Mark Milley implied in Congressional testimony that:
A. critical race theory is a perfectly fine thing for students at West Point to be studying
and (most importantly)
B. that “white rage […] caused thousands of people to assault this building [the U.S. Capitol] and try to overturn the Constitution (!) of the United States of America”
Apparently, Mark Milley is unaware that there were some (how should we say) “issues” with the 2020 Presidential election.
And, therefore, African-Americans, Asian-Americans, Latinos, Hispanics, Mexican-Americans…MANY people were pissed off that (for instance) Ruby Freeman was caught on film stuffing the ballot box in Fulton County.
Many people were upset that all of the swing states stopped counting votes at the same time on election night.
And when they restarted (early in the morning [while Ruby Freeman was stuffing the ballot box in Georgia]) that impossible statistical jumps occurred in Wisconsin and Michigan which gave Joe Biden his first lead of the election: a lead he would never relinquish in those key states.
It is not “white rage” to want one’s vote to count.
Joe Biden, a white man, has made many derogatory comments about black people and other minorities.
Are we to say that “white rage” was responsible for Joe Biden’s miraculous win?
Did all the white people who voted for Joe Biden do so out of a feeling of “white rage”?
Which takes us back to the sad fact that Mark Milley is an idiot.
As Dinesh D’Souza astutely pointed out: Milley apparently thinks there’s a three-fourths clause in the Constitution.
As Milley was wrapped up in brilliant exegesis before Congress, he misquoted the U.S. Constitution (that very thing he is supposed to be defending).
It is, of course, the Three-Fifths Clause.
Maybe if Milley had spent a little less time reading Mao, Lenin, and Stalin (as he bragged in a spontaneous statement), and a little more time reading the U.S. Constitution, he would know that.
But let’s get back to the faggotry of the traitors in key positions of the U.S. military.
Another fudge packer is Chris Miller.
I would have to assume his bosom buddy Ezra A. Cohen is also an ass licker of some renown:
So that means the Chairman (CJCS) and the Naval representative to the U.S. Joint Chiefs of Staff are both pathetic losers.
Donald Trump is an honorable man (to paraphrase Dr. Jon McGreevey [the whistleblower who details, under the pseudonym Ryan Dark White, exactly how Mike Pence was blackmailed by Rod Rosenstein and THE Deep State]).
Trump fulfilled his part of the contract.
Trump didn’t do a coup.
And I applaud Trump’s strong statement on loser Milley.
What Trump must now do to regain his preeminence as a truth-teller is to CALL OUT THE VACCINES AS POISON:
Trump absolutely MUST STOP gloating about Operation Warp Speed which has (indirectly) killed thousands of people.
The three COVID vaccines in the U.S. are murdering people.
Until Trump crosses this line, he is not the real deal anymore.
And from this right into kung fu. Peter Sellers on Bowie’s Low. Trance. But really what we have here is excellent counterpoint. Lunatic Harness. Polyrhythms. Album breaks down soon. Fast. Abruptly. Mental block regarding Wuhan origin. Harmonic outline you would never find in China. Terry Riley. A Rainbow in Curved Air. Eno. Visconti. And the others involved. A beauty that inspired Philip Glass. This is what we have. Low and heroes. Symphonies. Glass. Riley. Minimalism. Album called zenith. Track two already hits “Nadir”. What’s the arc here? Arc-en-ciel? Arkansas? Immediately pensive. Very unnerving. Pop rock track. Into existential oblivion. Abrupt modulation. Uncomfortable. Eccentric. Was there a thought process behind this? Commerce ruins everything. Imperfect masterpieces. The rules of the game. Radiohead. Joseph Arthur? Sparklehorse. The Magnetic Fields. Gay baritone. Sad sack confessional poetry in the world of Berryman’s Dream Songs. Brian Jonestown Massacre. The Verve. Strung out in heaven. J. Spaceman shooting up while praying. Don’t knock it… Drug addiction is real. Mental problems are real. Here we are. 2020 fucked us up. And now we wait for the next shoe to drop. Smashing Pumpkins. “Silver Fuck”? Into Sonny Rollins? Epstein. Gene Ammons. Hard to tell it’s (not) real. Which parts? Yes. No. Fooling the ear with Dave Fridmann. A totally schizophrenic record so far. Here we go! “Belgian Lace, Pale Black Mascara…” This is more like it. Rollerskate Skinny. Martin Rev. Lots of counterpoint here. Fux me up. Disney xylophones. Internal rhyme-sanity. Dylan puking up brilliance. Always Roger Waters with the bass. Always The Wall. Pompeii. Hail to the Thief. Again and again. Trying to break new ground. And it does. Yerself is Steam. Album starts to make sense after five tracks. 1 & 5. This is not bullshit. I don’t know about the jazz. I don’t know about the monotonous instrumentals. Absolutely “Car Wash Hair”. Suzanne Thorpe would be proud. Seems to be talking about tits. A good ride. Drum machine chugging away. Can still have a good groove. Wild Acoustic Chamber Orchestra. W.A.C.O. Woodwinds and glockenspiel. Boces. What the fuck is this shit? O.K. computer. Sounds like some QAnon stuff. I feel Carlos Santana coming on. This is what Assange jams out to. Lots of plays at Fort Meade. Salsa. James Brown. Puerto Rican funk. As AOC goes to jail. Serious national security issues for lyrics. Fictional charges? Tracers everywhere. This theory involves an actual conspiracy. Criminal conspiracy outlined. By players. Event 201. Short circuit. Johnny 5 is alive. Legalistic funk. QAnon wet dream. FISAgate. “Spy Gate”. Somebody send this to Sean Hannity. Obamagate. Where is John Durham? Ryan Dark White knows the truth about Rosenstein. How many coup attempts by the Left? Back to Billy Corgan. Ok, so we have an Alex Jones connection. Early-’90s goodness. Butch Vig. Dream pop. James Iha. Bet this guy knows the real story about the Standard Hotel(s). Great lyrics! Must be some inside jokes here. But HOLY FUCK! He nailed the “Holes” trumpet solo. Deserter’s Songs. God damn it. How did they do this? The liner notes say Pauly Deathwish has also produced all four of these albums. Kind of a Jimmy Page thing going on. Great drum sound. Yo La Tengo. “Mayonnaise”. Siamese Dream. Benjamin Britten reference? Slick! So this guy basically had a music education on par with Jack Nitzsche. And then went for scumbag rockroll like Phil Spector. Gotta respect this weird marriage. This fascination with grunge. Dinge. And the facility to clean it up like a chandelier. Very fucking impressive. No record label. Kinda sounds like no funding. No budget. The Delgados. Hate. The Great Eastern. More Spiritualized telephony. The Wall. Which is to say, Bob Erzin. And as dark as Berlin. Which is to say, Bob Ezrin. Neil Young vibe. Tonight’s the Night. Some dark-ass shit. Nick Kent, where y@t? IV Thieves. Coulda done this. What if Chris “Frenchie” Smith had produced this? This kid like a protege. I hear the moniker (stage name) was bestowed by Frenchie Smith. Strings good. Eastern European orchestra. Must have cost a small fortune. Arcade Fire. French cinema. Romantic-era harmony. But pierced. Sophisticated. Absolutely Floyd. “In The Flesh”. Last track on Harvest. Words between the lines. The promise of the ’60s went to shit in the ’70s. Where’s QAnon? Where’s Nakasone? Where’s CYBERCOM? Keith Alexander on Amazon board. Velvet Underground feeding back. Les Rallizes Denudes. Primal Scream. “Swastika Eyes”. ADAT. DAT machine. Sampling. Stereolab. Back to another standout track. “Chaconne”. Will Smith in the summertime. Some slick shit. Messiaen. Jonny Greenwood. Lyrics world-class. All those sand paintings. Write and destroy. Suicide girls. Thom Yorke’s brain doesn’t have this facility. He’s a great stylist. Definitely an homage. And to Godard. Snow white and psycho. Heavy shit for Laetitia Sadier and Tim Gane to check out. Not far from Faust IV. So sweet. John Paul Jones. Ramble on. Charlotte Gainsbourg. Keren Ann. Last track noisy as fuck. Lo-fi. Tom Waits. Sticks together. Some sad shit. Music from Big Pink. Mournful trombone(s). John Simon. “Bird on a Wire”. They don’t make records like this anymore. David Bowie not dead. Great phrasing. Sinatra. Mark Linkous. It’s a Wonderful Life. Believable bass. Upright citizen. Bayou curious. Noise floor drops out. Some perverse humor here. An “album”. It is. Ten songs. Ten different directions. Some tracks stick together. Like a deck of cards shuffled. Lots of variety. Circus peanuts. The orange ones. Pure sugar. Chewy. Strange texture. Lots of melancholy here. What’s this bloke so sad about? Tell Thurston Moore. You gotta hear this shit. Pauly Deathwish’s 4th album (this summer!). Is this guy trying to set a Guinness record or something? And he already has a 5th one out. Christ!
Toecutter is Wayne Coyne. Hugh Keays-Byrne. On Highway 61. In a forrest-green Ford Focus? Oklahoma plates. Near Emerald Mound. Flaming Lips poster tucked into the back of the driver’s seat. Soft Bulletin era. Before Yoshimi. Dead in December of last year in New South Wales. Peacefully? In a hospital? At age 73? 12/2/2020. Gay Bubba is Marc Almond. Satanist. Now says it was a joke. This is quintessential Antifa. As if Johnny the Boy had his eyes gouged out. Dumb driver runs away. Left his woman. Pitiful. Steve Bisley with compassion. Goose is Max von Sydow. We are going to win Australia back for Australians. And win Canada back for Canadians. And win the U.K. back for the English and Scottish and Welsh. And the Irish of Belfast. My mates in The Answer. Google me. No one showed up. And Johnny walked free. It’s time to show up, Australia. Here is your song, Australia. We will make it together. https://soundcloud.com/paulydeathwish/australia-here-i-come-original Bernard Kerik is now on our side. Goose. We won’t lose. Lori “Eraserhead” Lightfoot.
That THING is not the Mayor of Chicago. Intel from Bobby Piton that she is a CCP operative. Interesting. Singer licking her lips. Could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. Goose’s last taste of life. Went out with a bang. But burnt to a crisp. And not out. Alive and suffering. Bike in the back of a fuck-ugly ute. Under which Goose is cooked. Antifa tactics. Mean, nasty people. Cowards. Sadists. Unhappy adolescents who remain unhappy adolescents for their entire lives. Sick utopians. If only everyone saw things their way, then the world would be a wonderful place. They think. Rebels without an understanding of their cause. Which is to say, without a cause. The cause is only a prop. And so nebulous as to be virtually nonexistent. West side story. Cascadia. Rosa Brooks. Nils Gilman. Transition Integrity Project. Brooks involved in Soros projects like Open Society Foundations. Gilman with Berggruen in California. Which is to say, China. Intimate connection. Berggruen Institute. Satellite offices mainland. Tries to quit and get out. Some good times. Family time. Swimming. A child. Tender moments between man and wife. Sharing childhood memories in vulnerability. Fifi needed him. McAfee. Abandoned. Had to make a choice. Chose family. I chose family. And now I can buy Bitcoin and shrink Abbey Road to the size of a matchbox. More or less. At least as passable as Radiohead glitch fidelity. Sprog is sperg. Autists activate.
Reconcile. Contempt meets Rambo. Again it’s Cascadia. Twin Peaks. Knives in movies. They drew first blood, not me. Paul Hogan. Mel Gibson never finished fixing the fan belt. If you wait, it’s too late. Death Wish. True romance. It would seem they needed Toecutter for the sequel. Good versus evil. The Flaming Lips versus me. Versus the Devil in fuckery. You can saw through the cuffs in 10, or your ankle in 5. Joanne Samuel beautiful and great acting. The Mel Gibson contingent is taking back the world. Just you watch.
14 years on Australian territory without Australian access to certain facilities.
1966-1980.
Cryptography still boxed out.
Even with 5VEY.
Alice and Wonderland.
Menwith Hill.
Hats.
1966.
Geraldton.
Misawa. GCHQ Bude. Morwenstow. Cornwall. North Yorkshire. Western Australia. Northern Territory. TAT-14. Katwijk. Dunant live two months before election. Owner: Google. Major NSA bugged out. Grace Hopper to Bude. Owner: Google. Yellow/AC-2. NSA. Bude. Owner: Lumen. Nuclear-hardened repeater station at Widemouth Bay. Crooklets Beach. Sugar Grove. NRQZ. Yakima. Buckley SFB. BSFB. Colorado. Waihopai. Tangimoana. CFS Leitrim. CFS Alert. Nunavut. CFB Gander. NFLD. Masset. Diego Garcia. Lackland. LEMONWOOD. CARBOY. Cloud chamber bowls. Gough Whitlam thinking out loud. Like JFK. Ghislaine Maxwell. Robert Maxwell. NASA Arnhem Land. Uluru. Ayers Rock. Two ticks on a dog. Wallaby. Marines in Darwin. RIP Wally. Just another sheila at the billabong. Steve Irwin. Walkabout. Truffaut. 451. Crowdsurfing. Bon Scott. Paul Hogan wrote the story. Get Stallone. Time for New South Wales to get angry. Delta variant is bullshit. https://www.bitchute.com/video/qs9X8Blr4Ucv/
Married the same woman twice. Divorced her twice. Then married the stunning Linda Kozlowski. Paul Hogan on the tele in U.K. and South Africa. Foster’s Lager. Shrimp on the barbie. Winfield cigarettes. Good shit. Conservative. Family-oriented. Less violence. Could be liberal or conservative. Capital cities. Regional Australia. Could do a tour with 25 stops. Time to get angry, Sydney. Australia is a COVID embarrassment. Canada and the U.K. are neck and neck for second worst COVID approach. Get loud, Australia! Come on!! For fuck’s sake.
That’s not information warfare, THIS is #INFORMATIONWARFARE .
Who’s the enemy? Lies. WAKE UP, AUSTRALIA!!! https://staceyrudin.medium.com/unrestricted-warfare-lockdown-as-a-new-concept-weapon-in-the-post-nuclear-age-670086b834a9 Time to get really fucking angry. This is the hill to die on. Your lives have been ruined. Take back your country! Lockdowns do not work. Look at Florida. Look at Texas. The variants are #scariants . By no means take the booster shots. https://www.bitchute.com/video/qs9X8Blr4Ucv/ Know your variants. Learn from this former Pfizer VP and chief scientist for allergy and respiratory. THIS IS (by deduction) nefarious. There is no explanation which fits other than depopulation. Be strong, mates! We are pulling for you and rooting for you. Take inspiration from us here in Texas as we take inspiration from you. AC/DC. INXS. Be the rebels your criminal ancestors would want you to be. Time to get penal colony on this lockdown bullshit. Take to the streets and peacefully protest. Make your voices heard. Show us how loud you can be. Get creative. Let’s go! Enough!!!