Michael Rivero in the Crosshairs of the IRS, in Toadstool Nation
What do you do to a man that you can’t seduce or subdue any other way? You send the IRS in after them
The Nocturnal Bot Flies of the Apocalypse
There is an all out war on anyone and everyone, who is in opposition to the Satanic, Israeli (same thing) push toward Armageddon. They are coming up against cosmic judgment and it’s coming down on them
Doing the Doggy Paddle in Deep Dung Jell-O
It’s gotten pretty dark of late. Is that the darkness before dawn? Or, is it the prelude to a yet deeper darkness? Is that light at the end of the tunnel a train, or the way out?
Darkness at the Break of Noon as the Dawn Breaks and the Dung Beetle also Rises
Given the utterly strange atmosphere and pending madness of the moment, a Visible Origami is out of the question and we must move directly to Smoking Mirrors
Bobbing for Road Apples in the Late Great American States
“All the world’s a stage and we are merely players, each having their exits and entrances” As the bard (or Francis Bacon or another) so aptly puts it, everything is for the purpose of demonstration
The Big Squeeze in De De De De Denouement City
Even a surprising few of us, joined together in common cause, can bring forth serious change upon the face of this beleaguered planet
Hell’s Unfinished Symphony in Illegal Minor
I see the breaking down of the moral climate and the visible corruption of government agencies, along with the slow, tumbling decline of various religious institutions
Hypocrites, Disinfo Agents and Big Ones
Good or bad, karma is definite and absolute and will find you one way or another
Lighting Up the Bug House in the Age of Looney Tunes
Oddly, it seems the saner I am getting, the crazier other people are behaving.
Mr Apocalypse is Dancing in the Meringue of the Doomsday Cake
There is nothing back the way we came and there is nothing to be found or learned in the appetites and pursuits of the masses; lest it is your intent to share their fate
An Off the Rack Lawsuit from Dewey, Lipshits, Cheatem and Howe
You are never so tightly bound as you might imagine. The darkness will pass and the servants of the darkness will pass with it
The Trayvonita Tango, over to Hayseed County in the Teratogenic States of America.
Yes, this pandering, race-baiting, narcissist, with his narcissist wife and Will Smith, designer children, has ‘Property of the Synagogue of Satan” tattooed on his ass