Another windy day in the sheltering city and the sliding of
hard bitten icicleylined arse cheeks brings home the eternal consumption of pop
pap as we gaze over the domes of our Ur.
One does wonder where a discrete Tesla mass phase inverter would be parked in
here. Or is it overhead.
As the fighter mafia knew 50+ years ago, just as the reigns
were being pulled to stop USofA corp., there was no point in going semi-energy,
half arsed in the bleeding at high alpha. It was all or nothing. Like
Dreadnought to a pre=Dreadnought. Like stealth to a brickshithouse, no half way
house. No right or wronged angles, no specular or scintillator, no harsh
language and above all no one knows you are there.
So just as we can argue with some justification that the
truest and highest form of battleship died before the last battleships were laid
down, I think a good case should be made that the F23 was removed from the time
lines because the real 2020 shooting match will be even more desolate than
Oswald ever thought as he, inverted and alone, prayed the interrupter gear
would not fail again. Isolated in vacuo, individual and collective, more than
it was going to be after the M3s were killed. Imaging the task for those upon
the Milky Way was going to be even more fragile and lonesome than a Swordfish
taking on the Bismarck.
Hence the complete waste of time and money spent on F22 and F35. What is the
point of not going full retard?
Kind of like the useless reintroduction of holohoax as
crypticholodomor meme. You what? You don’t go full monte on the retards unless
you have a real need, something of value to hide. So the crypticholohoax is the
one that no single retardoricardo or mentalmickeymalthusian of the truth is
going near. Ergo we have self budding publishers of a tissue of lies assessed
as truth and we are once again in an onanistic reform/counter oration in print.
Another day of watching the tom tom club, who drive their
newly taxpayer gifted taxis because they don’t pay taxes, violate all the norms
of the Highway code here in the feral refugee refuse pile and refused refuge
for the peaceful aboriginals. Pacific in its dullardy and dumbstruck in
retarded witness to death being dealt in their name. UK you never had it so good and
never had.
If we are property as a Fortean might agree, then someone
has the station locker access for our repossession and revelation to the cosmic
day again and they are keeping it close to their escrow’s chests. So to even
wonder what the metalevelled intention of money publishing is all about is to
waste your time in idol speculation about Roth being Nimrod’s self fertilising
seed. A thinly veiled self budding load issue.
And with that we left the heath again.
