World Upside Down

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It no longer a question (whether our world is being torn asunder). The question is ... will it in fact survive Islam? The dhimmi nation just can't get enough mooselimb c*ck to suck (any c*ck a doodle do). And the rush to portray Nidal Hasan as an American soldier, or a psychiatrist who snapped [you know ... just someone stressed out/bad day at the office (a victim!)]. Is sickening, revolting, cowardly. Traitorous.

He is a Muslim. A terrorist. A Muslim terrorist. Like all those who came before him. Like all those that will follow (as night follows day). As planned ... over days, weeks, months, and years (allahu akhbar!). As instructed by imam's around the globe, in cities American, and radical Islamist websites. Kill the Jew. Kill the Jew. Kill the Jew. Kill the Jew. Kill the Jew. Kill the Jew. Kill the Jew. Kill the Jew (and then kill some more).

24/7 the cry, the call to duty, the celebration. It is their coding, their DNA. Even in their heralded (flat pack of Charmin) book of peace, justice and compassion, the Quran. You will find the call to kill the Jew (of course, you won't find those passages in the free/complimentary expurgated version, provided to dhimmis).

Perusing my local daily atomic newspaper? Good luck finding the word Muslim, anywhere on the front page. Anywhere. What a sh*tfest L.A. Daily News editor Carolina Garcia, serves up each day. Maybe you might want to try your luck, and see if you find the word in their John Allen Muhammad obit? Nope ... you won't find it there either (he, part of a duo who made handmade drawings of Ariel Sharon as a target, with riflescope bullseye on his head). But in Muhammad's obit, you will find the words innocent, and dignity used in applique.

You can however, readily find an homage to the local Muslim population. You know, that this is some sort of anomaly, this is not the face of Islam. And it never happens/happened in the religion of peace (we're shocked!). And you infidels? Aww ... you gotts nuttin to worry about sunshine ... go buy some DVD's for the Holiday. Shoot grab a new larger flat panel while you're there [except you conservatives, asst. teabaggers, Israelis, Jews, Christians, U.S. Soldiers, military recruiters (and anyone who didn't achieve orgasm, while Chucklehead Obama tried shoving socialism down our throats [while destroying the economy]) ... you know, racists!].

The world is upside down.

And it's going to crash. With a thunder. A deafening roar. A hideous shudder. Hide the truth, you f*cking smelly pieces of MSM sh*t. Go ahead. Go ahead and hide from it. Scurry ya little cockroaches. Try, try and turn our trusted soldiers and sheriffs into baby killers. With your daily misdirection, obfuscation and lies. Portraying them as the enemy [and the causation of all world's/societies' ills (and Islam of course .... the answer)].

There is no escape from this mindf*ck, that Obamedia is bashing into our skulls (with a chisel and five pound sledge). Everyday more and more lies [the recent political defeats in Jersey and Carolina? Nothing to do with the messiah (nothing at all). Obamacare in trouble? Malarkey]. Our once cherished press is now an official part of the caliphate. And make no mistake. None. A Muslim traitor (supra-constitutionally) occupies the White House. And the fourth estate has mobilized to keep him there. Hiding/masking who he really is.

I will not remain silent. I will not cower. I will neither kiss his ring, scepter, or hem, nor gaze lovingly at his halo. I will pray that his Constitutional ineligibility, is finally brought to the fore. That his felony crimes are exposed, for all to see. That he is run out of the Oval Office on a rail. In the unceremonious brusque disgrace that he has earned.

I pray my country survives. I don't know anymore, if she will. I do know things will get worse. It will get real f*cking ugly people. Real f*cking ugly. More will die. Many more will be murdered. Slaughtered. Gleefully fed into Mad Mo's boiling cauldron of hate. We may fail. The libturds and Obamedia welcome the caliphate, hail the twelfth mahdi Obama, and praise Allah and Mohammed.



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Go to your local weapons emporium or gunshop. Look em in the eye and say hello, introduce yourself. Make a purchase (whatever that may be?). A modest fixed blade (or ready sword), a snub nosed revolver (for the lint filled pocket). Maybe a compact semi-auto for the waist band or holster. Or of course ... a short barrelled street sweeper (boom shaka-laka). Something which you are comfortable handling. Something with which you have the utmost ease, and unquestioned confidence in its use.

Practice.

This is not a game. This is not a joke. This is not a drill.

On the Edge of Disaster

Obama the Onanist

Reality. Getting mighty fugly. Unreal. All the good little libturds thought the messiah would save us. And so they all lined up. And paid homage to hope and change. Even some righty bloggers bought a whole bucket of Obie slop (no need to name names. You know who you are).

They of the belief that all our problems would go away. Even militant radical Islam. This past September 11? Was as if the word Muslim, was scrubbed from most every single f*cking newspaper in America. Near every MSM outlet. Not so much a whitewash, as a giant BJ for mooselimbed goat foogers. Sucking hard. Smiling ... in delirium. We must support dear leader! We must support dear leader ... in rewriting history. It no longer 9/11. But a day of service (oil change, tune up, and could you take a look at the spare?). As if Goebbels his very self had been resurrected in the atomic.

After Chucklehead's inauguration, we'd all be living on our own little pink clouds (they told us). High up in the heavens. It didn't take too long for Pharoah to show his yellow streak. His jellied spine. His traitorous heart. His weak mind. Neda was a clue, the braindead ingored. Obama AWOL. Hiding from the world stage. From making a decision. From taking a stand. Against evil. And the countless four hundred foot tall signs, along the road to hell? What signs? I didn't see any signs ...

And now, Fort Hood. Reality ... she is real. Try as you f*cking libturds might, to destroy her. Hide her. Paint over her. Or pave over her. Completely ignore her. Where's your f*cking messiah now huh? Telling us not to jump to [politically inconvenient (labelling them politcally incorrect)] conclusions (like the fact that militant radical Isalm is still here, and are still wantonly slaughtering human beings).

Obie's decline in popularity. He no longer the sparkly, cuddly poptart does vex them. And yet still they soldier on. Ignoring his mountain of lies, his nonexistent integrity, his malignant narcissism. And their fractured psyche's. Ignoring Obama, Axelrod, and Emanuel's repetitive turd polishing. Over and over (and over again) they buff, they polish, they shine: decision on Afghanistan in a couple of weeks. Oblivious to the simple reality. He is incapable of leading. He has not the toolbox. Let alone a single implement in residence thereof. And thus, in refusing to lead. Has abdicated.

And yet, it does not stop that anti-semitic piece of sh*t, from crapping on Israel. Sticking another shiv in the Jews. In support/distraction of his madness. We are on the edge of disaster. That bottle of Schramsberg I keep promising myself (even a YouTube vid of me dancing in the streets!), when Pharoah F*ckface is finally shown the door? May not taste as sweet as I was hoping. What will there be left to cheer about, after this cockroach is done?

It's gunna be a Flung Doo Christmas

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The largest Islamic terror attack on US soil, since 9/11. And all Obamedia can do is form a circle, and spank each other's monkeys. I don't recognize this country anymore. She is fading. Her glory willfully trodden upon. Her majesty struck down by/with the words of cowards. Traitors. On knees. Suggin ... that muzzy salami. Slurping. Smiling. Bewteen the slobber, sounding like CAIR them very selves. Indistinguishable.

I fear for the future. And yet feel some consolation in knowing my life's arc will not extend past the day America is lost to the caliphate. The Statue of Liberty's flame long dormant. Her beauty permanently eclipsed. Under a solid copper Burkha.



And ... I can indeed take a little cheer, at the approach of the upcoming holiday. Though the twelfth mahdi does currently occupy the White House (and is dancing on the graves of Ft. Hood's fallen). He is going to throw us infidel pig dog Jews a bone. Our very own Ramadan bush!

In theaters Thanksgiving Day ... The Winds of Obama

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Kommuneest organ grinder (joykoff), Grammy recipient, U.S. Senator, Pwezzidunce, oond wiener of the Nobel (the U.S. is now in pieces) Prize. Barry now sets his sights on Hollywood, bringing his own extry spayshul embouchure and intonation to da beeg IMAX screen. In a major new motion picture release ... The Winds of Obama.

Crepitation like never before seen, or heard (twelve thundering channels, 24,000 watts)! Witness his special arugala, mustard, and Waygu diet. His dedicated training regime ... jetting off around the globe promoting Chicago, the Abomination brand name, and other assorted libturds. Fight back the tears of joy as you are treated to Obama's nonstop grandiose speechifying, glorifying the fascist regime [click heels together, raise right arm (palm forward)]. Hoot and holler as Barry wantonly destroys America (in only nine months).

See some of the most spectacular footage of hot gas expulsion ever recorded (WARNING: no one will be seated during the last fifteen minutes). Don't miss this special limited engagement holiday event! [No passes or discounts accepted (Academy members your card admits two)].




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The critics are raving ...

NYT's: Explosive!

CNN: Manna from hebben

MSNBC: Can't get enough!

CBS: A rose by any udder name ...

L.A. Daily News editor Carolina Garcia: Epoch ... visionary. I inhaled deeply throughout!

L.A. Times: Pure ecstasy ... now everyone can experience the power, the glory, the awe and majesty of the messiah.

The Village Voice: A shoe in for the Oscar ... is Broadway next?!



Advance, reserved tickets are now available by phone or internet and are selling fast. Don't miss out!

Time to put on your big boy pants ... Barry

Time to man up.

But ... we already know you ain't got the brass. The juevos. We already know you ain't got nuthin. Nuthin at all. Blaming Karzai? Pathetic. Truly. The nearly next to last gasp, of your failed administration. Your nonexistent leadership.





McChrystal called you out on Afghanistan. It's what men do. Leaders. He ... not gunna fall on the sword for you. Not going to take the blame for your indecision, duplicity, and lies. Your failure (as in not Bush's, or Fox's). You are neither a man Barry, nor a leader (let alone a President). You are an insect ... a bug. With no redemption ... a sad sack of sh*t.

Shoving socialism down our throats.

Creating a fictional deficit (that is all too real).

Printing money faster than you can spend.

Turning the dollar into play money.

Galloping away from the war on terror, running from militant radical Islam. As fast as your leetle legs will carry.

Pissing on Neda's (unmarked?) grave. Getting down on your knees in front of Ahmadinejad. And sucking. Hard. Guaranteeing Iran's continued ascent to nuclear armament. And a preemptive Israeli strike.


For someone who ran a campaign comprised of one single word. You have achieved the ultimate. You have actually destroyed hope. Completely obliterated it. For America, and all her children. For America's friends and allies. It is my wish, that more men of conscience will speak up. Will speak out. And expose the traitor among us.

And Obamedia? .... Drooling all over Falcon Heene like stupid on Kanye. Hoax! ... the bellowing thundering cry. One can only pray that one among them awakens. Opens up one drowsy eye. Dares ... deigns to lift a finger, to expose the greatest hoax of all time.

Barack Hussein Obama.

And his lying, conspirational, traitorous felonies. Thus lifting the darkness that has descended upon the land. Til then, I dream of the day whence Chucklehead Obama, the twelfth mahdi. Is escorted back to the rock, from under which he came. And I then can take sabre, to bottle of Schramsberg (though I haven't yet decided what clothes I'll wear).

Orwell's battered corpse weeps.

Long live der feuhrer and Obamedia.

In a surprise, Obama wins Nobel Peace Prize

George's remaining dusty bits crying tears in a torrent, a flood.

Reality is dead.

Truth forgotten.

Hope? F*ck me twice.

G*d help us all.

Eight years ... plus one day

Front page, L.A. Daily News, Saturday, September 12, 2009.

L.A. Daily News' editor Carolina Garcia, never fails to disappoint. Eight years, and one day. And the whitewash of 9/11 is almost complete. Front page, above the fold, multiple pics, multiple columns. Continuing inside, multiple pages, articles, columns, and pics. Thousands of words. But ... try as I might, I just couldn't find the hidden word. Nope.

Uh course, please do take two extry slices o'bacon at breakfast. If you guessed: Islam, Islamic, Islamist, or Muslim. Reading the L.A. Daily News, one could get the idea that maybe little space aliens attacked NYC and Washington D.C., on 9/11.

Perhaps we should ask Chucklehead Obama's best buddy oond spayshul adviser, Van Jones who did it?.