This Blog is Now on Hiatus
TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 2024
Well the Country HAS fallen.
The Republic, HAS ended.
What exactly the Junta and the Fourth Reich, will do next?
They will solidify their gains. More Citizens who oppose the Reich. Will be arrested and imprisoned. And if you go back and read entries here? Immediately after the 2020 Fraud. You WILL have seen the then bleak future.
EVEN MORE Conservative voices will be silenced. Through whatever virtual mechanical means. Shadow Banning. Deplatforming (I'm surprised I'm still able to post at all. But I'm SURE, that day will come very soon).
Or of course the more dangerous … Doxxing. Can't post, if you are actually running for your very life.
Or of course, direct attacks by the Federal Bitches of Incest, the FBI. Attacking your home, your family, your finances, your world entire.
They will continue to destroy the fossil fuel industry, in its entirety. They will continue to print money. They will continue to jack up interest rates, ever skyward. The will continue to destroy our armed forces and our military preparedness. They will continue to destroy the very fabric of society.
BUY food, today.
BUY ammo, today.
BUY needed medicines, today.
The economy will pick up speed, on its vertical decline. Supply chains will crumble into dust.
Which really only leaves the Declaration of Martial Law. As people's lives are actually lost in the Supermarket. Battling over scraps of food.
The upcoming Federal Election? What's to wait for, really?
The Country will be completely destroyed by then. It won't make a difference, if an actual craft lands, from outer space. And the creature who climbs out, produces his Hawaii Birth Certificate. Runs for President, and wins.
IT'S OVER
No one has shown me anything. And no one is going to.
Wait two years?
For what?
There is ZERO chance they will let Trump run. Let alone win.
EVEN IF THEY HAVE TO KILL HIM
Sorry I don't have positive news to report. Sorry it's over.
IT IS EVERY MAN, WOMAN, AND CHILD … FOR THEMSELVES NOW
Thank You L*rd, for what you gave us. It was really something.
This Blog is Now on Hiatus.
**********
Rosa Linn - Snap - (Official Eurovision Music Video)
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Lo4_K4relMg
It's 4:00 a.m.
I can't turn my head off
Wishing these memories would fade they never do
Turns out people lie
They say, "Just snap your fingers"
AS IF IT WAS REALLY THAT EASY FOR ME TO GET OVER LOSING YOU AMERICA
I just need time
Snapping one, two
Where are you?
You're still in my heart
Snapping three, four
Don't need you here anymore
Get out of my heart
'Cause I might snap
I'm writing a song
Said, "This is the last one"
How many last songs are left?
I'm losing count
SINCE THE 2022 MIDTERMS
My heart's been on fire
I've been spending my nights in the rain tryna put it out
So I'm snapping one, two
Where are you?
You're still in my heart
Snapping three, four
Don't need you here anymore
Get out of my heart
'Cause I might snap
Oh-oh-oh-oh
'Cause I might snap
Oh-oh-oh-oh
And if one more person says, "You should get over it"
Oh, I might stop talking to people before I snap, snap, snap
Oh, I might stop talking to people before I snap
Snapping one, two
Where are you? (Where are you?)
You're still in my heart (still in my heart)
Snapping three, four
Don't need you here anymore (need you here anymore)
Get out of my heart
'Cause I might snap
Oh-oh-oh-oh (snap)
'Cause I might snap
Oh-oh-oh-oh (snap)
Get out of my heart
Oh-oh-oh-oh
'Cause I might snap
Oh-oh-oh-oh (get out of my heart, yeah)
'Cause I might snap
******************
IF I COULD FIND A SOUVENIR … JUST TO PROVE THE WORLD WAS HERE?
The Country now in the dustbin of history. Poof … gone. Like so much nothing. All that blood, all that toil.
And without a single shot being fired. Let alone a BIG bomb. Or a fusillade of same. Or even a very LARGE standing army.
Words … mere words. Goebels is orgasming in his grave.
Nena 99 Luftballoons
(German)
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Fpu5a0Bl8eY
(English)
You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
'Til one by one, they were gone
Back at base, sparks in the software
Flash the message "something's out there"
Floating in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by
99 red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it's red alert
There's something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
The 99 red balloons go by
99 Decision Street
99 ministers meet
To worry, worry, super scurry
Call the troops out in a hurry
This is what we've waited for
This is it boys, this is war
The President is on the line
As 99 red balloons go by
99 knights of the air
Ride super high-tech jet fighters
Everyone's a superhero
Everyone's a Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify and classify
Scrambling the summer sky
99 red balloons go by
As 99 red balloons go by
99 dreams I have had
In every one, a red balloon
It's all over, and I'm standing pretty
In this dust that was a city
If I could find a souvenir
Just the prove the world was here
And here is a red balloon
I think of you, and let it go
********************
THIS IS AN APOLITICAL POST …
And I don't know when I actually will post again, if ever. And YES, never say NEVER. And I'm just not going to further comment on the state of (most) all our affairs. For me personally, there is no point.
Though yes, I would dearly LOVE to have future events prove me wrong.
But an event which just occurred? Has pushed me to warn. As I have previously.
DO NOT BECOME THEM
In the harshest of times, in the time of true desperation that is now upon us. It is beyond easy to forget. Who we are. Human Beings. Men and Women of G*d.
We are NOT animals. Let alone the insects who have come to prey upon our World.
A woman just approached me, as I was exiting my car at the Laundromat. Snuck up on me. As is now all too common, the practice of panhandlers.
And I gave her both barrels.
"NO, I can't help you. Get the f*ck away from me!"
And as she slunk away into the distance. I was overcome with remorse.
Yes, the vaaast majority of panhandlers aren't needy. Only in need of booze, pot, or worse. And a large percentage of the homeless in this small town. Are pathological gamblers. Every last penny disappearing at the Lottery window. Seen firsthand, not even last week.
How am I responsible for helping those who won't help themselves?
There is PLENTY of help available, in this small town. For those who will make the tiny effort.
None the less, I was disappointed in myself. I don't need to add even the tiniest drop, to other's misery.
I REFUSE TO BECOME THEM
To become an animal. Devoid of reason, thought, and kindness. For if I do. Then it truly IS over. For all of us. Forever and all time.
****************
ALL YOU PANTY WEARER'S?
Wait in the Truck.
And no, that's not a dis.
The rest of you?
HARDY - wait in the truck (feat. Lainey Wilson) (Official Music Video)
And yeah, obviously. I'm tired of painting you pictures.
Jiminy … WTF?
Right IS right.
Wrong IS wrong.
Get with the program already … don't make me come over there and slap you.
*****************
GET UP, GET UP, GET A MOVE ON
WHAT'S TAKING SO LONG?
STOP STALLING!!
Shinedown - GET UP (Piano Version) [Official Video]
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=hSXl8Q6yjDk
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
I know you're clinging to the light of day
To tell you everything's A-okay
And medication don't do much
Yeah, it just numbs the brain
Guess you might say I'm a little intense
I'm on the bright side of being hell-bent
So, take it from me, you're not the only one
Who can't see straight (Can't see straight)
If you were ever in doubt
Don't sell yourself short
You might be bulletproof
Hard to move mountains when you're paralyzed
But you gotta try, and I'm callin' out
Get up, get up, get a move on
Get up, get up, what's takin' so long?
Get up, get up, get a move on
Stop stallin', I'm callin' out
Get up, get up, get a move on
Get up, get up, ain't nothin' wrong
'Cause I believe you can be whatever
And I agree you can do much better
Trust me (Trust me)
Everybody wants to sing their song
So, Marvin Gaye, "What's Going On?"
Ain't nothin' normal when it comes to you and me
I'd rather twist myself in knots
Than watch you give up on your dreams
If you were ever in doubt
Don't sell yourself short, you might be bulletproof
Hard to move mountains when you're paralyzed
But you gotta try, so I'm callin' out
Get up, get up, get a move on
Get up, get up, what's takin' so long?
Get up, get up, get a move on
Stop stallin', I'm callin' out
Get up, get up, get a move on
Get up, get up, ain't nothin' wrong
'Cause I believe you can be whatever
And I agree you can do much better
Trust me
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Yeah, I don't know why I never talk about it
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I guess that's probably part of the problem
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Yeah
Sometimes you're wrong, sometimes you're right
I'm just gonna keep moving
Yeah
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I'm just gonna keep moving
Today, tomorrow, and the next
Get up, get up, get a move on
Get up, get up, what's takin' so long?
Get up, get up, get a move on
Stop stallin', I'm callin' out
Get up, get up, get a move on
Get up, get up, ain't nothin' wrong
'Cause I believe you can be whatever
And I agree you can do much better
Trust me
Get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
*********************
Oh ... It's been an honor and a privilege.
G*d Bless You and Your's.
**************
THANK YOU DOUG ROSS …
1:40 Twitter Vid. As good as it EVER gets.
****************
As usual ... comments are closed [we simply don't have the huss. To host any blog discussions (Ace always had en pointe participants/discussions)].
posted by AnechoicRoom at 9:25 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home