Ridiculous the Bill Ritter polluted air of indifference, DISNEY(ABC) Chairman Bob Iger. Regardless whether people see DISNEY doesn't mean anything Walt meant. You'll eventually babble how this White Black Boy has done next to me these months. Corporate gobble-de-gook. Because you're atop a criminally masterminded BUSH/CIA Worldwide Spy LEGACY HELLHOLE, Mr. Iger. Your bed ABC EXECUTIVES LIE WITH BILL IN.
Little Adolph even came out to his "Guy Babylon Killer" taunt. Left instructions with the White Black Boy to intimidate standing closer. Babbling as monotonously.
Historians, Contemporary History is Underworld Secrecies haunted my whole life. As nephew of "Advertising Legend" JK Fraser it was clear I wanted a world with a commercial conscience. Something weapons manufacturers and wasted oil for profit and pollution opportunists didn't want custom of the land.
Author's name's second appearance. Letters Section (Print Edition) March 12, 2023, The New York Times Book Review
These people, acting out Security tabulations, are the legacy that killed Kennedys, John Lennon, Abbie Hoffman, etc. Were cagy about me. Mike Hammer of The CIA founded The National Enquirer haunted my life, as friend, 35 years. Thank you for that finishing up, so I was passed onto Bill Ritter facing all he's ever been is the dullest bulb in the California Military Complex. Maybe he and Hit-Job Monica Lewinsky can do some type of Kardashian Family thing, where they tug at values and demonstrate meandering wealth meanders. The Monica and Bill, So What Show.
Guy Babylon was many people's friend, and the privilege overwhelms me realizing these freaks killed Guy just to list stuff off. Careless manipulating history, rhyming with more profit made on Vietnam than on any war before. Yet that time squandered and lauded by still cheering on NASCAR emblazoned as idolizing polluting and destroying the Earth. Right, I offend markets. We destroyed the world already. HELLO!
Mike Hammer of The National Enquirer doing some picture magazine, while I was in LA, was given JFK Jr.'s office after John's death. Just to remind Hammer whose deck Mike's ship's on. Mike told me. Just as Guy's friend, the draftsman in the Military Complex told me Guy thought he'd die young knowing me. Everyone was made to feel death listed. As The Elton John Band's, EAGLES turn, WAR PIPES demonstrates.
Guy knew he'd die young, just knowing me. We had our times, but I can now see how Guy was taken away from me in stages back in college. We did have our week in Maryland and Guy turning the car around not entering Baltimore. Thinking I'd need to build that experience on my own. We were nowhere near Loyola University, but was when I studied Northeast Corridor AMTRAK Train Stations.
Back to Sade in NYC? Monster Bill's turn.
So defined small. Bill's chest is out, somewhat. Walking his sidewalk perp walk with victim shoulder shrug. To someone his Security completely lacks the face to face rendering me as insignificant as Bill is to Bill's conscienceless future. Bill's a CASKET CASE CLOSED.
Thanks Bill, this works your irrelevantly disposing me under Cornell University's Founders Wall. Except historians, all over the world, know Bill Ritter just lies. Because he's blocked both of us from talking. No matter how many checker moves she follows on his board game.
See? I'm not needed here for more. Bill's Team didn't even chance letting Sade and I be even acquaintances. Two months after we meant more than that to each other. We'd had months knowing we should talk, except for the Bill Ritter wall. Bill thought was easy enough sliding in my life and out.
Cleaners (SECURITY) clean up is how usually happens, except in cases like where it's speculatively certain how OJ was framed leaving the scene a bloody mess. Made-to-Order offended Elite California Military Empire Family to carry on imagery of taking Good People down, coincidentally. The farces.
JFK, Jr. and I got too close, and conspiracy filmmaker Alan Pakula had only probably seen a worthless novel draft (except character Terry's creation) before assassinated by car on the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway. Front Desk Guy had me do a messenger run the next day. So I'd realize some day, they thought so too. "I just wanted to see," said to co-worker as I left the office.
So with Sade? I'm to see all my fault. People are killed so go away. I am. And Bill would remain above reality, twisting anything more. Think I'm dying from some intestine poisoning, months back, I'm not treating. I've no money, nor care to play charge the taxpayer a fortune for FREE EXPENSIVE Health Care compromised by companies generations before they're avoiding wanting to fix the shredding of money. A science just owning the avenues of MONOPOLY as separate companies.
So I haven't the heart to kill myself as I'd just keep trying. So if GOD doesn't fix it, I go as I always felt best I know. Ron Kuby I'm working from under Cornell University's Founders Wall. No bail for that, huh?
I can see me at our dining table, looking at my parents. Saying, "we did it, dag gum it. I represented history as it should be. See you Sade ..."
The owners of the world beneath the governments and wherever else they haunt, beat me. Broke, broken. Because I promised GOD I'd do my best to represent history as it should be. And got to fall in love with Ms. Baderinwa, since her introduction to New York.
Especially now hiding Big-Oil from facing Big-Oil The Monopoly pretending competition is a fair marketplace for them to compete shriveling everything pretending it's just money. LIARS FOR GENERATIONS. Denied faced responsibility for generations. The already destroyed world, weather patterns confirm. For generations, paid all-over-the-place as these lack of intelligence security boys represent.
Bob Iger Imaginary Enterprises will make up how I didn't work, making a disaster of my life. Not selling out to whatever was laid my way along my path from long ago. Editor owned by Executive Rupert Murdoch, when I wrote the novel. Before that Charles Komanof was all his leadership is a gas. Socialist Elitist turned out Wall Street Fraud. Go figure ...
Exposing himself in The Great Hall among the manipulators of my image as less than small. Mike Hamm er of The National Enquirer the Bill Ritter face till last year. Now just Weird Bill and his Security of Withered soulless boys. I hate seeing this one's stroking the women.
Bob Iger, you're going to sniff Bill Ritter nose hairs for an Eternity, Bullet-to-the-Head Bob. Feeling him enjoy sex with every tormented soul he adapted to love his being a LIAR ABOVE ANY ELSE. At Bob Iger's Company. Oh yeah, everyone4 will fight back and Bill believe it's meaningful. His not believing in GOD can immunize him all her wants. GOD doesn't condemn speculation. But for what Bob Iger's a part of Bill Ritter achieving. My walking out on humanity leaving my written history with Sade as my loss an exclamation point. Good luck with GOD's revenge, fools. You don't need luck, Bob Iger. Some common sense and not wanting the world destroyed would help. But then you have it all now. Sorry, GOD interrupted with a book, The Holy Bible. You and Bill Ritter are smeared across the end now, as stupidly great as the HUGEST TOOL himself for Criminality Donald Dump. Even trained in prison habitual convicts have more ethics than the criminals Bill Ritter has buzzing around me.
Bill Ritter Pimps continue haunting me knowing their just revenge against GOD so GOD DAMN BOB IGER, you wrote yourself off. Go to HELL BOB IGER and your BUSH-OIL WHORE WEALTH.
There he stood as pompous as arrogant as Bill Ritter could, and stood for just that and with the doggerel behind him announced he "can't handle this,' and to Munchkin Land Security, and back to me said, "handle this" to Security. One never returned and the other walked away on his phone and let me stand from behind a car to face Sade's driven car. And give way. Retards your masters aren't even here.
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