The Sade Baderinwa Love Letter Weekend, VOLUME I

WOMAN Can Make Me Do ANYTHING!

Hey Baderinwa, 

    Ours is not an average love. Crazy anyone expects a Prima Donna overly gushy letter. Hell. Feel that way all the time. We don't need that written down, necessarily all the time. Just most of it.

    Yesterday I was tired up since 3 or 4 AM but you know I've written enough and there's been, as from the beginning, nothing left to settle but us. 

    However. Yesterday early evening I hung a little at 67th, standing where we were the last time together. Only time allowed, as women enabled your opportunity to circumvent restrictions, and we were inches apart while the driver had to escort-push you and your knee scooter fast past me. 

    A new different security type was watching. It was something him turning with his phone by the window where we could just see each other. And he acts confused but still his eyes assessing me. That Ritter he didn't know who I was crap. BOB IGER you don't see what Ritter's thrown ALL-IN-YOUR-FACE? Broad Conspiracy Ritter. Good for you, and BIBI. 

    But this darn letter wasn't supposed to include you cause you un-included yourself. People all over the world know soon enough, MICKEY MOUSE was hijacked by YOUR FAT POCKETS. MILITARY INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX MENTAL STRATEGY. 

    When my mother looked at me, telling her WALT DISNEY WAS JUST ANNOUNCED DIED? YOUNG. Right, she felt + her worried eyes embedded in me. 

+ Friendly Reminder

From My MotheR, MOM

Janet Victoria Pratt Fraser

    So Friday, in between 5 & 6PM, I walked the glass sidewalk to where the new another SECURITY DUDE, after our initial eye maneuvering, hung at the entrance and I walked next to glass right at him that chased him inside. Past, I double-back to see him looking and the DESK GUY who was by the rightside-coming-out-door saw my grin cracked literally ear-to-ear. 

    Also comically, I'm on 67 with the little pipe, and this woman's laughing cause with her is Hank Azaria. Who might have just said watch he'll get me to smile. Representing your first present, since last September, in my orange shirt I do stand out. Passing his eyes hit mine as I recognized him and my grin actually broadened wider than when I got a kick out of the Columbus side security mashugana. Yep. Just ask The New York Times. I'm a hoot. 

    Yeah boy, bet Ritter's sycophants wish they'd had a security fence like where you worked in Baltimore, at that William Randolph Hearst Installation, out in the quaint suburbs where having anything to do with the city could be mistaken for REALITY! Want the publicity and elitism, ABC. Good Show. 

    Ms. Sade Baderinwa's Happy Fraser Exhibit #1:

People, from where I was raised near Ritter's Racist Kin, Groveland Four Murdering Sheriff McCall, still know me by that name. Sade, maybe Malcolm? Ritter? Head's Solid Asphalt, doesn't matter. Grin and bear it. He likes projecting that. And empathy.

    My attitude is I'm seeing you as happy to see you SADE, until different and I blow up. Choose not blowing up, please DISNEY/ABC. John Oliver! I want to testify for your lawyers! Footsteps Mr. Iger? If not clearly heard, then you're sleeping. There's a GOD Damned boot up YOUR Bill Ritter smooching _SS!

    Weird this circumspect look STILL from REPRESENTATIVES OF SUCH A HUGE COMPANY WANTING TO MAINTAIN PRESTIGE. Ritter's not worth anywhere near the fortune the selfish boys at ABC ALREADY SABOTAGED. MILITARY INDUSTRIAL WASTELAND COMPLEX TOO HEAVY A LOAD for little boys backs? No problem, Bibi Netanyahu is polishing all YOUR GOD Damned Thrones! GET IT! Edward Bernays is serving Fruitcake to the whole GOD Damned Shallow Legacy. GUILTY by COMPANY KEPT!

    SAVE SOMETHING BOB IGER?

    And I am strictly nonviolent. The performance of the whack jobs and at end friendly security reminding of her stature and always protection necessary. I GOD damned saw her give you LYING IDIOTS a chance. I didn't need to read her lips. She always knew when to have me specifically watch. 

    Boys find women for your jobs. Because EVEN I can't imagine how extremely dissatisfied I am with All You MOTHER_uckers of the Universe Mother_uckers. 

    Don't believe a man alive earned working at ABC. Except every other Male Talent on the NEWS Staff. If suspect the women bought them a pass. Next if that whore doesn't go and PUBLICLY PISS ON AUNT NANCY and RONNIE REAGAN'S GRAVES? Consider wherever his ashes are imagined kept by historians his'll be pissed on forevermore too. Enabling _SSHOLE BOB IGER! RITTER caused problem. History. 

    Us. Just us Baderinwa. I'm tired. We'll talk as this is what the writing has subsisted as for us for too DAMNED long - ABC Ritter Toolbox of Fools. Thanks for nada. 

    "See you how're you doing."  Seriously. Remembering Norman Lear's grin in my eyes, your glimmer's in his. His smile's gotten huger too. Similar to when by David Rockefeller's limo he was right there and we smiled. At 59 just east of 5th I saw Mr. Lear exit and didn't move. As with you stone still. He looked in the car, about to get in, and said, "Wait" and turned to me. We both smiled nodded and grinned. Look at you Sade. My heart's sunk in