The reason I interviewed Crary is that he interests me as a schizophrenic in Section 8 of the “in-denial” variety whose prophecies came true. He claims to be battling a hidden militia operating openly with Federal auspices who have tortured him by using his poetry for murder and mayhem. He claims he is only trying to stop them. He denies his voices are mental illness. He compares them to a radio and calls it the audacity of British brainwashers, because he says that Penis Gabriel discussed his intent to render an international tabloid about him using this invasion method from NASA.
Q. Do you have politics?
Trump took out an Insurance Policy with North Korea. His stated goal is to flatten the United States and have us still cheering him, a Zappaesque idea.
Q. Why have you been alone 30 years? Are you completely castrated?
No, I have masturbated a lot and collect pornographic images that satisfy my memory as someone who was used by Dworkin-tough types from boyhood on. But I’m alone because the mission house mongered a brain trauma and used it for their alibi in torturing me some more, Frankenstein science of the sort you’d expect from HitlerReagan. The Warhol, his agency and fold, killed Saoirse as a warning.
Q. Nobody protests?
It’s a joke. I warned them that Covid was coming, but my so-called friends regard torture and mouth poison as some sort of therapy for their rivalry motive.