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  113. <div align="center"><img src="/images/09hiyfdff48gc8nbvmkhttyvcfyg.png" width="500" /></div><br>I am good.  Jesus is the computer I use to build this website.  <br><br><div align="center">
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  118. <div align="center"><img src="/images/YUPYUPc8nbvmttyvcfyg.png" width="500" /></div><br>Here's the thing about the filth that I'm living in.  Two things actually: the second one is that the bug spray they sprayed the other day seems to have encouraged the bed bugs to get up off the floor into the beds instead of staying on the floor and dying in the poison.  I have woken up with them crawling on my body four nights in a row and last night was the worst night, and living in a permament bath of bug spray is probably giving me cancer or rotting my testicles.  It is absolutely repulsive to me and I expect that an agent of daesh residing in the dorm with me is bringing in bags of bed bugs and releasing them.  The room isn't that big and the cinder block walls and concrete floors are sealed with newish paint and don't have any cracks for them to hide in but we have not made a dent in the population at all.  There are fully grown live bed bugs on me every night.  <br><br>  The main thing is this: I do have the option to sleep on the ground outside but I don't really have winter gear and I don't want to sleep outside over the winter.  If I check back into the shelter every day then I can keep my bed but if I miss it one day then I have to start lining up at 5am every day to try to get back in.  The staff guy at this morning's peptalk said there were 60 people waiting outside this morning.  I don't know how many beds were available, probably two or three meaning that it could take months to get back in with no guarantees even then.  This is going to be big problem if the staff make up another false predicate on which to kick me out like they did last month.  This filth is fucking disgusting and I hate it but I would probably hate it more freezing my ass off and getting sick over the winter with no insurance and no home in which to convalesce.  <br><br> The other night I woke and felt something on my thumb.  I grabbed it and took it into the light to examine it.  It was a dead, dried husk of dead bed bug meaning that someone put it on me when I was asleep.  I will kill everyone in there just to be sure that I killed whoever was doing it.  It is likely the person who sleeps on the top bunk in my bunk bed or else the person who takes down my draped sheet to point his camera at me. I keep finding the dead bed bug husks on my sheets right at that same corner where top bunk guy hoists himself to where he sleeps on top of me.  If it was just gunk from his shoe then I would expect to find various forms of detritus there where his shoes get on my bedsheets but that is not the case.  The only thing that I see there, several times, not every day, is the husk of a single dried bed bug.<br><br> I hate that I sleep in a tight huddle with a pile of of hobos, but it still seems better than sleeping outside during the winter.  I put up a sheet around me so I can't see the ugly face of the other guy one foot away from me but they pull it down while I sleep so I have to wake up to his disgusting face or his camera aperature. <br><br> Maybe instead of giving Weinstein money for a hotel to rape women in or molest my niece they could give me money for a hotel room in which to quietly work on my manuscript.  Before you say, "That's different!  HW earned that money," don't forget that the only reason he has a career is probably because his cousin (brother?) married my dad's sister.  I earned plenty of money, you just won't give it to me.  My discovery isn't the greatest discovery since Einstein, it is the greatest discovery overall and you are treating me like an asshole while you send the beautiful women and money to people like HW.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  120. <div align="center"><img src="/images/f1e2a8e6309hahafuckyousuckaf499a04bdf611214.jpg" width="500" /></div><br>"America is going bankrupt on such and such a date."<br><br>  This is a popular meme.  I wonder if there were "national" losses on October 19, 1987 that were mitigated with the common financial instrument known as a 30 year mortgage.  Surely at the national level they can juggle the monthly payment of $0 with creative accounting but can they juggle that past the date of maturity? <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  122. <div align="center"><img src="/images/09hYUPYUPc8nbvmkhttyvcfyg.png" width="500" /></div><br> I can see how Helene and Joe and/or whoever the other real villains are can see why they would have thought that they could steal my throne.  To them the power structure must have looked like some random group of people who never accomplished anything important in their lives so they thought the whole thing was just some BS and no one really deserved any of it so they might as well steal what I deserved.  Obviously that was untrue and while God put them in the position where it had that appearance to them, God never put me in that position.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  124. <div align="center"><img src="/images/f1e2a8e6309354bdf611214.jpg" width="500" /></div><br>Thirty years ago.  This week in history.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  126. <div align="center"><img src="/images/8t86f4s3qauvf4.jpg" width="500" /></div><br> I recently watched the movie Gifted.  It was very good.  The little girl looks very much like my sister Jenna's daughter Marley.  The actress' name is McKenna Grace and I think it is pretty easy to pull McKenna out of Marley + Jenna.  Then Grace would put a nice veneer on her professional career to state the opposite of its real purpose to pimp her out to the lecherous pedophile versions of Harvey Weinstein that movieland is allegedly full of.  The context leading up to that last part is the topic of this post which may have been originally motivated by me confusing a real person Marley with a different persona McKenna.   <br><br>  I went to visit Joe in Savannah a few years ago.  This was right before he and Helene started collaborating again to file that fraudulent affidavit that I have referred to very many times.  While I was in Savannah one night over the weekend he asked what I wanted for dinner.  I told him whatever he had was fine and he looked in the freezer.  He asked me if I wanted some sausages and I said that would work.  Then he was like, "Oh boy!  You sure are my son if you like sausages nom nom nom nom...," and it was obvious he was talking about dicks.  I can't be sure if this was the main person I call Joe or not.  I had only seen him once in many years (or maybe zero times) and on this occasion in Savannah his beard was cut very short and I had never seen him like that.  Also, my sister Erin said he had his moles removed a few years earlier so even if it was him, between the shaved face and missing moles it could have been anyone.<br><br>  They eventually let me out of the mental hospital and I was trying to give Joe the benefit of the doubt to assume that Helene had twisted his arm into betraying his own son with some leverage more important to him than me.  I went down to Warner Robins some months later for Thanksgiving.  Joe emphatically repeated to me a few times that the house we were having lunch at was "Debbie's" house which I thought was odd because I don't know any Debbies.  Now I guess it could have been DWS, or it could have been a BB code word for an all purpose recreation house.  I saw Amber Franks at the lunch and though I hadn't seen her in a very long time about the first thing she said to me was, "Hi Jon!  Do ya like sausages!?!?"  I thought she was also talking about dicks and I told her no although I she could have been talking about something completely unrelated to a man's penis.  <br><br>  It was maybe the next day or soon after that Joe, Karen, Erin, Jenna, and Jenna's kids and maybe some others were hanging out at Joe's house.  Joe was playing with some silly putty and I saw that he was molding it into a fairly anatomical penis with prominent ridge features around the frenulum.  I thought he was just just making another gay joke but then he said, "Hey Marley come here," and he handed it to her.  She took it from him and when she looked at it she was surprised or even shocked or stunned.  Her demeanor instantly changed from happy little girl to sad little girl and it pissed me off.  <br><br>  Then it was either that Christmas or the next one and I went to Warner Robins again (Kathleen actually) and on Christmas day they were all doing presents.  Marley got some little kitchen play set and she opened it and was checking it out.  She pulled out little plastic broccoli, then little plastic fried eggs, and then when she pulled out the little plastic sausage she got pissed off and declared quite precociously, "I don't like sausages!"  Little girls shouldn't have those kinds of problems and I was the only one of several people in the room who thought it was awkward as fuck.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  134. <div align="center"><img src="/images/main-qimg-6a1b43fd939ad7764ff56cdb95882872-c.jpg" width="500" /></div><br> <font size=7>W-87: 0.5 Mt<br>W-80: 500.0 Mt</font> <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  136. <div align="center"><img src="/images/0999a99hgiy8gc8yg.png" width="500" /></div><br> I was noticing that the non-bible has some code in it too.  For instance, when the agent of the science guys was talking with me about physics he told me that the biggest nuclear payload on a bomb is about 500Mt.  That is the W-80 warhead.  W-80 warhead sounds like a code and even ICBM has some code in it.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  139. <div align="center"><img src="/images/0999s999hgiy8gc8yg.png" width="500" /></div><br>   I was seeing in the bible code where the book where God gives horrible treatment to his faithful servant, for the purposes of appeasing Satan, was called job.  I also see the two kings: the King of Ass and the King of Babies.  Then within Babylon, there is the King of Babylon and also the Whore of Babylon.  I wonder if the Book of Job is chronologically before Satan's rebellion, or maybe part of it.  I noticed that Jacob kept flocks, and I have speculated that Jacob who changed his name to Israel is also sometimes called Satan in the Bible, whose root word is almost certainly Babylon.  The first thing that happened in Job's tribulations was that raiders came and stole his flocks and killed the people who were tending them.  Who ended up with those flocks?  I bet it was Israel.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  144. "The reporter asked the actor why the actor’s son had set up a GoFundMe page to pay for a car he had crashed instead of asking his dad for the money."</a> <br><br> This one was very memey for me.  <br><br>Maybe the son is the King of Babylon and the dad got a hold of the son's money when the son was a child but then never gave it to him (or never told him that he was in fact the King of Babylon) and is instead presenting some lie like, "I am the King of Babylon, not him," or, "Oh he doesn't want the money.  He likes to never have money to pay for the things he wants and he likes to have to be a slave in a job that he hates just to eat and pay rent.  He prefers to shoplift food when the money runs out instead of just using his own money that is in my bank account instead of his for some reason even though he's almost 40.  These days he even wants to be homeless."  If that was hypothetical me in that hypothetical scenario then those would all be lies.  Then when the reporter calls attention to the situation that implies that son doesn't understand the real money situation the father gets angry about his own lies.   Also, if the money was in the son's account but the father was committing bank fraud and never told the son about the accout then that would explain why Helene was trying to seize my assets after she and Joe used a fraudulent affidavit to have me hauled off to the mental hospital.  <br><br>  On a related note: When I threw away my remaining money after not being allowed to board my flight to Israel from JFK the police called Joe.  I think it is ridiculous that they threatened to haul me off to the mental hospital if I didn't give them my mommy or daddy's phone number but indeed they did so threaten me.  I was greatly surprised that Joe agreed to give me some money to get back to Atlanta.  I wonder if he was obligated to do it and needed to say yes because it was the police that called him instead of just me who he could have said no to.  I would have said there was less than a 1% chance of Joe agreeing to give me some money and I was very surprised and I am grateful because I would have been in a bad spot if he didn't.  I remember I asked him to give me some money for college once when I was an undergraduate and he said no because he didn't have any money.  That was in the same semester that he paid for Erin's complete tuition bill because she was doing so poorly that she lost her Hope scholarship.  (I was getting A's in my classes at that time.) <br><br> If Joe (or Helene (or anyone)) is under some obligation to give me money then a simple statement to that effect would get me out of this homeless bullshit pretty quick.  Helene and Joe have both refused to give me money on many occasions and I understand that they are not obligated to give me anything.  If someone knows otherwise please let me know.   Also, since there are many Joes, please specify which one is the one who would be obligated and I how I can confirm that I am contacting that one and not some other Joe imposter like the ones I've encountered lately.  Perhaps it was one of the other Joes who gave me the money when I was in NY and I was right that the other Joe would not have done that.  I was emailing Joe not too long ago and I was asking him to clarify some of his pronouns.  I eventally asked something like, "When you say 'I' are you referring to Joseph George David Tooker?," and he answered, "That's the one.  Your father," and I felt pretty sure he was being lawyerly in his language to avoid making the precise clarifications I was requesting.  <br><br>  In any case, this news story might have nothing to do with any of this.  I was just saying that I saw a meme on it.   <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  153. <div align="center"><img src="/images/jif9sduhgiy8gc8yg.png" width="500" /></div><br>Today I was wondering if some faggot put his dick in my ass after he drugged me and since it is in my mind all day I suppose it probably did happen.  I dreamt one night years ago that Jacaré (or someone--I'm going to start saying person X when I have a negative connotation to report) and some flaming homosexual Randy who makes t-shirts were in my apartment and Randy climbed on top of me to have anal sex with me.  I thought it was a dream because in real life there was no way they would have been in my apartment but that dream has been on my mind today so maybe they were drugging me at home too. I know for a fact that the Emily Hancock persona broke into my locked apartment there in Dunwoody, whoever put the cum in my toothpaste did too, and whoever would switch the good weed I would buy for some inferior weed did too.  Not to mention the sperm agent who said to me, "I'm the one who has been taking the sperm," after they started calling me El Arcón. Therefore person X and Randy may have broken in too, or more likely given themselves a key because the office staff are the acolytes of the cult that they manage.  <br><br> I was complaining to the people at the homeless shelter today about how after having so much trouble finding a good looking woman that would be with me for free in recent years I eventually settled for prostitution but even then my experiences were totally unsatisfactory.  My "career" was therefore also unsatisfactory because I could not convert the little cash I had on hand after paying my bills into the affections of a woman.  I wonder if they drugged me and took pictures of their actions to say, "We don't need to send him good looking women, see he's gay.  Here's a picture of me fucking him."  I made the comment that I am not gay and one of the guys in here John, who looks very much like Joe, gave me this look like, "No that's not right," as if the file he read that says I am gay supercedes the absolute fact that I do not want to have sex with men and in general do not enjoy the casual company of men.  Homosexual means attracted to men so let me declare it here forever: no matter what weird videos I watch on rare occasion or what I otherwise do at home alone, I have no attraction to men.  I have no desire whatsoever to have sex with a man.  I wonder what was in the file he read.<br><br> In my many desperate attempts to obtain the affections of a good looking woman in recent years I was only able to do so with one woman who I recently called KJ and Antoine's girl.  My experiences with her contributed the "Hands of God" episode of Black Jesus.  She came over on Friday and agreed to come back on Sunday.  I saved my energy (as it were) on Saturday and Sunday when I usually release my energy every day because I wanted to blow a big load all over her pretty face.  However, she refused to return for some reason and I have wondered if the prostitute that did arrive that evening was actually a man with his penis and balls cut off.  I did achieve release with that person very quickly and I wonder if they sent a man to me that day knowing that I was in a state of exceptional energy retention so that they could say, "See? He's a fucking faggot like us.  Look how fast he came with this pent up energy compared to normal when he didn't save it special for the girl but then we sent a man with his dick and balls cut off instead."  <br><br>I am not a faggot like them and I am not gay at all.  I wonder why John who looks so much like Joe shook his head in disagreement with me when I said it this afternoon.  I will be eager to make a vigorous inquiry.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  157. <div align="center">  <a href=" http://vixra.org/abs/1307.0075  "> <img src="/images/jif9sduhgi8d98y8gc8yg.png" width="500" /></a></div><br>The story Helene told me about the day she got married is this.  She got married to Joe Tooker and in that same dual wedding ceremony Joe's sister Doris got married to Richard Weinstein so altogether it was two Jews and two Catholics getting married in one wedding.  I think it is a common last name but it has had a lot of memes on it lately what with Eric Weinstein being the agent of the theory stealers and Yehuda Weinstein being a person of interest in Israel's ongoing corruption scandal.<br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  159. <div align="center"><img src="/images/ewtusghzgi3srtuw7996e7timize.gif" width="500" /></div><br>I have had some terrible customer service experiences at the library this week.  They are going out of their way to make it hard for me to sit quietly and work on my book which is a serious crime in my eyes since their actions are purely malicious in nature.  I expect to sentence several of the employees here to torture when I take over the government.  If there at that time exists a legal framework in which I can execute judgement on all people then I think it is likely that I will kill all their friends and family before turning them over into their own torture where they can bask in the knowledge that I have already killed everyone who might care about their prolonged suffering.  However, if there are some redeeming qualities, not simply neutral qualities, to be found among the friends and relatives I will take those into consideration.  I expect there will be no such qualities and that these employees exists in a familial and social network of likeminded infidels.  Also, pic related, look at this fool who thought he should get real close to The Lion to take his picture.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  162. <div align="center"><img src="/images/[[]d1ws3asnubiyft7d86gq223.PNG" width="500" /></div><br> Be advised: whenever my situation improves the first question I will have is this: "Why didn't you improve my situation last week?"  You better have a good answer lined up.  Something like, "The guy from Exide or the guy who put the cum in your toothpaste said we should let you persist in that condition," isn't going to qualify as what I call a good answer.  I would probably sentence you to death for making that excuse.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  168. <div align="center"><img src="/images/jif9sduhht8tuggef9a7sgc8yg.png" width="500" /></div><br>  Sometimes I wonder if these people around me are purely antogonizing me or if they are antagonizing me and saying that I have to get used to being around them.  That would be another example of a fool failing to look beyond his own horizon to consider that crowds of people being something they have to deal with does not mean it is something I am going to have to deal with in my life.  I will put them in their places and get my solitude.  I do not like their company.  If I liked hanging out off the mat I wouldn't have stayed home all the time while I had one.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  172. <div align="center"><img src="/images/fireojh87t6rtard760879862.png" width="500" /></div><br> <a href="http://www.zerohedge.com/news/2017-10-09/unsealed-cia-memos-provide-shocking-salt-pit-black-site-details" >Internal admissions of "blatant disregard for ethics": CIA contracted psychologists' ethics were questioned even by colleagues. They "have both shown blatant disregard for the ethics shared by almost all of their colleagues." </a> <br><br> See... my issue with the colleagues is that their ethics told them all that they should continue to cooperate with the organization that was supporting Jim and Bob.  Among other things, I believe those colleagues will come to the eventual conclusion that they themselves have blundered as severely as Jim and Bob have blundered, if not more severely.  (I will help them reach this conclusion.) <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  174. <div align="center"><img src="/images/5192712+_7590cf62f94a0ff9c20de074c3f5b94d.jpg" width="333" /></div><br>  ...when the Court of Scientology says it may reverse my conviction when it never had authority over me to begin with.  <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  176. <div align="center"><img src="/images/jif9s8yg9eyg9ht8tuggef9a7sgc8yg.png" width="500" /></div><br>  The lady was giving me beef about all the times I've said the N word.  If she thinks me saying it means anything more than that I like it as a curse word then she is a fool.  She has failed to look beyond her own horizon to consider that just because that word is a big deal to her then it does not follow that it also has to be a big deal to me.  It is not a big a deal to me and I don't care if it is a big deal to her.  I understand she doesn't want me to call her that or say it around her and I don't.  Her idea that only racists say it in a country where we have free speech and in a life where God gave us all free will is completely stupid.  The idea she was grasping for was that only a racist would say it with a malicious spirit in a context where it would offend someone. <br><br> The fact that she became offended when she looked through illegal surveillance logs is indicative of her own unwillingness to respect my privacy as a manifestation of her wishing to have her own privacy respected.  She is the one who does not treat others as she would like to be treated and it is her fault that the steps she took in that regard led to her being offended.  Fuck you bitch, I don't care if you got offended.  Next time maybe you'll mind your business.  <br><br>I don't say it much.  If I do it is what I call bad drivers.  Her conclusion that I do not treat other people the way that I would like to be treated because I said the N word dozens of times does not follow.  It demonstrates an inferior critical analysis in her reasoning and is likely reflective of her own negativity.  Also, that is a fucking joke how infrequently I say it and if you make a distribution of how much people say it, of all races, I am way down at the low end.  Also, since I am the King of Babylon that means I am also the King of the Congo and if the Congolese can say it without her getting her panties in bunch then so can I... and even then I don't really ever say it.  I don't ever recall ever saying it in a mean way even once though I may have.  It is not a big deal to me so it would not have been a big memory in the story of my life. <br><br> Even if I was at the high end of the N word sayers distribution that would only prove that I like to say it which is completely different than someone who uses it in a mean way when they do not treat other people the way that they would like to be treated.  She has projected her own racist bullshit onto me.  I do not have any racist bullshit of my own.  Unless you're a nice looking woman I don't care what you look like.  I use curse words.  That's the only conclusion that she could she could have come to reasonably and yet she has chosen to ignore all of the actions in my life to hone in on a few utterances which let her get mad about what she wants to get mad about.  It is stupid.  I don't care what you look like (or what organization you belong to.)  I care if you treat other people the way that you would like to be treated.  All of my actions support this conclusion and all of my words do too. <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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  178. <div align="center"><img src="/images/fireojh87t6r8fulretard760879862.png" width="500" /></div><br>  It is beyond fucking ridiculous that the staff in the homeless shelter keep telling me that I can't sit quietly working on my book and blog to actually be productive but instead I, a Jew, have to go listen to the social worker talk about Christianity.  How does the homeless shelter's services program not provide a place where I can sit quietly and do my work but instead insist that I waste my time in a state of unproductive inactivity?  (Actually they do provide plenty of places like this but every time I try to use one lately someone says, "You can't be productive, go take life advice from the social worker instead.")  Why do they insist that I waste my time listening to their amateur sermons designed for drug addicts, felons, and people with other problems besides the one I have about being the object of derision of the world-spanning Jewish conspiracy?  It makes no sense that I every time I sit down to actually be productive and do something good for my life, and incidentally good for all of humanity due to the scale of my particular endeavors, the staff here say, "You can't sit quietly and be productive, you have to go waste your time listening to people preach their religion to you."<br><br>
  179. Particularly KJ has been a real bitch about it lately so I will say a little more about him.  On the day I got suspended from the shelter I got called from the dorm down to the office where Antoine (I think) was wearing the KJ costume.  As I said before, that night I got suspended for a single night but when I came back the staff said I was suspended for two weeks by KJ.  I expect that the real KJ, if there is one, was the one who changed Antoine's single night suspension into the two weeks I spent sleeping on the ground.  So why are they fucking with me?  I can speculate.<br><br>  On a particular day about a month ago I was sitting in one of the preaching sessions and Antoine was the speaker.  He was talking about Jesus and the Samaritan woman and how through Jesus' treatment of the woman, the woman was able to go back and convert the whole village.  When he was saying it the context that I thought he was intimating was that after I made his girl cum so hard she went back and converted all of them to stop hating me.  Obviously that was a lie because she came back with her same bullshit two more times after I made her cum providing successively worse services each time. <br><br> You know how I made her cum?  I rubbed her clit.  It's not fucking rocket science.  No one ever rubbed her clit for the five minutes it took to make her cum and that probably called attention to the general principle under which that group of people does not treat other people the way they want to be treated.  So I expect that the reason KJ and Antoine harbor resentment toward me and keep trying to stop me from working, either on my book or my blog, which I believe are both leading me toward a future state on non-homelessness, is because they know their girl likes the way I fuck better than the way they fuck.  If I hadn't made their girl cum when they never did would they be whining about me sitting quietly while I wait for the library to open?  I doubt it.  <br><br>  Furthermore, I went to college in downtown Atlanta 2003-2007 and lived in adjacent midtown for most of 2003-2012 and I never had a problem with black people going out of their way to fuck with me.  That started after <a href=" http://2occatl.net/images/Original_Guy_Fawks_mask_from_V_for_Vendetta_(540ugur0848923).jpg "><u>November 5</u></a>, 2011 when I started protesting for social justice and equity in general.  Since I live in Atlanta and was occupying a park literally on Auburn Avenue I called a lot of attention to what I see as the raw deal black people get these days and in history.  So here is what you can do: ask yourself if you are like KJ and Antoine who now for some reason hate me or if you are like lots of other people who liked that I was protesting for justice. <br><br> It is a well known fact that the civil rights movement practically headquartered on Auburn Avenue failed due to the cointelpro programs of the government.  Therefore if you want to know if your own gang/clique/whatever is in the reporting hierarchy that leads to the racist government programs that want to see the black community destroy itself you can ask yourself this: "Did we suddenly start hating JT after he diverted the whole course of his life to speak on our behalf and the behalf of other oppressed groups?"  If the answer is no then it is likely that your gang/clique/whatever is in the reporting hierarchy of a positive community minded organization.  If the answer is yes then you are some dumb fucking asshole working toward your own destruction to the delight of the racists that hate you.    <br><br><hr><hr><hr>
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