Michael Sam is a Jackie Robinson moment for NFL
It's a misplaced analogy, but leaving that aside that was everywhere in the AmeriKan ma$$ media yesterday, including along the ESPN crawl I was forced to watch last night.
I'd rather serve you this, readers:
"The Invisibility Factor of Lady Nature; Frankie Avalon Lite and Coke Zero.
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
May your noses always be cold and wet.
Last week I mentioned seeing the day Spring arrived here. Well... it appears to be true as buds bespeak the approach of Lady Nature in the temporary garb of her eternal youth. I plan on dancing across eternity's meadow with her when my own investiture occurs, though it will likely be through etheric pastures, given I prefer those zones where reverse engineered Kundalini is less likely to rear it's fecal head, given the immense propensity for it to be present in the kill zone of a dying age.
Speaking of overkill on the jackhammer propaganda plane, here's our precious poster boy of the moment where a photo is worth a thousand words. The caption should read, "Oh Gawd... puleeze" for those who pay attention to the juvenile brainwashing techniques of the Zionist instigators of this movement, there is much to notice in the article. Lest they fem up the image too much, which for a defensive end is not particularly good practice, when you are looking to be a high draft choice, they've got the Mr. Hard Guy look too. Should I be accused of returning to this subject too often, I must remind the reader that it is 'in your face' practically everywhere you go. I can assure you that despite the gratuitous Twitterhead dumbed down texting taking place in support of, it's going to be a whole other thing in the locker rooms. Article after article on this non-news, 'who gives a shit' item, wallpapers the virtual media. Don't forget to note that he's 'proud'. I have never understood the use of that term in conjunction with where I put my erection. I always figured that whole process was nothing to be proud of in the first place; nor is it anything special, given that every living thing has facility to perform this act. I felt like the time to be proud (if there ever were a time that it was desirable) is when I would feel that way once I had that force rerouted up and inwards for the purpose of illumination and liberation. I've mostly got that sussed and I'm not in the performance of it at the moment; can't say whether I will be again. There might be a reason that has only an indirect connection to the act. Anyway, I'm a 'never say never' kind of a guy.
What most people lack, besides the courage of their convictions (just on the off chance that their convictions are something other than getting all starry eyed about being able to take part in some Banker War against the unwilling) is what I call, broad daylight consciousness and which more fully interpreted means; seeing things as they are. In that respect one would look at the Gay Political Agenda and see it for what it is; a menace to society, completely owned and operated by the Zionist freaks who are pretty much behind most of the bad nonsense going on, since they are also engaged in tandem efforts across the globe, in Africa, in South America, well, you name it. They are assisted in this by The Satanists with whom they are synonymous. It's possible they're not doing much in Greenland or Antarctica but then neither is anyone else.
Once again, seeking to head off at the pass, those self adulating liberal types who think liberty is license, whereas, in fact, that liberty and license leads directly into bondage and eventually turns you into a vibrating butt plug, metaphorically speaking. Let me say I have not one smidgen of an iota of contempt or judgment against individual Gay individuals and my track record through my life will confirm this. I have definitely gone more out of my way than most people to interact in a human manner and even to physically defend these people when threatened in the park or elsewhere.
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In this world of
these times, we have more than our share of brain damaged nitwits and we have more than enough tissue paper celebrities, like Frankie Avalon Lite
whose sense of privilege, like that of Viley Cyrus is off the charts
and if you find them to be less filling than Coke Zero you are called a
'hater' or you just don't understand that they are exercising their
freedom/license and they are simply just growing up and experimenting
and there's nothing wrong with that and it also doesn't matter how many
impressionable youth they drag down into the pits with them.
Good and intelligent, inspired and creatie role models are not permitted on the stage in present time. This industry is also near totally owned by the Zio_Ogre and I have first hand experience of that. Nothing helps so much in dumbing down the already stupid (courtesy of the educational system) as having observably stupid, vaccuous and shallow entertainers lurching about and grabbing their crotch, even when there isn't anything to grab and dressing like a side street hooker, while operating exclusively out of the second chakra because of the attractive magical force which that generates. It's fully transparent and if you can't see it and see the intended direction of it, you're none too bright. And they defend against criticism in this regard by painting the critics as uptight and prejudiced individuals, who want to restrict human freedom; that would be the human freedom to demean and destroy yourself, while taking a public shit on your own dignity. They know full well that if they can massage the mass mind into viewing all of this as acceptible, normal and natural, which it is none of the three, then people will take it all as something harmless and entertaining, which it isn't and if you can't see that, you're none to bright as well. The generic, cultural soupe de jour, is this metaphorically speaking, turd in the punchbowl. Meanwhile, the general focus of the public is right about here, these being the most popular Twitter twittings. Well, one last link from that odious site of a popular celebrity blogger, who resembles the tabloid reporter fly in "Meet the Feebles". This is how they spin the subject, once again, it's as if you are trampling on human rights. The things is, no one else has any. Aye, There's the rub.
These things need be said because the mass of media is trumpeting something quite different and lest people get the impression that most people feel that way, which is the purpose of their assault on consciousness, they don't, they don't. Onward and upward!
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That got me hard.
NEXT DAY UPDATE: Michael Sam is on his own
So are you on that one, readers. Sorry.
NEXT DAY UPDATE: Michael Sam is on his own
So are you on that one, readers. Sorry.
