Forum Post: Make Arsonists into a Fire Brigade
Posted 3 years ago on Oct. 15, 2020, 2:35 p.m. EST by grapes
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https://www.dw.com/en/china-and-russia-elected-to-un-rights-council-but-saudi-bid-fails/a-55269642
Apparently, U.N. country members know that arsonists make the best fire fighters. They are learning well from our ten-year-old playbook.
"Liberal" X-American guilt is a White-made label which says to the bearer: "You are nothing but a vote." "You are nothing but a whore." "You are nothing but a masseuse." "If you don't vote for me, you are not X-American."
There's a huge difference between picking a person as a running mate due to their abilities or doing so due to their possession of a vagina and the color of their skin. How did we end up with our current administration but for John S. McCain's love of a pretty face?
Over decades I gathered real doubts about skin-color and genitalia picks. They supposedly "redress" past wrongs but they really reflect continuing racial and sexual discrimination imposed by the bigoted Whites. It's called an "Affirmative Action" program in order to rob Paul to pay Peter because Paul is a persecuted Jew instead of having the Roman Treasury pay Peter for redemption. We get pervasive systemic pollution as a result. How does mixing in some shit into the salad we eat make our salad more balanced?
That's how the Great Recession of 2007-2013 got started because of JP Morgan Chase & Co. National [banking] Association's invention of balancing the "nutritional" value of the financial salads sold to investors worldwide. Jamie Dimon halted that terrible idea after a short while, to his credit, but the very shitty idea had Rasputin's ( ¿tip of Putin's? ) survival ability and it transmigrated into Morgan-Stanley, Lehman Brothels, AIG, Merrill Lynch, Shitti, and Goldman Sucks. The U.S. supposedly ended slavery in the 1860s but despite having so many X-American politicians in power, X-Americans still suffer so. Their savings' purchasing power is constantly being stolen via persistent inflation triggered by the "money created out of thin air" to enrich the "wealthy people," predominantly called the "Jews." Most adult Americans have enjoyed this feeling of being "wealthy people" by having US$1200 given to them by the U.S. Government as stimulus payment. Where did all of this "money" come from? Ne'er-do-well poor people had just never figured out this intricate mechanism so they imagined that there's Fort US$ hoarding trillions and trillions of dollars. I could never succeed in explaining how this mechanism worked to my offspring but this "national treasure" kid intuitively understood how it all worked by presenting me with a bank withdrawal slip drawn on an account named "kloonos"( likely clonus in English ) in an astronomical amount, all filled out in fancy Greek letters. One day, I even discovered a for-sale label on my residence. I was most certainly not selling it so I inquired whose idea that was and how it had happened. It's this "national treasure" kid again -- selling my residence ! I was miffed, not amused, but nevertheless laughed at my kid's ¿innocent? antics to get rich quickly.
Money "whitens" but the redressing methods so far were obviously all wrong and ineffective. J.P. Morgan & Co. not only came up with the idea responsible for the Great Recession, it also came up with the financial deregulation which did away with the Great Depression era firewall between banks and investment houses ( after the so-called Asian [financial] flu threatening systemic collapse eventually triggering Russia's sovereign-debt default reverberating through LTCM's "minting money" via algorithmically managed derivatives and its collapsing divulging the highly profitable trick of mixing shit into financial salad which triggered the greed of JP Morgan & Co. a regulated bank to lobby for its also "getting some" by removing the firewall Glass-Steagall thus setting the stage for the 2007-2013 Great Recession; January 2007 saw the contraction of the long-overheated real estate market but the much-tightened bankruptcy law hadn't taken effect yet so the Federal Reserve and U.S. Treasury jointly propped up the teetering system on the brink of collapse with "liquidity" aka "money created from thin air" until Lehman Brothels' collapse due to its CEO ignoring the regulators' calls for it to trim its "sails" to get back to safer waters--its dangerous behavior due to its "moral hazard" indeed nudged the Great Recession snowball rolling to crush all believers ) which speculate, obfuscate, front-run, create fake transactions, and steal money from their customers. Whoever had trusted this brood of vipers suffered the most. What has the near bankruptcy of a small municipality in Germany got to do with Americans' glazing shitty salad dressing on the salads to turn them golden? By the 1960s, Germans trusted Americans after the post-WWII rebuilding. The American financial vampires betrayed that trust to get rich themselves. It's no different from the time of Jesus' crucifixion, millennia ago. The "Jews" won. Are you of "blue blood"? Or are you one who just knows the rhythm and sings the blues in the gym with him while using KY?
Have you ever seen Jesus acting violently? Yes, it happens to be recorded in the Bible. Did you catch that part ( much toned down already to the violence depicted in the video )? It was the only time that Jesus was physically violent !
"Electing these dictatorships as UN judges on human rights is like making a gang of arsonists into the fire brigade,'' said Hillel Neuer, executive director of UN Watch.
"And while Lennon read a book on Marx/ The quartet practiced in the park."
A long long time ago/ I can still remember how/ That music used to make me smile/
And I knew if I had my chance/ That I could make those people dance/ And maybe they'd be happy for a while/
But February made me shiver/ With every paper I'd deliver/ Bad news on the doorstep/ I couldn't take one more step/
I can't remember if I cried/ When I read about his widowed bride/
Something touched me deep inside/ The day the music died/
So/ Bye, bye Miss American Pie/ Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry/ And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye/ Singin' this'll be the day that I die/ This'll be the day that I die/
Did you write the book of love/ And do you have faith in God above/ If the Bible tells you so?/
Do you believe in rock and roll?/ Can music save your mortal soul?/ And can you teach me how to dance real slow?/
Well, I know that you're in love with him/ 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym/ You both kicked off your shoes/ Man, I dig those rhythm and blues/
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck/ With a pink carnation and a pickup truck/ But I knew I was out of luck/ The day the music died/
I started singin'/ Bye, bye Miss American Pie/ Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry/ And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye/ Singin' this'll be the day that I die/ This'll be the day that I die/
Now, for ten years we've been on our own/ And moss grows fat on a rolling stone/ But, that's not how it used to be/
When the jester sang for the king and queen/ In a coat he borrowed from James Dean/ And a voice that came from you and me/
Oh and while the king was looking down/ The jester stole his thorny crown/
The courtroom was adjourned/ No verdict was returned/
And while Lennon read a book on Marx/ The quartet practiced in the park/
And we sang dirges in the dark/ The day the music died/
We were singin'/ Bye, bye Miss American Pie/ Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry/ Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye/ And singin' this'll be the day that I die/ This'll be the day that I die/
Helter skelter in a summer swelter/ The birds flew off with a fallout shelter/ Eight miles high and falling fast/
It landed foul on the grass/ The players tried for a forward pass/ With the jester on the sidelines in a cast/
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While sergeants played a marching tune -- remember U.S.S. Arizona. How did being called a NYC subway "blimp" squishing for "double, double" subway-train-seat Lebensraum feel? Mom was the source of the Japanese military-sword-grade near-Damascus-steel-sharp scissors I was playing with as a child ( the Japanese "beat a sword into scissors" for Mom to make fancy clothes for Americans ) -- We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died?
We started singin' Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye And singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die
Oh, and there we were all in one place A generation lost in space With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend
Oh and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died
He was singin' Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die
I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died
And they were singing Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die
They were singing Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die