♠ 117th Militia ♠
REGIMENTAL COMBAT TEAM
Family and Freedom over flag
© 2002 PSYWAR Office 117th Militia Regimental Combat Team
5 January 2002, Vol. 3, No. 14
Terrorists alert! The Prophet warns! Don't let them herd your families together into Oliver North's concentration camps or anywhere else. Do not let them herd you together. Do not let them take you from your homes! Be armed! Be ready! Refuse! Assemble to defend your families and your homes! They are psychologically primed to mass murder your families. Those who die quickly will be the lucky ones.
12/5/1 c. 0830: WTOP-1500 AM:
12/6/1 1201: WTOP-1500 AM: fat cat Senator Pat Leahy, Democrat,
12/9/1 The plot to mass murder you in the sky is
called Operation Noble Eagle. Noble
Eagle. You are the shit to be flushed
down the toilet of the rich en mass, the government and its gutless morons sans
morals are "Noble Eagles".
They'll be decorated and when they die, buried in
12/9/1 Large photo in Baltimore Sun of Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld holding out his hands to show that they were clean. Yesterday Attorney General John Ashcroft said: "Taking peoples rights in gradual steps is not violating their civil rights". Typical bloodthirsty Republican thinking.
12/10/1 1305: WTOP-1500 AM: Washington, DC: a verdict is to be pronounced on
hyenaette Stephanie Moore for unleashing its bloodthirsty German shepherd law
enforcement police dog on two homeless men.
Why did they bother to take it to court?
You already know the verdict. And
the all-American morons whine and pine, "Why, oh why did the United
12/12/1 1855: WQSR-102.7 FM: Big ol' fat Don O'Brien had a contestant call in. "What's the first rule of live radio?" he asked.
"Don't say anything nasty," the fellow replied, humiliated for the asking.
O'Brien, like the rest of these DJs, (dirty jerks), are so afraid someone will get on the air and speak the truth. He's insulted and hung up on Men who called in answer to an off-color question fatty itself asked. Further proof that the media, especially its radio ring-asses, are doing a bang-up job of protecting you from the proof.
0850: WRNR-103.1 FM, news:
The tide has turned, people. This is the storm. The Tribunals follow despite the bang-up job the media does in protecting you from the truth.
WJFK-1300 AM, (et al.): Our opinion is that the Partnership for a Drug Free America is a pie-eyed coagulation of bung-sniffers, drips that had they lives they would not know what to do with them. Their anti-drug PSA aimed against youth is designed to hate not help. For years the twitches have been exposing lies, prejudice, ignorance and hate mongering about youth to the public, little better than pie-eyed twitches themselves.
12/17/1 WNST-1570 AM: Boy worried about people cussing on his sports web site.
I/O 12/18/1 0806: WTOP-1500 AM: Richy Rich plans to appoint ass-lickers to high office while the Senate is recessed. The piece-of-shit in the Oval Orifice appoints its rich ass-lickers with a stroke of a pen, yet the moronic people think they're free. There's little hope.
(S) BT** 12/19/1 3 MAX, "The Arrival", © 1996: Rated PG-13 but not for depravity a completely naked Mexican animal is aired as well as full ass-slits, a nipple and various tit exposures. Note at top.
1603: WWLG-1360 AM, news:
12/20/1 44 COM, Saturday Nite Live (Episode with the band Hole), DOO:
BT** 1259: buxom blonde VJ leaps onto a male straddling it with its legs, ass-cheek sagging. Then it rolls on the floor, jacks open its legs and freezes. Completely naked ass except for a string over its filthy stinking pestholes and up its crack. Cunt mound. Note at top.
BT 1301: Saturday Nite Live (Episode with JD), DOO: close-up(s) of VJ's ˝-n tits bending over.
1337: ad: American Original, scent for women, tits and dirty dancing.
Tomorrow Congress gives $250,000 to surviving "family members"
of the survivors of the terrorists attacks.
Even to queers and cunt-lappers.
The seedy greedy Congress reduces us
to the cesspool of its existence.
They must agree not to sue the
Our Capitalist Utopia
1) We are starved, and beaten with pig clubs.
2) The pigs can tell living from dead, guilty from innocent, at a glance but can't find the murderer of a child in a rich family of four.
3) Federal agencies vie with local agencies to become the most depraved.
4) Defend and mend? It's divide, bend and rend.
5) No mediaoid will curse the pigs. When did they ever? Media monkeys lick shit off pig assholes. They wanna suck their dicks and cunts. The media trivializes, popularizes, neutralizes.
6) They must pay for their crimes against the people.
7) Black-robed turds called judges have always licked shit off'n pig assholes.
8) Domestic man is bound to an image. That image is a shitty rag called a flag, worshipped by weak willed subhumans who do not have the guts to say no, therefore do not have the guts to be Human Beings. Sown by the Elohim, tended by the rich, who do not work, the Patriotoids found rank fields of noxious depravity ripe for the plucking. The compost of patriotism allowed the natural depravity of patriots to luxuriate.
9) Crime against the people including rape, torture and murdering babies is routine. (In the screenplay but the patriots are working on it.)
12/29/1 WJFK-1300 AM, The Lawyer Show:
want Dignity, Peace, Freedom and Justice in
A Hard Rain's A-gonna Fall
As you already knew, the joy boys overflowed like a toilet with fulsome and sickening praise for secret kangaroo military murders. They want to suck off Ashcroft and the Injustice Department I have no doubts. Rhetorical question: How do these jolly joy boys feel about the government mass murdering you in the skies?
I/O A Baltimore City Man, framed by
No cursing of the system that did this, the system that murders so many innocent People and lets the pestholes run naked on the streets. The lawyers, of course, oozed praise for the system. Curse? Hell! they didn't care an innocent Man was caged 27 years. They were overjoyed at the system! the system! the system! The degenerates slobbered to suck judges and their fascist-hyenas off. And the cowards/patriots used this as an example of the fairness of secret kangaroo military trials and executions. How? What's the connection?
As you see by the BT* Injustice/Oppression listing we don't feel this is an occasion for ass-licking but ass-kicking. Unlike lawyers we do not find this as an occasion for shit-sucking but to flush the judicial toilet. The purge will include all responsible. There are none more dangerous and depraved than those in the system! The purge will be legal!
Question: If the trials are going to be righteous, why must they be hidden?
No dignity, no guts, no integrity, no glory, same story.
Lawyers are why you live in fear of bluecoats and other government queers. Lawyers are why you have almost no Freedom. Lawyers are why the United Nations repealed your country's Human Rights Certificate. You want Dignity, Peace, Freedom, Justice, Guts and Glory? Slaughter all the lawyers. Now there's a story. Fill Oliver North's camps up with them then flush 'em out. Then fill 'em up again. Then flush 'em out. And let's keep doing that until the last patriot is dead and the New World Order is a fart in the Tornado of Justice.
Who is more foolish, the boy afraid of the dark or the Man afraid of the light?
In the conservative region far from the chaotic edge, individual elements coalesce slowly, showing no clear pattern.
—Ian Malcolm (Michael Crichton).
What you don't use you lose.
Happy New Year!
I/O 1/2/2 0802: WTOP-1500 AM: At airports the crass and ill-bred nazi-commies, incapable of learning and obtaining social grace, many of whom can't speak American, are randomly frisking people and forcing them to remove their shoes.
It's merely a matter of routine.
I/O 1/3/2 1003: WWLG-1360 AM, news: A man was given 21 months for lying to the FBI. This obscene. The FBI is not yet a court. These people are not under oath. This requires justice.
(F) c. 2400 GMT: 5.974 MHz BBC World Service, news: The United Nations
has proof that 52 civilians including 25 children and 10 women were murdered
when you bombed a village in
Why do they hate you? Let me count the ways. But I can't count the ways. Not without help. I would need a larger staff. Truman and Eisenhower's Cuba; Eisenhower's
Korea, Nicaragua, Guatemala, etc.; Johnson and Nixon in Vietnam, Latin America,
South America, Africa, Indonesia, etc.
Will you assholes ever learn? They fear that you will. That's why most never get to read this newsletter. The media is doing a bang-up job of protecting you from the truth.
September eleventh, two-thousand-one, a day the rich fear you'll forget.
The most depraved congressperson gets hundreds of times the benefits of the most shattered veteran. Yet veterans are stripped of their benefits if found guilty of a felony while congresspersons, who destroy millions of lives, suffer... nothing. Merely getting elected to that den of inequity makes them and all their families millionaires. When a chinless wonder is found guilty of a felony or just being a creep, it should not only be tarred, feathered, driven out of town on a rail, perhaps burned at the stake, but it should be stripped of all benefits including retirement. All of it! Prior to the crime and after!
Congress should not be paid by the federal government. Neither should the essentials of office be provided by the federal government. Bottom line is, no elected official should be paid. If anything they should pay for the privilegii based on their wealth.
What you've come across is a long standing policy of airports. You don't shit in the shitter unless the loser that licks the toilets clean says you can. You can be arrested for that as former DC Mayor Marion Barry learned.
The Prophet Mastodon's feeling better. He sends his best wishes for the New Year. “May it be the year of our liberation.”
The Hammer of the Witch
Wafted on a moony beam
In the canoe of destiny
Paddle forbidden on that stream
A yahoo strong the best in me
Churning an augur to ream
Not even an oarlock
Cranes by the flock
Skeleton trees hooty hoo!
Caved beneath barren boughs
In the bosom bowered
I stepped ashore to screeching owls
The huddled witches glowered
Witches sigh and witches groan
Around the cauldron piss and moan
Rings three counterrevolution
Sweetly oiled machined devolution
"Fungus among us."
"Have fun debung us."
"He be de witless witness."
"He be de shitless pissless."
"Coven woven chant'n cant."
"Freaks'n neaks rave'n rant."
"Power powder in the pot."
"Closely gather see what wrought."
The Earth shook and critters booked
Got hat out of town
Caught a plane and flagged a train
No one breathed a sound
She came through the trees
A pleased disease
To show me the world they made
That with ease a redolent breeze
Their graves to grease
That I would even be paid
Hecate fair sprinkled a pinch
Giggled'n wiggled gravy wrench
Sparkles tickle tingle burst
The troubled pot bubbled worst
Blackened melting pot fell curst
Shimmied and shook
Flapping like a fish on hook
Gypsy of the blade: look look look!
Seething soup toadstool rose
Upon the top an ankh it froze
Balm your ears, hold your nose
Say your prayers and touch your toes
Upon the ankh a temple sat
Robes'n smoke'n pus-eyed cat
And a great blue heron cacking
Flew low the trees a-hacking
Little sheeple fat and dumb
For the rotund butcher plum
Breathing in the sludge she raised
Smashed 'em flat to end their days
Flatter'n a flea
Without a thought or single worry
Hurry, scurry, hurry'n curry
They call her the Mushroom Huntress
She hunts by the light of the Moon
They call her the Mushroom Huntress
Those critters with a spoon
And crossbow, Oh no! Ah so!
In a chop suey soon.
"An oath forsake
Take a rake
On coals shovel and thank her.
"Creeping banker suckin' onna tanker
Of sludge I drudge
Spitting on a budge or
Reeking corporate nazi
Queer judges packin' fudges
In their pudges with plunger handles
Roto Rooter toot toot tooter
To the camps with black robed scandals
Pilot the big mean Green Machine
Over their prostrate bodies
Feet to head, popcorn worms
Squirm squirm squirms
To lard greasing the asphalt
Historical mob craving power
Brotherhood bitter dregs by kegs
I think you'll need a tower
Up ya trellis tell us
Moses poses with Mahomet
Mahatma with Mahound
Smile as I do frown
An iron bottle of urine
Your foe gives you to drink
A softball and a cricket ticket
For a carnival of flesh
Dropping a quarter in the iron-faced
Fortune telling machine
Squawking materialistic platitudes
Of true love'n crap
Pap about all you're going to have
Enrapt hearing of
All the shit you'll have
To thee free be."
"Let me see if I've got this right.
"The carney's ace devil dog Hobo
Fire breathing barks white bursts
Hoses their hairy knees
And shinny shin shin
N'chinny chin chin
Plastered they drool
When Selene, lady, dances the Seven Veils
Thinking themselves free."
"Yes'n give over unto:
Morpheus came through juggling
Three coconuts and a honey dew
His electronic blizzard
Cancers cooperate gizzard
Of fuzz a static buzz
Cuz, static in the attic wuz."
Music welling between the swelling
Ears for fears
Scurry behind the encyclopedias
Blinded by colors of psycho medias
Deafened by the bells in Hell's Dells."
"Oh, I get it.
Sermon us down business boys
You bein' so moral'n all
Words to enslave from rappin' corpses
Dummies on the knees of dummies
Get without it
No gravy on you mashy taidy
And a row of icicles
From the awning pending
Now you know that
At long last you know
You slobbered on
A fake baby stillborn
Vapid like a dud."
Per scallop lousy preachers
Leechers in the bleachers
Lechers in the peppers
In breeches on deck, or stiff
As usual in the john
Readin' one-hand magazines
No mercy, Percy
Poems from Potsherds © 2000 by Regimental Poet Youngman Grant.