“Worship cried the clown I am a TV” ~ King Crimson
Cory Booker, which contracts down to Cooker, fumed twitter with refulgence on Fred Rogers todays. I will offer some adjustments to Mr. Booker’s affectations of MisterRogers’ inateness. To say that MisterRogers was lenient wouldn’t be very nice to Noelle and Paige, the two women whose arms his set designer Matt Marcus burned their arms gangrenous with a poker from a fireplace, but the real issue for Congress is letting the WQED gang get away with what Obama did to me, after Fred’s church employed the mailbox arson Michael Martino and set up AIDS war games on Mt. Desert Island to the tune of fascist adjustments back like the murder of Saoirse Kennedy, as Wings hold Greta Thunberg, loyal, to the threat of impeachable blame.
The crossroads church, scene of my Union mom’s second marriage, who obviously was insider with the NAACP to the Texas Schoolbook, inhibited sleeping on the steps by dint of tiny red spiders. It was the 74A bus stop where Leslie Katz would stoop as the script opined, ‘74 is the best number’; across the street from the YIKC Guerilla Theater where Sean Strub’s partner Dolly Meieren would plot which teacher to get fired.
I am not decided on studying in Seattle this Fall. I am carefully laying out my considerations. Although I am attending TACID regularly with my Intermediate Algebra book, TCC, next door, is largely closed and Math tutors are not available. Carpal tunnel that is real and serious is a consideration. Further there are social issues that need to find a more reasonable outlet for discussion and civics.
I was at Falk Medical Library in 1984. My vocal history of detailed suspicion about the hand of Jonas Salk in AIDS is clear and well represented by my corpus. The barrage of lab sci plagues that have hit us are twisting the knife but typically psychiatric license is so strong that it amounts to CDC’s contribution to martial law. When the roster of issues is formatted incorrectly it is impossible to click off the decibel register. Meanwhile the government masters engage in surreal, experimental mutilation.
Among the quandaries is the Trumpytune-Putinese agreement to abide worship of MIsterRogers, so putin a good word for them as they howl of following every REM, because of this! they cream it was necessary for NeoNATO to take measures.
Monkeypox is a consideration for social reasons. UWDialectical is ravaging carpets and has been for decades demanding license to spread disease among people who aren’t contagious. It is a ravenous study in the tyranny of greed as a form of social kleptomania. Nothing can control them. Being confirmed in helping their own killers will simply make them more bloodthirsty, following Michel Foucault’s crazed dictum: If you wash they will be offended.
It isn’t sensitive but it is very MisterRogers.