Dog Poet Transmitting…….<\/span><\/p>\n \u2018May your noses always be cold and wet\u2019.<\/span><\/p>\n The million man march in Palestine is coming up this weekend and the Ass- Ke- Nazi Party that rules the faux nation, criminal banking empire of pseudo-Israel can\u2019t be pleased. Their first comments are that the numbers don\u2019t reflect any sense of fair play. \u201cHey we only drove 700,000 people off the land here. What are they doing, charging interest? That\u2019s our job\u201d.<\/span><\/p>\n People are still poking me on my Facebook page and my ribs hurt. Why would someone poke me? Is this the same kind of \u2018poke\u2019 that Robert Duval was talking about in \u201cLonesome Dove\u201d? (Grin). Facebook is another Israeli construct. They sure do have a lot of money to throw around. They\u2019re tearing at the flesh on their faces. They\u2019re weeping at the stolen wall of tears, probably about lowered interest rates, while the diamond merchants at 47th street huddle in the doorways, asking you if you want to buy a watch. I\u2019m not into time, man. They all look like they should be sitting on The Supreme Court, or on a dead branch over some nearby road kill, and it won\u2019t be long before that\u2019s true either. Lil\u2019 Chuckie Schumer wants frottage junkies and \u2018no ride lists\u2019 at all the railroads. These guys are really coming out of the closet these days and it can only mean their time is running out; probably why they want to sell everybody a blood diamond watch.<\/span><\/p>\n The flotillas are gearing up and Egypt is determined to open up the Gaza Strip. Actually the Gaza Strip stands for a destined Free Monty, where half the inhabits drop their pants to show that the truth hasn\u2019t been circumcised. Do the guys who do this, what are they called, \u2018moels\u2019, moles? Do they actually bite the extra skin off with their teeth? That\u2019s got to leave some childhood memories. That Egypt revolution didn\u2019t work out so well for the Little Georgie Sorrows gang. It stands to reason that nothing is going to work that well anymore, because The Apocalypse is doing some headhunting, which is another kind of circumcision, proving that truth hurts and it leaves a lasting impression of resistance to it.<\/span><\/p>\n There\u2019s something about the United Nations or some front op, looking to declare a Palestinian State on the \u201867 borders and talk of Israel just annexing the entire West Bank. I get a little curious about the need for all that land. Where are they going to get the people, when they make up only .0185 percent of the population? How are they going to control all the land from the Tigris to the Euphrates, when so many of them live in New York City and LA? You got publishing, media and money in New York and music and entertainment (they are not the same) in LA. How are they going to get enough border crossing guards in all the needed locations? They\u2019ve got too many balls in the air and not enough jugglers in order to go for the jugular. Meanwhile they got to run one Las Vegas in Nevada and another on Wall Street and The City in London. And… the Chinese got that big money bomb, which all the messing around in Pakistan is not going to be any help with.<\/span><\/p>\n Poor Bin Laden, he\u2019s more famous than Elvis and he didn\u2019t even have to die on the toilet seat, which I think also got done by the same people. Bin-liner Nitwityahoo and I were having lunch the other day, thousands of miles apart. I was having cerviche and stir fried tofu, with lots of vegetables and silky Japanese noodles and he was having consomm\u00e9 of Christian children, with a special kosher blood pudding and we were chatting to our empty chairs about, wassup with dat? This was in relation to all the incredible things that Israel is doing to the rest of the world and all those Mossad, Terror Chabad houses they\u2019re got like a MacDonald\u2019s franchise, scattered around the world from Mumbai to Wellington, NZ and I was saying, \u201cBinnie, you\u2019ve got to take a little personal time and kick back somewhere, like the max facilities at Marion, Illinois or The Hague.<\/span><\/p>\n Binnie agreed with me. He said he was seeing double Saddam\u2019s and Bin Laden\u2019s everywhere he goes now. I told him that maybe he needed some corrective lens. He said he already had corrective lens that did a number on what was actually to be seen and it hurt like a circumcision in the Sudan already. Then he went on about, “forget about all those MacDonald\u2019s franchises”. He\u2019s got to manage all those Bugger King holocaust franchises around the world too and that <\/span>Haavara Agreement<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/a>, was giving him nosebleeds, along with the <\/strong><\/span>Zio-Ogre memo<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/a> <\/span><\/strong>from Dr Heller. He was saying they couldn\u2019t catch a break and it wasn\u2019t the best of times for any psychopath in full bloom. It was like Lecter having to deal with that Dr. Bloom in Silence of the Lambs. He did promise to send me \u201csomething wet\u201d in the mail, which would be another kind of cerviche. I\u2019m all anticipation at this point and we\u2019re not talking about Heinz catsup, though there is a parallel.<\/span><\/p>\n I asked him how it felt to be herding large Palestinians families into buildings and then dropping bombs on them. He told me that, logistically, it played hell with their white phosphorus stockpiles and that it wasn\u2019t like Lebanon, where they could drop half a million cluster bomb party favors for the children, because they\u2019d already turned Gaza into the most populous place on Earth and there wasn\u2019t anywhere to drop them without hurting their own people, given what they were using for human shields at the time.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cBinnie\u201d, I said, \u201cyou\u2019ve got to take some time for yourself and your family. Have Uncle Satan in for some consomm\u00e9 or cousin Abadon over for some human skeet shooting. He said the launcher was broken and nothing seems to be working. He murmured something about that Samson option and all the nukes they\u2019ve got stashed around the world, along with that collection of blackmail material on world leaders, but what a drag it was to have to play your hole card too early.<\/span><\/p>\n I asked him, \u201cWhere does it end\u201d, Binnie. He said, \u201cWith every goy in the grave or in chains\u201d. I responded that that was certainly what it looked like and could he pull it off. He said that where life remains, there\u2019s still hope. I tried to cheer him up by mentioning the legacy of thousands of years of usury, slave ships and things like the Bolshevik Revolution but all he could reply to was, \u201cYeah, but what have I done for myself, or to you, for that matter, lately\u201d. I thought about cutting off a few of my fingers, or someone else\u2019s and mailing them to him for something to go with the consomm\u00e9, but he just wouldn\u2019t be cheered up.<\/span><\/p>\n It\u2019s hard to know what to get a full blown psychopath as a gift. They generally like to shop for themselves, with a specialized toolbelt, some rope and other restraints and then it\u2019s into the Range Rover and a trip into the San Bernardino Mountains for the weekend. You try to do your best. You try to be thoughtful and compassionate but sometimes you just can\u2019t cheer someone up. I told him that with all those torture chamber, chateaus in the south of France, he might want to give Europe a look, it\u2019s not like they\u2019re going to run out of missing children any time soon and that Interpol could always stock the larder in advance. He said he might give Dutroux a call in Belgium and see what could be had and then he went into a tirade about Putin, when I mentioned that he was reading Smoking Mirrors now and again, when he had the time.<\/span><\/p>\n He got morose and went on a rant about Ehud Barak, screwing up their 9\/11 caper with Dov Zakheim. I couldn\u2019t quite figure out what he was talking about. I told him it went pretty well from what I could see but he was really down. It was getting to where the only thing I could do was go to the piano with some Stoli and do a medley of early Tom Waits tunes. That always leaves me a little less than fine tuned the following day and then I had to go and mention that Israel was going to be destroyed pretty soon and the guy just lost it, \u201cI know, I know\u201d. He sobbed. God, I wanted to give him a hug or the kiss of life but that consomm\u00e9 makes your breath smell awful and we were thousands of miles apart.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cWe didn\u2019t even get to destroy Christianity and Islam\u201d. I said, \u201cGo figure and… anything I can do…\u201d but he was inconsolable now. I\u2019m thinking of a \u2018cheer up Binnie\u2019 day and I\u2019d like to get some support from the readers here; maybe you can send Binnie a dozen yellow roses or a few fingers and it might help. I\u2019m pretty sad myself right now so I\u2019m just going to close this down for the day and go see if I can hang myself in an auto-erotic accident, while Hava Nagila loops on the mp3 player. Ya\u2019ll have a good day and stay frosty.<\/span><\/p>\n