THOMAS PAINE - Common Sense 1776
Paine has claim to The Father of the American Revolution. Resting on his pamphlets, especially Common Sense, which crystallized sentiment for American Independence in 1776. It was published in Philadelphia on January 10, 1776, and signed anonymously "by an Englishman.”
TOKEN APOLOGIES NO MORE
- - - Would be an Investigative Reporter. A CBS-2 New York Investigative Reporter. SHE was the spark that set me off expanding my Contemporary History Soapbox View illustrations into THE DEMAND our broken Earth be repaired. The pieces fit is GOD's will, ending the evil mauling of human intelligence.
A simple thing, seeing my 43rd Street UN Placement of the JK Fraser's Nephew's New York Times Book Review ad. Riding off, but plainer than day, she stepped forward, on the sidewalk, with exuberance, and two poodles. Buttering me up with "I believe in you." But I'd still not crossed my, insight delivering, Cause Celebrité test with Ina and Robert Caro. The President Lyndon B. Johnson, and Robert Moses, historical enlightenment engineers.
People become lost in blind ambition. Congestion Pricing, last century's disgraceful NON-ATTEMPT. Is this century's scapegoat excuse for blaming everyone because the guilty hide from MASS BLAME! Contagion.
So, chip on my shoulder Marcia's the jolt that started LIGHTING me up. Pounded in, no less, by The Kurt Vonnegut. Who picture perfect, - SPOKE FROM THE GRAVE. YES, we are lucky.
Gissen's toying with me exposure was stomach problems that prevented his attending the Austerlitz Convention. Steve Stollman's Birthday. The Sealing Faceless Money's Fate Party.
January 11, 1952, Page 310 - "Mickey Spillane is just about on the same level of phoniness, and as far as I'm concerned just as unreadable. I did honestly try to read one just to see what made them click, but I couldn't make it. Pulp writing at its worst was never as bad as this stuff. It isn't so very long since no decent publisher would have touched it. ... This Spillane stuff, so far as I can see, is nothing but a mixture of violence and outright pornography. He and his publishers have had the courage, if that is the correct word, to carry these a little further than anyone else without interference from the police. I can't see anything else in it. This sort of thing makes the elegant home boys with their libraries of erotica seem rather nice people." See modern National Enquirer's Mike Hammer? Why be of as little worth as your namesake. Money, sure. Wallow in it. I remember your girlfriend amazed I'd never knew to hate you lying behind man back. Then I asked to see her Kurt picture and we shot you down little mole in the ointment. Roy Cohn party on your prick too? Or is that all Jay's behind the scenes seen disgraces. Eye on honesty is revealing ...
All I wanted, Hammer (brain toast) was to get you out from under your abused lack of inquiring Albany intelligences. (Mostly SUNY Albany graduates). Jay, your (surprise, my close enemy, as his family confirmed softly through the years knowing the Big Bang wasn't all your _sshole making either) friend, pathetically arrogant. Our last moment? Jay admitted, "I don't think anyone thinks like you ..."
So what Marcia said, meant my mark is made. Meaning I most certainly stepped into history meeting Ina and Robert Caro.
I was tripping over my words, Caro so discombobulated me by actually knowing who I was. I drop the ball, he steps forward looking me in the eyes and says you have something to ask me don't you? And I was carried somewhat out of my daze (staring at history itself). Seriously, within my life I'd been depicted losing and was proud to have at least made the attempt to push history forward.
and a good long look at ourselves became a preeminent task.
My life turned and twisted inside out over months. Finding I'm woman-less in my task, then, next month, that my ultimate life's fantasy shows, illustrated, as knowing of me too? I become world-wild exhilarated past Christopher Guest's "eleven."
Sleeping? American Security has kept waking me to less than an hour at a time, adding up to less than 4 hours a day for 5 months. The Rubenstein Atrium Delusion is Security is documented allowing their showcase of elite homeless. While now I'm table rapped up. And usually immersed in a half awake thought. Keeping jobs isn't worth forever known wanting America to keep destroying the world. Like a rudderless toy.
Rubinstein corrects enough on television. Where your name is disgraced, sir, your wisdom tarnished. Is pure selfish ignorance YOUR RUBINSTEIN MONEY IS In @ Lincoln Center itself. 
The trophy shelf of community isolation. Who is whose monster? You Token Freak Male Authoritarians in Patriots' Clothes. You damned traitors to America's Ethical Foundations.
The trophy shelf of community isolation. Who is whose monster? You Token Freak Male Authoritarians in Patriots' Clothes. You damned traitors to America's Ethical Foundations. 
NYPD, I'm done. Arrest me so these boneheads devour each others' disgraces. I don't rope pull. National Enquirer or Mike Hammer's Jay Gissen pushed to take over identity upon my demise? See this from Jay's eyes. Jay's hilarious - and now I know too. "Handle your woman," the little lord flaunt-leroy said once. Occupied time, had that sabotage right.
This the Mike Hammer never surfaced in intellectual conversation. You Jay are loved and the stuff you said from Hammer's _ss-hole keeps me in stitches. CORPORATE WHORES by The Robert O'Brian. Where is it Bob?
JAY/Hammer, Liz - the teenage years matriarch - made me hunt with a gun to miss Progressive Rock's American TV dawning in the Fall of 1972. Mar-a-Lago, many should go.
Righteous win beats the bejesus out of you ignorant sin for fun contestants. Maybe 8 people said "you don't know about Jay." What hit me most was looking at Jay thinking how's your friend this stupid. I explained Dalton Gackle's review epitomizing the arrogant ignorant screwing of their Republican name and he was just Alcohol Out. Add independent speech advocate Ron Kuby leaving me, at his building's downstairs front door, with "well, we have a lot of work Tod."
Months later, yeah I'm facing things.
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