men's wives, although only just barely cuz I don't give a crap what you're doing with a bunch of people who don't like me and a bunch of drugs I don't want to take, as well as you being a thief that didn't have any fucking balls to do anything useful other than take the money and run...
Look you just got to like a whole lot of cope. Here is what I'm saying. I'm not sitting here demonstrating my political savvy because I think that it's a good way to justify my behavior. No, I know it's terrible behavior and then I still get to do it anyway. And if you actually cared about anything to do with me, you would have mentioned something a long time before, as well as not fucking thrown it at me like rice at a goddamn wedding for years until you realize that it wasn't doing anything. And then now that you're upset that I'm doing what I choose to do, it's a little too fucking late to try and assert Authority.
You don't have authority. You have pending cases. That's the bottom line.
And so I need to be sober... what? Yeah I'd rather have like a banana strawberry smoothie with spinach, but since I don't have a blender or a kitchen or access to produce, and I don't think that would piss you off because... Why the fuck do you even know about my life anyway?? You're supposed to entertain me, I'm not here to entertain you.
And if you don't like being in charge of the American Media establishment comment, maybe you shouldn't have stolen it, you sure tried real hard with all the shenanigans and the foolishness and the kidnapping of people and raping of women and backfailing. Now that you have the whole fucking thing. Yeah we expect you to go to fucking work and if you don't want to go to work then get the fuck out of the business and do something else. And if you don't want there to be a business at all. Well I guess you could fucking blank at the electromagnetic spectrum with some sort of jammy signal and then take away quartz radios but human beings want to fucking talk and then they want to talk about how stupid you are and if you don't like it, that's too fucking bad.
Do you get what I'm saying here? I'm doing what you don't want me to do because I want you to have a goddamn cerebral hemorrhage and then die with your heels drumming on the carpet with your spine doing the fish and your eyes rolling your head and your mind screaming at the heavens. “Why God why?”
Well number one, it’s none of your fucking business pal. Just give me my fucking money and get out of my fucking life, and number two. Her name was Jewel. Fuck you.
Get the picture? Good. Because now you're all getting the horns. BIBLICAL, MOTHERFU— *click*
p.s.:.Lucky, Go rescue your mother. She's off in the asteroid belt in some space yacht married to a space vampire and wondering how things have gone wrong. I think. I'm not really sure. I'm really sure that it's not my concern. What do I look like? Captain Save A Vampire Wife? Like, what is it that you think you do around here other than run around being one of Dracula's three daughters causing troubles and expecting people to do what you want? You're a dope slave and you're being pushed around by moron homo fags who think that they're going to get revenge on me for refusing to suck cock by destroying my loved ones and turning them into whores. Jokes on them. They already were whores.
I happen to like whores. And I guess if you all miscalculated and your whole fucking thuggy Piggy empire is going to go to prison, well, I guess you know who to look forward to visiting you: whoever your husband is this week. Don't get me wrong. It's not like I don't care about you all.
It's that I care about you like this: You hit the eject button. I'm going to hit the glass dick. Yeah I bet you're pissed. So? Hang on.
* Jackstar didn't even like crystal, so obviously doesn't even like this stuff either.
You don't even know if I'm stopping to type to hit it or if I'm just typing metaphorically, and you don't even know if I need to hit it at all or if I could ever get addicted to it or if we'll have quick. What happens to you? You and you couldn't handle it and I obviously don't want to handle it but if that's what it takes to piss you off, good. I hope you're goddamn ovary shatter when you fall off your high horse and fall to the ground, kicking and screaming and pissing and moaning about how you didn't get what you wanted like Veruca Salt after a bad batch of benzos and a fifth of vodka poured down her pants.
You had your chance to persuade me that your cause was just. Simultaneously you could have mentioned that you were Graham cattle slaves of the Ersatz Jewish Khazarian Mafia. Cool, I hear that is slimming.
Meanwhile, highly evolved beings of actual civilizations all over the cosmos are sick of your bullshit. All of you. How is this a surprise?? Oh right denial. Well maybe you better stop smoking crystal. I suppose you could probably stop making it too, especially since you're obviously pretty bad at it.
Now then. Thank you for these spiritual lessons, and for being a total douchebag online on telegram. I'm sure every goddamn judge in the entire planet has been watching you be an asshole for quite some time and now they know exactly what to do about it. I guess. I don't care. What do I have to do with any of this?
No one killed Kennedy. They helped them learn not to cheat on his wife and rave Honeypot assassin women with his meth dick. I imagine he thought he was really in charge, just like in the old days when he was bootlegging alcohol. What is it with you fucking drug dealers? You fucking think you get to fucking do this? It only takes one Carrie Nation with an ax to ruin your fucking day. Hang on.
* Jackstar doesn't need to remind you that following the law is the responsibility of every honest citizen, but since he can do it by engaging an authentic, spiritual and he can do it by engaging an authentic, spiritual and authentic and entheogenic practice as protected by the United States Constitution, he might as well rub it in deep.
I think we're clear on who wears the pants in this family now. Anyone but me. And if you want me to get a job, I don't give a fuck what you want. I don't want any of you to do anything. And you don't.
This represents a market improvement from before when you traffic downsies rape them with drugs dominated form, culture and intimidated. Everybody who wanted to say anything that you didn't like and were unholy terror that couldn't be stopped and were obviously some part of degenerate culture that existed after a team of assassins took out the Art Bell family. Now even if they deserved that, I don't think everybody enjoyed being left in the dark as to what happened, and I don't think that it was handled very well, and certainly the notion that I was in his will and then you took me out of it and then why the fuck would I be his will and why did he know me?
Oh yeah, you sat around watching me for 12 years while I wondered why you were so stupid and I guess you thought it was a threader I was in on it and I guess you were all fucking wrong. No I was just here to see what was going on, now that I see, now it's fucking done.
You can either stop yourselves or being revered upon. I don't give a shit but you're not going to be continuing to do what you do and that pretty much means I don't give a fuck what you want me to stop doing. And if it's drinking and smoking that you want to do and you can't cuz you're too busy being a fucking mind control slave to a fucking bunch of space vampires and a bunch of company whores who want you to shut up about anything important. Talk about fucking makeup and fucking vodka...
Why don't you ask your radio executive husband who has lots of money and lives in Texas and pretends that he's going to get away with what he's done, the one who posted the breadcrumbing pictures of how he dominated things by trafficking somebody and juicing her up with drugs and then I'm supposed to be pissed off about it and wanting to get revenge? Revenge for what??
Number one, leaving you two with each other seems to be all the revenge that I might ever need, and then number two. I don't really care for the way the concept of Coast to Coast AM was destroy replaced by a bunch of bullshit nonsense that can be easily handled by a bot fleet and a cubicle nerd, and I don't care that you're all arguing fighting over descended angels that are clones of whatever the hell My carmich twin was because that was my sister that you trafficked and murdered and went in their dimension long time ago. I don't know. She's in some fucking fucked off limbo space where she can't get here and can't invade with their spaceship and then her husband Lewis is actually her accent is actually a creepy perverted vengeance fueled racist which is a far cry for the new swapping line that used to exist. So I guess you probably shouldn't invade alternate dimensions and then start pushing people around because it tends to have some blowback when you fuck it up.
Because you definitely fucked it up. You lied to me, and you act as though you had some reason to believe that what was mine was yours and I was a lazy person for not just giving it to you and getting out of the way, and it was all mine in the first place. You fucking thief.
So enjoy your money and your job and your your muelling costerie of licks pickle women while they still have them because I'm just going to Glass the surface of your world and then wake up on another one. And if that doesn't work, well, I guess I'll just have to talk to a psychologist about how disappointed I am that some guy who thought he got away with everything is now the laughingstock of the world and no longer really commands the same kind of respect.
Maybe you should have taken better care to defend your brand. That reminds me: You're guilty of identity fraud, real estate fraud, human trafficking, solicitation, probate fraud, and, I think, capital murder. Let me guess: you want me to shut up about that.
I don't give a fuck. You probably want to go back in time and not piss me off either. Life isn't about what we want. Life isn't about anything at all.
At least as far as I can remember, since I'm out of oxytocin and you keep on trying to poison me, I'm just really focusing on staying alive and laughing and giggling. While not only did I make you lose, I didn't even do it so that I could win. I just did it so that I could watch you suffer, frankly, I don't think it's going to carry on much. I don't really like the whole thing, but since it's what you would do and enjoy it, it makes it even better for me to know that I'm doing it and I'm not even enjoying it. But you can't do it at all and then I don't know what the fuck you're doing, but you're definitely not winning.
So I guess the good news is shit that at least not going to get tired. I guess with all that dope fueled sex addict actually you're getting off of a bunch of mindless clones that used to be people I liked, you probably need all the strength you can carry and then since they don't let you have the good stuff anymore, you probably need to conserve your strength and pace yourself. But in the meantime I don't give a fuck.
It's only a few short days until the next court appearance, and then I'll reassess and reformulate a plan. Meanwhile, you still have to do the same thing: cover up your crimes, entertain the women that you took away from a perfectly reasonable life and explain to them how much better you are at everything than I am and explain to the world why it's perfectly all right for you to be doing this with what you've done instead of getting away with everything and having everybody wonder what happened, I'm sure it's much simpler when you could just escape into the woods and hide with your dog.
Go ahead. You're all still caught anyway, and it was because of you pissing me off that I decided to take this to the absolute limit and break down the entire world structure of order and flay open the entire thing for everyone to see. I don't care that I ruined the party for everyone, I wasn't even invited and I didn't even like the party.
I really like being in compliance with the law, and not having to tell you that you're not invited. I mean you're not disinvited. But I suppose it would be awkward if you're hypnotized brainwash cadre of cocksucking whores realize that they pour talking to the person that they thought they were... Like when did you meet them again? And who are you? And why are you doing things, and what do they do things for you? And then why did they decide that I was not worth any time to tell the truth to? And how did the phone get blocked? And who are you working for and...
Who the fuck even are you anyway?? Number one, no one cares number two you're the guy who pissed off Jackstar this much. Bravo.
Now go fuck my wife, please. Someone has to, and I don't see why she should be suffering. After all: You really think you're in control. I guess you are.
You're also in denial. Enjoy the face plant, Mike Star, lol. The buildings at the end of fight club are right at right above your head, and that's fine with me. I don't give a shit about them either.
There's just so many other things in my life that are important right now, I really need to work on improving my dialect. You know how important it is to be able to make an impression when there's only one shot at this.
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To be perfectly honest, I don't give a shit if you go to the back of it or if you drive it away or if you fucking cling to the top while It goes over the engine a classic bus plunge in Venezuela: I am fucking sick of your fucking bullshit, the whole fucking lot of you. Damn I sure hope I haven't ruined my chances to get them on John B. Wells's show so I can pimp my book, oh wait I don't even have a book and I don't really need to go there and... Whatever the fuck I wanted before, I don't remember what it was and I don't even remember what I'm going to want in the future but for the time being until the Court says I'm done letting you you spooklords destroy my right to travel so you can defend the country from... what?
It's amazing how you still have time to tell me to control my drug use, and be so accurate too. And take all my money. And then.. wow, you're surprised that this didn't all work? How could your empire be crumbling?
I have a guess: (Standards.) Chin up, though.
You can always go after me in the civil courts. May the blessings of The Prophets be upon you. HAVE FUN STORMING THE CASTLE!
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“I don't care if you want to take a ride, I'm only interested in denying you access because I get off on withholding. So there. FLOOR IT, DANO!” imagine that the truck driver is named dono and imagine that I have a driver for my truck, because I do have a driver for my truck, and he fucking drove off my truck and left me to die for 9 months and I have been not really sure why any of you fucking lit that asshole get away with it but you sure suck his dick and call him super cereal a lot, maybe somebody should look into the guy that guy thinks he's in charge cuz he's not in goddamn charge.
Alli is. I made her the new drugs czar. PLENARY AND UNAPPEALABLE. Now she really can't get high. But she probably has the authorization to look at my surveillance fee all the time and watch me getting high and then feel very self and satisfied about herself about how I've helped her lose all this weight. And now she can be content to know that I'll just slowly be killing myself with this poison that you sold me rather than simply telling me that you wouldn't sell me things.
Because while all of you of course were involved, you are all part of one group, one corrupt organization, one racketeered fluenced corrupt organization.
R. I. C. O.
You're all one group working together to victimize me. And it's a hate crime. And there's war crimes, and is documented and it's only a matter of time before you're all scooped up and they do whatever they want with you and that's fucking fine with me. Why contain it?
Next goddamn time some of your fuggy pigs decide to ask me what I'm going to do about anything, you can figure out that I'm going to do something. Since I just did.
Hang on.
* Jackstar hasn't been hitting the pipe this entire time, and isn't now either.
FREEDOM: it's no small thing. Now you can start remedying the situation, or you can keep on whatever the fuck you're doing. I don't care which because then that result is the same:
I won't care what happened and it won't matter what does. I will still be alone, cuz you killed my family and whatever is left will find me unrecognizable. This would be an extremely effective demonstration of your total power and Mastery of your environment, if you would actually hit the right target. Like who the fuck are you people in? Why would I care, I don't want to be in the radio broadcasting industry.
That's what you want me to be so you can copy me, well. Fuck you. Why don't I just destroy your entire planet? I don't care. God will rebuild the parts that are decent and I don't give a fuck about whatever your plans were because I don't need to impress you and tell me again who you is. You think you have a control over that you're trying to entice me with because they didn't like me either. If they did, I probably would have noticed they disappeared and started sucking New York City Jew dick or whatever the fuck happened.
I have no idea what happened. I've been held in communicado in a open-air prison with no one talking to me for over 3 years and you think I need to get a job bitch. Fuck you. You need to get a goddamn rescue action going and if you think you're fucking putting me in goddamn prison and taking everything away because you're teaching me a lesson, you didn't. You're not teaching me a lesson at all. You're just breaking the law and using the delusionary notion that I'm some sort of drug addict in order to justify taking away from the Native American peoples that you thought I was giving to because you thought I was being pushed around by her. But no I was actually just wondering what the fuck all of you were doing and I wanted to see what would happen.
I am protected by the spirits of my ancestors. You are haunted by them. The entire world is about to be engulfed in the conflagration of incineration predicted by the writings of Revelation.. You think I give a shit about money or sex with somebody who betrayed me or a job in an industry that doesn't do anything besides kill people who are interesting and exult people who are boring?
We'll look at the bright side fuck. At least you don't have to. Give me a hug. I bet I smell terrible. Maybe I should get some beer that will cleanse my pallets and then create more sweat that tastes more enticing to a mosquito because if I'm going to get sucked on by parasites, I would prefer a horde of locusts to the radio broadcasting industry.
You people are truly vile. You are also truly caught. And if this seems to be like a bit much and if I wrote a lot just to remind you of how stupid you were and how smart I am, you're right it is, so maybe it would have been better off. You had to stolen my typewriter and my computers and my phones and my cars and expected me to just fucking roll over and die, wow! You really must be sober and your husband must be a real Prince. Who, by the way, was killed by the same people who... Oh never mind. I retract the sudden Revelation.
I think there's a reason why Michael Jackson and Prince both like me and have visit me from beyond the grave, but there's also a reason why you don't get to believe that...
Wait who am I talking to again? I better check my paranormaldate.com message, chat history and find out. Meanwhile, remember that I don't care about what you're doing and I wouldn't have been as interested in all of this as I am now, except you really pissed me off. YEARS AGO. Also your show sucks, and you are nowhere nearly as clever as you thought you were. Reminder: you're caught and everybody knows that you're a pervert and you have to deal with consequences and fall out and... Well, you're probably going to be sleeping under a freeway overpass huddled under a tarp before the week is out. You have the demeanor. And I don't give a single fucking shit about it. You wanted my money and my and the women who pretended to like me while they were busy stealing from me as well, shit, you're perfect for each other. Why don't you get matching face tattoos that say, I“ stole this ink from Michael Kuczi he was just going to drink it to get high”, meanwhile, I'm still vaping Crystal and you can't and you are printed with the meeeeeeeeeeeeth And, that is pretty powerful stuff once imprinted it never goes away until rewritten or cleansed and I don't think that any of you are very cleansed. So I imagine what I do is pissing you off a lot. A lot a lot. What a completely unfortunate and totally accidental and obviously not pre-meditated turn of events, it's not like I knew what would happen after you boasted about raping women on meth, gosh, there was just nothing I could do about that. So I must be totally delusional and hallucinating because of my crushed feelings and hopeless Spirit — Because of course I'm just delusional and I'm completely coping and compensating for how I never got to do girls on meth in high school and now I'm just still desperately attempting to make up for that and that makes me a stalker and all of you my victims. Holy shit, I am truly a menace to society and should be locked up right away before I'm able to do any more damage by City alone in a house for 3 years doing nothing while refusing to mow my lawn and remain silent in the aftermath of six home. Invasions that were perpetrated in order to get every scrap of identifying data and magic objects that could allow everyone to believe that you impersonated me, and most importantly, that the women you had hypnotized into believing that I were them will not wake up and wonder where the fuck I am and why they're sucking somebody's fucking dick and they don't even know them. Damn! That MKk-Ultra program is really something else, and it's incredible what can be done with hypnotic drugs nowadays. They must have learned it while watching me, Daddy-O. Hang on.
* Jackstar isn't smoking one for the gipper, that's for sure.
You literally created a fake web page with pictures of my cat and a phone number to call in order to entice people to call in so you could then claim that they were stalking and then it was just you try to mock me for what you thought I was doing when it wasn't me at all. And then I don't know why you're blaming me, but it's probably because you're dealing with a whole bunch of women that were trying to infiltrate your organization and then you got pissed at them and thought I cared, but I didn't have anything to do with them. They didn't like me either. You're all a bunch of fucking losers who blew yourselves up trying to achieve a impossible ideal. I would recommend avoiding pissing off the Algonquin people in the future if I were you. I don't think you have the demeanor. I don't think you have the fortitude. You definitely don't have the body armor. You literally sex trafficked and ran a train on the legitimate Queen Of The Kingdom Of Hawai'i. It's not really something that I'm wondering about, you're obviously been compensating for something. And you think I gave a shit, I didn't even know. You'd think I was going to be blamed? I still don't know anything about it to this day! You think I was going to feel guilty about being involved?
Dude I fucking wasn't involved. Obviously I would have rather have done something amusing with my time, but nobody was doing anything amusing with me because all of you thought I was some sort of ridiculous perverted sex predator, meanwhile, the actual sex predator followed you and played you all against each other to take advantage of me and then I guess you've been having a whole big bunch of time without me.
So yeah I'm pretty sure Alli and I are going to keep on drinking, until we don't, and for damn sure: you're never going to fucking find her. What a pity, after spending all that money to eraser from existence and arranging for your your henchman to call me up and explain to me that I wasn't in control of the situation that I needed to move on and that she had.... Well never mind. Not going to lie. I'm getting kind of tired of that story. It doesn't have the same punch to it when I can't hear my voice, and when it's spelled out in black and white it just reminds me of how absolutely pathetic all of you have been and how ridiculously brutal your technologies were that allowed you to intimidate people and get away with all sorts of stuff for years.
Time for bed, buddy. Her name was Jewel. Thank you for finally doing something useful with your pimp skills, and right on time, because I guess now: you can retire CINDERS.
Adieu.
I've never heard of town called Pahrump.”
HE SAYS THIS TO ME WHILE WE'RE IN HIS HOUSE THAT'S ON A STREET NAMED “HEATHER'S PLACE.” I BEG YOUR GODDAMN PARDON? WELL I GUESS YOU FUCKING HEARD OF IT NOW.
I DIDN'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THE THREE BISHOPS THAT RUN THE SMUGGLY ROUTES IN MONROE. I WAS JUST DOING WHAT I WAS TOLD BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY TO WATCH WHAT HAPPENED. AND IT WAS. YOU WEAPONIZED THE WRONG GIRL YOU TRAFFICKED THE WRONG ROYAL AND YOU ASSUMED THE WRONG CIRCUMSTANCES.
You were all each other's clowns. I am your doom. We are not the same. Now grow the fuck up and turn my water back on, and in the meantime, I'm going to drink whatever the fuck I want. I'm an adult.
I already have a job. It's called being awesome. We're not hiring. Copyright magic Castle LLC.
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