I was never destined to be chiseled on the granite. Big dollars get there. A Trust, from the sale of the house I was raised in, paid for college. Managed by a shrew carving me up too, because Cornell got the humongous lump of dough. My "grades couldn't get to Cornell" was a taunt from Herr Windbag Trust Liz. But ingenuity made it. I've never been more free to do what I have to do than at Cornell. GOD bless.
Names on Cornell University's Founders Wall cost imaginably much more than your star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, no less. Humble honor, buried beneath, for me, seeing all the fame, thought more important than overlooked Aunt Aurora S. and Uncle James K. Fraser who're on The Wall. Apparently considered, contemporarily, historically beneath the real luminaries.
Stick that up your self-promote, Dumbed Down Journalism, formatting of ABC as the NAZI Ritterville Soap Opera testifies to.
Go ahead, sell J. D. Vance is legitimate following an utter FOOL! TOOLS!
My Aunt MARGARET ISABEL FRASER BREWSTER compiled our family tree, and my limb ends on me.
So Masters of the Universe thought I was wrong wanting a better monorail for Disney World, than just a circle to nowhere else, back in the 1960s. So let the infrastructure, to destroy me, hang around sitting on their overpaid butts decades. BOB IGER is Abigail Disney's money playpen scapegoat. Just co-pilers of not fully circulating wealth. Compared to Florida standards, Disney employees wages are ballpark.
If only what made their salaries sufficient? If the both of YOU weren't among the millions slicing and dicing money surfing inflation into a pit of despair for the bottom of the economy the top unconscionably let drop off. Inflation, the Great Whore of Babylon, adherents surf.
NO ETHICS on anyone's parts for burying your heads so BILL RITTER pretends destroying me is just things I can't handle. Every time Bill's compatriots ruined me to my face or behind my back I fought unto a survivable level. Not now. Th entanglements so constructed German Nazi Argentinians had a poke at me. NOW RITTER! FOOLS!
You got it. If only GOOD RIDDANCE to ABC's Remnant Pentagon Demons. Ya'll are all in on more than Guy Babylon's Killing.
Maybe America's Mayor Bloomberg reinstates the site's lost potential showing that pathetic male figurehead in the way of so many more capable women's careers. Bill Ritter People sit on the Glass Ceiling with a grip, thinking lying to women covers everything ever after. You didn't pull the triggers Bill Ritter. But Jaqueline Bouvier says, "Good riddance" to your ilk.
Find you can't find your own consciences, searching your own wasted Spirits. But not glommed to mine. You Not-Facing-Yourselves Spymasters' Minions. Financial Pyramid Idolizers.
I did what I came to New York to do. Write the novel and figure out things. Figuring on Sade never occurred to me, until, of course, her the clue was planted right smack in my face. Huh, famous in Baltimore where Guy wanted me aware he'd be famous.
That was some week at the Babylon's Farmland in Maryland, when Sade was eight in Baltimore. I realized my mind had been going scrambled eggs whenever I saw her on the TV.
So I went to the Glass Wall, Herr Ritter curtains to please his internal need to project a host shouldn't be bothered. No matter how guilty? Bill ran from several accusations in his face, from my side of the window. It's all about his people ruling ABC and world commerce so money, guns and gas engines are as usual as anything where just dough rules. Because Bill's Checkers Rule. But wait we're lost. As Bill doesn't have to admit disbarred Roy Cohn anything.
I am so angry I don't mind being judged scorching in HELL forever for condemning Bill. He is historically fried, LYING FOR Lying Dr. Armand Hammer's spiritual advisors. Your nuts are in a row, boys. Guy Babylon Etcetera's Killers. The Kennedys are my arrows through every GOD Damned heart aligned with SCUMBAG BILL.
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