Castrated for Writing Dissent

Castrated for Writing Dissent
My apologies. It is true that I have had to force the written material through a wall of sound authored by jeers and Peter Gabriel's cheering section regarding what I investigated as a reporter for Pitt News on Mt. Desert Island and that having forced the story through this leads Peter Gabriel to start crowing, "He's forcing it!"

Mt. Desert Island was a long premeditated AIDS testing war game, not a response crisis team, nor a sex fantasy acted out. Gabriel convinced some sadists that threatening me with AIDS would be fun, but he did this as a cover story.

Gabriel had to sabotague the truth about Mt. Desert Island. He had to make sure that no one recognized that I was responding to a dare about liberated sexual behavior that was posed to me by John Lennon's assassins, a secret society, after they'd released AIDS, so to cover for his own role co-producing in camera films, including the rape of deaf Jeannie, he potboilered the claim that I was a jealous lover into whose psychological profile fit the description of potential date rapist. This was part of the moebius twist that took place when they effectively used the murder of Lennon to justify the release of AIDS.

It is also how this legendary assassin group who call themselves King County in Seattle had me chemically castrated for writing dissenting opinions. They have a ghoulish team who went along with this clocking me for example through the police mental health framework. My stomach absolutely boils, percolates. I no longer absorb Vitamin D, my heart races, I cannot get it up and they did this by writing into a letter the exact opposite of what the letter said while immiserating me with brutality directed at a neuroplasm they themselves inflicted when I was hostage as a child.

Almost all of the sex I endured was attack prostitution contracted by Lennon's assassins. They even wrote about the theme calling it creation of a walrus.

This has not consumed just two paragraphs of my life, over forty years. The evidence by the way is completely in my favor, as logically it would be since I am telling the truth, but Peter Gabriel has had fits trying to impound it and get it destroyed. Gabriel voided everything he could and used Lennon to railroad through a rationalization for Mt. Desert Island.

They are murderers. One of the few people who offered me sanctuary, a deaf advocate in California named Richard Roehm, just dropped dead. If it was unrelated it still could not have been better if planned to illustrate the mysteriousness of how I have been stalked. It casts a shadow.

I do thank you for helping me explain what happened. Its general importance seems pretty obvious. I was brought to Seattle as a stranger by a faction who attacked me in sleuth and I'm pretty much just a problem here but it shows that the Left is thoroughly nazified and determined to act out their support for the aggressors.

Such are the politics of Yoko Ono. The girl she had raped is a multiply handicapped Korean deaf girl. You cannot imagine the pity of it.

Keep us informed on your investigations. Your info is appreciated by the members of AD

I think you should pity me.

I was slaughteringly attacked as a child and deliberately made deaf. They attacked me because they thought I was pretty. It was a gang in Pittsburgh being directed by the powerful. It was organized. They hit me in the head and they forced me to use inhalants.

When I tried to get help, Peter Gabriel thought it was funny how much trauma I was in. He lured me out and then sprang the cops on me saying it was my fault that John Lennon was dead.

That sounds strange. Dad was a Naval Hero in World War Two. These letters corollate the death of Martin Luther King to a girl named De De's birthday by six years, then six years later on the birthday of the girl who wrote the letters John Lennon was killed so Gabriel came to believe I had been given clues that could have stopped the crime.

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No one will help me or even befriend me because I am deaf and have reasons to believe it was Reagan.

The UW Medical community has punished me by malpractice so my health is badly eroded. I completely deny wrongdoing. I was a Medical Library Clerk investigating a plot to start AIDS testing when these letters got my attention. They'd been around for years, since gradeschool.

I was once imprisoned by a Native-American man and a mostly German woman. They would strap me in a chair and force me to eat stuff I didn't want to eat. When I wasn't eating they often put me in a large wooden pen. After a few years I discovered they were actually part of a club that did this. This would take all of the victims to a large building where we were forced to read and do math problems. There were a bunch of us. I often thought of escape but when they transported me they were careful to tie me up in a chair in the backseat. Eventually my captors claimed another victim and fortunately they paid less attention to me. I was able to come up with a few dollars here and there and was able to purchase a car and escape. Unfortunately I developed psychological attachments to some of those behaviors. I ended up returning to those buildings full of books (I now knew it as "school") and to this day I still visit my captors on Thanksgiving and Christmas. I hear that is common.

Reagan made you deaf??

I have shared this on facebook with my sister, she agrees, it is hysterical.

oh boy. Let's not make it too far. umm

*snif*....never told anyone....but confessions are good for the soul.....I was once captured....beat....kicked.....strippped...and forced to write out rubber checks....Dunno who these guys really were...but one of 'em looked just like El Quacko!....When I finally was able to escape...it was months before they would take me home, as I had jumped on a shrimp boat and we got caught in a bad storm with waves over 15 feet high....The Captain told me I had to work in the Galley or would have to walk the plank....After 6 months, I finally made it home...to find the bank had closed out my account and warrants for my arrest for bad checks.....I had to go into hiding....and have been in hiding every since....

rockin'robin said:

*snif*....never told anyone....but confessions are good for the soul.....I was once captured....beat....kicked.....strippped...and forced to write out rubber checks....Dunno who these guys really were...but one of 'em looked just like El Quacko!....When I finally was able to escape...it was months before they would take me home, as I had jumped on a shrimp boat and we got caught in a bad storm with waves over 15 feet high....The Captain told me I had to work in the Galley or would have to walk the plank....After 6 months, I finally made it home...to find the bank had closed out my account and warrants for my arrest for bad checks.....I had to go into hiding....and have been in hiding every since....

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for sharing this with us. We are all there for you.

TXgolfer said:

for sharing this with us. We are all there for you.

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*snif snif*...Tex...thks buddy...can ya spare a dime?

Will he jam with Jimi Hendrix and Jim Morrison before 100 posts?

Well, all these intriguing stories put my would-be paper ax dissertation, "Hearing Aids and Handcuffs" to shame so I have shelved it.

I wonder if this is why Elvis faked his death.

Tousi said:

Well, all these intriguing stories put my would-be paper ax dissertation, "Hearing Aids and Handcuffs" to shame so I have shelved it.

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We have all been waiting for years!

Don't let this poseur interfere with your magnum opus!

TXgolfer said:

I wonder if this is why Elvis faked his death.

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Elvis faked his entire life. He was Gilligan without the hat.

saywhatkid said:

Elvis faked his entire life. He was Gilligan without the hat.

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Perhaps.....explains the "Suspicious Minds" thing.

I'm trying to help you see

What it meant to be the walrus.
It's sometimes hard to go back and see the world before AIDS to understand what the medical authorities in the military community did to the world and the idea of young people sleeping around orbiting one day this lover than some time down the road someone else without undue commitment or alarm. This human part of the narrative is one of the gray areas the British detonated by siding with the assassin lobby.

It's always easier to fathom what you yourself think than to find immersion in someone else and that is why or one reason why love and love letters stood apart as reasons to live and firmament to grow on. When abortion entered into it in all honesty it was a case of the unpredictable making itself into a minor emergency. The tears were more over the loss of money than the idea of a miscarriage of humanity.

Still, it was something to hide, that I grant you and to plant the letters among the residual trauma of hidden things abortion served a big purpose.

To have missed the point in this predatory game of conjuring that the war game of Mt. Desert Island took root while knowing about the existence of the Burstyn letters is frankly impossible to credit. I don't believe the English failed to understand. Instead Peter Gabriel saw a way as an entertainer to help Reagan get away with it and in the process take care of a problem that comes with a script about a walrus that hadn't been completely vanquished.

The idea of America-bashing in the letters which became such a cause for Gabriel's roadshow was planned as a part of the crime. Hitting us on 911, hitting me in the facial nerve and now in the stomach are all part of the same bloodletting by those who wrote the letters, released the germ and authored a cover story that keeps the ball rolling.

The moebius twist of error that allowed Peter Gabriel to evoke John Lennon when calling Mt. Desert Island an "experience park" and thus cover up for those who are known to have started AIDS also recruited queer military authorities to sadistic crimes by insisting they should believe it was free smacks against the blameworthy.

Indeed Steve Langer who wrote to me, "I'm not sorry for anything I did only that it had to be you," also once gave the girls in question a moebius strip on which he had written the witticism, "I just thought I'd give your day a little twist."

Being the walrus meant living a generational life, what Richard Brautigan called the "historical romance" of abortion, while being set up as the moebius dictum that made John Lennon's death into justification for the AIDS Onslaught.

deaftears said:

I'm trying to help you see

What it meant to be the walrus.
It's sometimes hard to go back and see the world before AIDS to understand what the medical authorities in the military community did to the world and the idea of young people sleeping around orbiting one day this lover than some time down the road someone else without undue commitment or alarm. This human part of the narrative is one of the gray areas the British detonated by siding with the assassin lobby.

It's always easier to fathom what you yourself think than to find immersion in someone else and that is why or one reason why love and love letters stood apart as reasons to live and firmament to grow on. When abortion entered into it in all honesty it was a case of the unpredictable making itself into a minor emergency. The tears were more over the loss of money than the idea of a miscarriage of humanity.

Still, it was something to hide, that I grant you and to plant the letters among the residual trauma of hidden things abortion served a big purpose.

To have missed the point in this predatory game of conjuring that the war game of Mt. Desert Island took root while knowing about the existence of the Burstyn letters is frankly impossible to credit. I don't believe the English failed to understand. Instead Peter Gabriel saw a way as an entertainer to help Reagan get away with it and in the process take care of a problem that comes with a script about a walrus that hadn't been completely vanquished.

The idea of America-bashing in the letters which became such a cause for Gabriel's roadshow was planned as a part of the crime. Hitting us on 911, hitting me in the facial nerve and now in the stomach are all part of the same bloodletting by those who wrote the letters, released the germ and authored a cover story that keeps the ball rolling.

The moebius twist of error that allowed Peter Gabriel to evoke John Lennon when calling Mt. Desert Island an "experience park" and thus cover up for those who are known to have started AIDS also recruited queer military authorities to sadistic crimes by insisting they should believe it was free smacks against the blameworthy.

Indeed Steve Langer who wrote to me, "I'm not sorry for anything I did only that it had to be you," also once gave the girls in question a moebius strip on which he had written the witticism, "I just thought I'd give your day a little twist."

Being the walrus meant living a generational life, what Richard Brautigan called the "historical romance" of abortion, while being set up as the moebius dictum that made John Lennon's death into justification for the AIDS Onslaught.

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You fool. It all devolved from Lewis Carroll and his obsession with the hookah.

Come back when you can intelligently incorporate this into your infantile babbling.

A lot of it had to do with Lewis Lapham's very misguided reading of the carrot tape and what a shattering impact his obsession and insanity with what he could make of it could do to our middle class, besieged home amidst an Amityville horror.

It's not right.

deaftears said:

I'm trying to help you see

What it meant to be the walrus.

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I know what it means to be the walrus, because I am the walrus, I am the eggman, they are the eggmen..... goo goo goo joob