A pagan killed a Jew
A pagan killed a Christian
A Jew killed a Christian
A Christian killed a Jew
A Muslim killed a Christian
A Jew killed a Muslim
A Muslim killed a Jew
A Christian killed a Muslim.
They all bowed to pray
to the same ignorant God
with deaf ears
and a passion for killing.
Dear God forgive them.
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circa October 2001
I try to stay positive despite the world and most politicians being shit. You can’t brutalize yourself over things you have no control of. At the same time, it is important to voice your dislikes and let others know the things they don’t know. The slime brewed in the days of Nixon. Democrats bumped the stakes in Vietnam via Kennedy and Johnson. Bush had the dirt on Johnson to stop him from running, so he could set himself up later. They both shot Kennedy. Dicks boys did the same thing Obama and Hillary’s cronies just did to Trump. They hung the Dick and I’m hoping they hang Barry and Killary, too.
The septic slime was supposed to have been cleansed after that last deal. They cut off a few CIA balls (which grew back bigger than before) and they said no more dirty ops. So they just hid the money better, dealing drugs in Central and South America instead of just in Asia.
Anyone remember Bert Lance? The bankers banker. So honest Jimmy came along with a toothy smile and an honest injun approach. Problem was, he was surrounded by the slimiest of the past decade, Kennedy killers, negro lynchers, Klan cutties. All later inherited by Arkansas Slick Willie, including the Coke sales.
So they gave Jimmy just enough rope to hang himself, send us knee deep into more overseas crisis, and crash the economy at the same time. Fiasco plus ten. He was set up to fail. Enter Bushy VP tugging the head of the actors guild along with him to assure a great picture show. Since then we’ve had dueling dynasties. Trump not only shone the spotlight on the dead Kennedy’s and Watergreat trilogy, he once again brought back the microscope on the ‘slimy underbelly’ reality of our government. This time it wasn’t just a few hippies and a handful of journalists that saw reality, it was half the entire country. For this I praise be to God every day. And the fact He let me live one more day.
THE CIRCUS . . . . . . . . . AND THE ZOO 