Yes, Press Freedom's extremely important. Key to Donald Dump deriding what he claims to defend perpetually haranguing. A National Enquirer Mike Hammer all imagery type. Hammer'd stare in my eyes intimidatingly expecting that's a result. Not only at the end when he said I'd not survive without caretaker in my secluded hovel, where he'd possibly found it acceptable I was hidden and not contributing in broader contexts. I complained to the right people about rejection letters. Andrew Wylie Agency decided I could keep emailing so I've deposited progress reports through the years. Otherwise, blacklisting didn't occur to me, then obvious. Wo! No one's admitting, but in the business people dropped hint "my boss won't help you."
MY career relates to Dump's? How's this for never meeting him? Sometime in 1986 someone in that office had me do a pick up that didn't exist. And a man mumbled past me, waiting by the gold elevator to go back down alone as the Attendant disappeared. Boisterous greeting on arrival and up he went with me. Whoosh. I should see the place.
People basically didn't know what to say to me, nor me neither them. Although, Baderinwa!
Yep. So high school loud mouth, me, who'd announced senior year high school, Americanism vs. Communism, insisting I speak before the teacher very first class. In middle of Military Subsidy Land. All a joke. Goes to New York. No secret historian drop out wants a novel that Soviets, then Russians and Hammer and J. Edgar Hoover Acolytes would realize ties them all together as just opportunists negotiating for themselves while herding the public in convenient rows. How many jealous of Stalin's iron fist that was really because he was too stupid for better. And, in addition, to Stalin not wanting to trust anyone? He couldn't trust anyone. Enemies of The State? Oh yes. Donald Dump is short a clue how stupid he's always sounded. Fake Republicans don't face shame so they'll step in more crap. Watch. Next! CREEPS!
Interesting question, why wasn't I ever killed? In Florida had roommates that knew a gun had been pointed at me on the road that didn't fire. Calm life, no one divulges anything, then everything ties together dropped on my head by the brick load.
Imagine how just looking in Sade's eyes make my swirling world otherwise, flipping happy somersaults in anticipation. You are just so you Sade ...
My editor in the friendship mix was confusing. Eventual, I guess, National Enquirer Mike Hammer had introduced us. Hammer's friend since university in Albany. But when the best friend/editor, out of the blue, last time together, says "just hope you understand the John Le Carré." From nowhere and it? Know damn well what that meant. Trust no one, all capably amiable as Ronald Reagan.
Actually Ronnie's shellacked face is who Ritter's reminds me of. Something his conscience can mull if someone tricks Ritter into reading this. He's not really of the temperament to want to understand. He thought given to him good enough, so heck. Wasted my time with a performance that had a portion of ABC SECURITY thoroughly embarrassing themselves. Ritter doesn't care about ruined reputation 50 to a hundred years from now, why care? He's for ruining me now, solving what?
Right, repeat I'm confused. Even SECURITY I knew had to treat everyone suspiciously, no matter what, had to drop his embarrassed head at what's been perpetrated against US this long. Lee Goldberg and Ryan Field know if I kicked you dead center in the face Ritter, you deserve it Pinhead! Trying not to call you _sshole so much anymore. Problem's I'm making myself laugh.
ANYWAY! Not even my Superior Sade Baderinwa could change my mind. Although I admit whatever she tries is fine with me. Just don't stop. Miss you.
Uh huh. National Enquirer Mike Hammer, drunk, went for my neck that time with me, Robin and my editor. Amazing you really are someone in my life that really was National Enquirer unethically bad. Is? And I'd thought my editor lied when I first complained, a decade ago, I'd found out Hammer worked for David Peckerhead. Thinking editor scapegoated, saying hard to find a job. Turns out many things my editor couldn't tell me, best seen for myself.
Imagine my relief that a 30 years best friend's not so enemy embedded. Though Buffalo Bob was accurate about tied to executives. Big web. Will Rogers couldn't escape and died hiding in Alaska maybe. Progressive people weren't wanted as Big Oil tightened reigns. Cities had Light Rail Systems dug up for huge cars called buses. History. Understanding and growing up? Includes knowing publicity was/is used for nefarious advantage.
Stormy Daniels A Completely Contrived National Enquirer Diversionary Tactic?
Planned Court Campaign Long Before?
Why Not, Dump's Packaged.
DUMP has harbored Russian Mafia in his empire's building(s) and employ for generations and State and Federal Government know that. To go along with more Soap Opera Presidency?
America and World not more GOD damned ashamed? Entirely points finger at how corrupt world is as The Degenerate Donald Dump.
2000 was NOTICE everything's unhinged. Not HAPPENING getting past BIG-OIL owning everything. I distinctly remembered ELECTION NIGHT George H. W. Bushwhacker got Prime-Time TV Coverage from his damned living room. Time to look into the screen, Confederacy of Dunces Family and gleam the public'll allow our getting away with our cheating in FLORIDA! As The Dumpster says everyone does it. Not cause he's genius. Because he's most corrupt in the world because he's American. Dump? Two words - Devoted Liar.
Adieu Dumpster
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