“They who think beer will drink beer.”—Washington Irving
I don’t ask for jack shit from my subscribers. I write about genocides and psychopaths. The psychopaths love money. They will fuck, kill, steal, bomb, rape, torture and vaccinate for money. I want to be the complete opposite of those fucking assholes. The opposite side of infinity.
Recently, Marjorie Taylor Greene is taking some serious heat for asking people to buy her son a beer on his birthday. Apparently there’s some account you can dump money into and it goes to him. Is her son an alcoholic?
Supposedly Mrs. Greene doesn’t take money from Israel lobbyists like every other fucking United States Representative does—TREASON. She’s on the Jews beat down list.
They fucking hate her. Just look at that face, necklace, pins, stupid mask, photoshopped beefy neck, eyes looking left. You know, I might let Israel photograph me like that for $22 million dollars. I’d play anti-Israel and let them slander me all they want.
I call bullshit on the Zionist Jews slandering her as antisemitic, Islamophobia, hatred theories, black people, Nazis, “little Hitlers,” Ihan Omar and other laughable names.
Her net worth is over $22 million and she makes $174,000 a year.
Where did that money come from?
I suspect there are X amount Rep’s on the AIPAC payroll, and their theatrical character must pretend they aren’t on the payroll. Not many, but a few good mediocre actors like Marjorie.
My net worth goes down with every purchase. It’s so exciting.
Streaming music in Ghost Gardens tonight—Snatch It Back and Hold It—1982.
That light is from a 1913 Model T. I have the horn too. The rock was from a mine in Alaska.
The Letson Loft Hotel in Bisbee Arizona just re-opened after a devastating fire in 2024. I need to re-post my ghost experiences there-drag race a Hemi Dodge Challenger down Main Street at 2am. I have video proof.
I’ve got video coming down those stairs.
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