Here are just more thoughts that need to be blogged.
~I’ve read how those related by blood-line are “applicants” who want to belong to a nation of tax-exempt freeloaders. They are flatly denied. And they continue to argue “reparation” or some sort of justice for their lands being taken away by invaders.
~I am guessing (or at least somewhat aware) that this latest one is a front or asset from the third and last set of alphabet letters. For example, he could be a “fellow brother” from several images and other hints I’ve picked up, as well as in the way his “username” was created and then deleted.
~Yes. I can tell that chaos is created, much like love and romance. Yuch! So I too would just sit back and enjoy the theater and watch the numb-skulls full of mush make fools of themselves by stealing, looting, killing, destroying, and doing other bad things that would make me want to bring out my big leather belt and whoop your behinds!
~As for the former of two sets of alphabet-lettered drone, I contacted that one and they covered an entity and pals belonging to a VERY powerful religious organization. It’s not like they are skedaddling for fun. Nay! They and those three letters took me for a ride, locked me down and never to be heard or seen from ever again.
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Speaking of spooks, there were two black guys just roaming around in my neighborhood. The three of us were just returning from evening mass and turning left into my road when I had to stop for pedestrians of one Asian woman and a South Asian Indian couple and for motorist, one of which contained a black guy coming out of the right rear passenger window of this small sedan of white. He was signaling the other two black guys who were walking a toy poodle of white.
In a few minutes, we got ready to go out and eat at Kim Tar. I had tried to start my engine and the two black guys were roaming around again. But I accidentally pressed the “Panic” button of red. I thought it wasn’t working! And it took me a while to deactivated the sucker!
Oh, and the Mexicans from that cul-de-sac (block away) were having another party. They had a inflatable “castle” for the kids out front.