Do me a lemon.

One does not have to be a pass law historian to consider this.

Peterloo seems to have rattled the constant cravings of the androphagists so much that they decided to kill everyone of the rude off, no matter how long it took, such that their progeny, no matter how many generations in the future, may stroll under the Linden trees in peace, absence of struggle, reading poetry and juxtaposing their fading sex organs just so.

Get your mind into their unending though limited furrow and all is clear, there are no more of their mis(t)eries to be salved.

Oyoy, I hear you bollox, we know where this whirligig is going, so how come they didn’t turn on the gas taps in 1943 then?

Diversity of course.

Come on into the garden and park yer arse, crack open a brew and lets have a squeak at what we can glean from what we actually know. From what are our experience and not the sedimentation of bookworrying ink chasers. Talking of which we’ve got to stay awake so have a Talisker.

So, what do you know about what has happened? Not what you are told by bought and paid for fabulists of hysterie, if they can write anything true it is because they’v ehad access to the business plan. If they have not cast their eyes over the great universal spreadsheet then they talk and scribe shite. To assay the given fairytales is to rate it as 0.9999999 counterfeit London spec. ultrabollox from a Swiss refiner.

Like a great many things that are never published or given currency all one need ask are one of two short words when wandering and wondering. And. Why. There is absolutely nothing in the wankstator park of our lives that can ever be stopped complete before those two words are issued.

Things like Major Jordan’s diaries, heavy water, Dexter White, Lendlease and Stalin’s talpiot jewish oblast on the Amur. Why?

Or, poverty for ever for every UKabo and yet the scum here pulled themselves up by their own bootstraps despite their leaders being complete whiteshite phukkwitz. Africa. And.

Whitley, Manchester, Lancaster. Jazzmusik and .303s. Bathrooms and inside bogs, not Buna/Leuna plants. And.

Memory made manufest is a strange backward dog, it cannot live in the past and cannot survive in the future, it must always collapse like a Copenhagen surf right here write now. Think of it as a constant toxin, cargo cultic, housed in standing wave flesh. It is here and now, no where else. If one looks at what we are told about evolution then what we see is a never changing, in the aggregate, monotony. Millions of years of no change. It might not seem obvious as we sit here knocking back a scrumpy but Newton’s fraud might have some truth if we ignore the Sellers/Thomas routine and integrate over infinitely small minds in sufficiently massive numbers.

The key word there is sufficiently, as in sentiently.

So to answer your question about the gassings it should be borne in mind that giving birth to a new spirit requires complete control of the events unleashed and that the reason why the complex organics were not used is because the majorette diversity of world views extant then were repulsed by the idea and it did not happen.

Synthetic syncretised events.

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