Reflections in a Petri Dish — June 3, 2013
Dog Poet Transmitting…….
May your noses always be cold and wet.
The world teeters on the edge of many dark possibilities. In a moment now, the whole world could change into something unrecognizable, into a maelstrom of dreadful sights, sounds and fury. Pay ye careful attention to today’s linkage. We have verifiable evidence that the world is going batshit insane and… not in a good way. There are outrages, beyond any permissible latitude, in whatever way you might define ‘civilized’ or ‘civilization’. What beasts indeed, lurk beneath the mask of a human face. I seek the required language to transmit my horror and repugnance and am found not equal to the task, nor do I have the belief that there exists anyone who can. The very worst among us, are sinking to new depths. It is to weep. It is to inspire a Niagara tears that still falls short of the requisite sorrow (people!!! make this link get legs!). I am ashamed, to be associated by my present existence as a human being, with those exposed in this posting. I also thank the ineffable that I am a human being. I am suffused with gratitude that I have been spared the contemptible madness, of the beast unleashed, within.
Tai Yippie Kai Yay (motherfucker!) Erdogan has got an RSVP to one of The Pit’s, Erdogan specific ghettos; the inferno’s equivalent to East St. Louis. What a despicable creature you are Erdogan. What a vile mockery upon the human estate. You should be drilled through the ankles like Hector and dragged by a chariot around the circumference of Istanbul. One can only hope that the hand of the cosmos, delivers you into the hands of the populace. Here are crimes that warrant the Braveheart treatment. You ruthless and depraved sonofabitch! You have put yourself on a par with Henry Kissinger and Benjamin Shitwityahoo. You are, plainly and truthfully speaking, a monster in the camouflage of human form. Those who serve you, are an extension of your will and, god willing, will share your fate. I note that I was not amiss in referring to you as a wannabe sultan yesterday.
You shall reap the whirlwind, Erdogan. You have damned yourself and wiped away all of the good you ever accomplished. You are a maggot in the afterbirth of these terrible times. I cannot find the words to fittingly portray you. You have impressed me in all the worst ways. May you be taken soon, you and all of your peers, who presently commit outrage after outrage, upon those you were put into the position to ‘serve and protect’; like your American counterparts in their brutal excesses. They should be branded on their foreheads with the words, ‘Made in Israel’ because that is who is training them, by fiat of Howdy Doody Obama and his predecessor. . What takes place within you now, you unfortunate soul? Do you reflect upon and contemplate what has been done on your orders? You will come to know the meaning of the word ‘wrath’, I promise you. May your countrymen make a regular pilgrimage to piss on your grave. May the ingenious among your ‘subjects’ go immediately to Istanbul’s oldest graveyard and dig you a grave, attended by a headstone and left open and waiting for the occupant. Let it be videoed and published round the world.
“Bring me the head of Erdogan”, sings the invisible judge, “bring me that poisonous, toxic head. Let a candle be lit and set atop it, in memory of the numbered dead. Let the head be set on a mound of dung, this headless man who should have been hung, drawn and quartered, flogged and whipped, then set on fire like flaming shit, until half past midnight on a frozen clock. Tick tock, tick tock, go the hours and minutes till your fitting end. Toss the body to the scavengers to tear and rend. You whore of Ersatz Israel. You will surely burn in Hell”.
I want to continue. I want to count the ways that might permit me to memorialize you on this page, but I must, perforce move on. I see the paucity of my efforts, in respect of the requirements of the task. I am not equal to the challenge, alas, alas…
Let us move on to other aspects and transits of the world’s horrorscope; moon in the abyss with penis rising. What’s going on in the land of the free? Well, let us see. Let us ask if there are any limitations to the potential of stupid and absurd; apparently not. What inevitabilities must surely follow the deification of stupid and absurd? What seeming impossibilities of occurrence inexplicably occur? What strange ironies appear in respect of this? “Honey could you get me a glass of water from the toilet”? “Certainly, darling”. “Ummm, this is really good, I’m assuming you didn’t flush it first. Did you do something else? This is even better than down at the pub”. “Of course not, darling, I know how you like it”. “Indeed you do”.
We can all be grateful that representatives of the world’s most populous, atheist nation are on the job, making sure that there are no other iconic symbols, to compete with the mandatory symbol of the ruling junta. That would, of course, be the menorah. Things like this inspire me to long, inactive behaviors, thinking I should definitely get a menorah and have someone videotape me pissing on it and the only reason I am not going to do it, is because of the large number of people who would be turned on because… there is no way round the exposure of my ‘quipment’, in the performance of my task and also to avoid the inevitable rumor that I am actually a very light skinned, black man; that and the fact that some number of those, who are sure to be aroused would be men. This brings me, I say, I say, this brings me (cue Foghorn Leghorn) to another item, which is today’s daily mention of one of The Tribe’s most urgent agendas (usually there are two or three related items every single day) and something for which they will not let a day pass, without some extensive article, like this one, written by a Tribe member and featuring a Tribe Member. How incredibly unexpected! The author of this questionable blog entry (aren’t they all?) left the boy scouts, one merit badge shy of Eagle. Ironically, it was the Life Saving merit badge. Permitting gay scouts and… why it is not a good idea, is exemplified in the behavior of said scout, ‘under’ (possibly) the tutelage of a mentioned Tribe Member, who just had to appear in uniform, which is against the rules of the organization, for reasons that have nothing to do with anyone’s ‘chosen’, sexual identity. I don’t know, maybe this was actually in emulation of The Village People. It might not have been a socio-political statement at all. See? You have to consider all possibilities.
This leads (like it had eyes) right into something you might have suspected but are sure to still be surprised (or would that be shocked?) by. It is worth it for the picture alone. If ever a picture were worth a thousand words, while also signifying the object of a thousand pedophile blowjobs, this is it and this (maybe I’m wrong but I’m not) is the objective of the next relentless push, toward allowing gay scout masters, advisers, assistants, assistants to the assistants, lap dancing counselors and whatever. The mention in the article of a Cub Scout, also marching in the parade, makes me think of the NAMBLA motto, “eight’s too late”. I wanted to post their webpage, couldn’t get there and then discovered this and the author of the article is (stunned and amazed I am) a member of that same group, already mentioned several times in this posting. There’s no real relevance concerning that feature, it’s just that most of the time this is the case. I suspect it is because they make up such a large percentage of the population. I am seriously considering changing my name to Visiblestein. I don’t know if Zack Whals is a Tribester but his bio is interesting (he’s the head of Scouts for Equality. Gazing upon the face contained in the last photo at the bottom of the page, made me drift off in my thoughts, to Marcel Proust dipping a madeleine in his tea ( if you don’t get the reference, you won’t get the context. Then again there may be no context).
I wonder if I am biased. No, I don’t wonder, it’s others that might wonder. It’s hard to keep things separate from each other sometimes. Oops there’s a real pun waiting to follow that last sentence, which has something to do with crowbars and separating people. It’s not my fault. I didn’t know that writing that sentence would just immediately bring an old joke to mind. Anyway, I don’t mind the pervasive gayness, cause I know it’s all connected to the impact of The Aquarian Age and the accompanying force of the emergent, feminine principle and the way it winds up being defined, in an age where materialism is so strong. This will eventually transform into a collective heightening in most of us (some of us?) of those feminine qualities, like intuition, later on up the road of time. I’ve known and associated with gay people through most of my adult life (not when I was a Boy Scout though). That’s not been happening in the last decade, cause I don’t know any of them here. I have my opinion on why people manifest sexually in this way and that removes the presence of negative judgment from my mindset (believe what you like, it’s true). What I am not fond of and why I bring mention to this phenomena at all, is because of the politicization of it and the direction that the politically correct, nearly totally Tribe fueled movement, has in mind and is using this subject and various other subjects, to bring about a particular state of society. They have something in mind and it’s not pleasant. Certain members of the ersatz Israel Mafia, have single-handedly destroyed America and if they are not circumvented, will bring a similar fate to a great many other nations. This is indisputable. You could dispute it …but your argument, no matter what it is, would be bogus.
If you want to know what to look out for and avoid and stay as far away from as possible, look at any issue in which Zio-Ersatz Israel is involved and you can readily assume it bodes no good to anyone but them (and most likely not even them) in the long run (Cue The Eagles). It is both shocking and frightening to see what they are up to across the board. As long time readers know, I have some number of Jewish friends and do not define all of this demographic in the same way. It’s another thing like accepting gay people, but rejecting the political chicanery that is ‘working’ a group of people, toward an end that has nothing to do with freedom, equality, tolerance or anything like these; quite the opposite, in fact.
There are no doubt readers who will kneejerk react to my position and who are incapable of objective thought, which would make it possible to separate one thing from another thing, in respect of a particular issue, or a particular people. Let’s try an example, I like soybeans but I don’t like GMO soybeans. I’m okay with Jews in general, neither liking them less, or more, than any other group of people. I don’t like Zionists because, besides Zionism being indistinguishable from racism, it is also a genocidal, mass murdering collective and ideology. No matter if one is actively engaged in it, one not actually carrying these things out, is still in support of these things happening. This is also indisputable.
People… whatever horrific aggregate, of possible scenarios there may be, waiting in the wings, their ‘hour upon the stage’ is imminent. In other words, it’s strutting and fretting time. Would that it were otherwise. I’m looking for that silver lining. I know there is one (hopefully Jennifer Lawrence is in there and not Bradley Cooper).
Also, if anyone out there knows David Icke, I hear he’s putting together a radio station and TV station. I would really like to have a half hour or fifteen minutes show there. If there’s anyone out there who might be able to help me out I would appreciate it. Possibly a spontaneous series of requests by the readers here to that website on behalf of this issue might also be helpful. Sometimes the appearance of a larger public and interested audience helps a great deal. Thank you.