It was a song about Linda Eastman's ****** fiancé, Fred Watson, whom Paul McCartney had deliberately pushed off the back of a speeding motorcycle. Fred survived, married his half-sister, and became a John McCain impersonator. {Michael Jackson taught Paul McCartney several groovy pick-up lines. Michael knows what women need.}

I was ordering waffles at Denny's when a mountain lion broke free, and ate our waitress. I changed my order to pancakes. Even though the manager of Denny's was very nice, my orders said that he had to die.

as the **** of A.C./D.C. have degenerated eclectical currents ******
I stuff my both nostrils with onion skins to obliterate feeling sneezy
My bleeding heart has been knotted, contorted & tangled dead after
finding that Frederique van der Wal works as a bouncer called Fred
My old heart's been knotted, mangled & tangled dead after learning
that Frederique van der Wal knocks heads as a bouncer named Fred
I wanna be your lesbian play-thing in ways digestively pancreatical
until I am gynecologically unfit to be your **** purely diagnostical
as from within our vulvae sprout puffy cysts fleshed pseudocystical
that swing on the periphery of benignant wens gone neoplasmatical
in Chicago slaughter houses where each & every delicious pig *****
on old concrete floors that are made no less **** by porcine *******
that pop unpropped as popped polyp polypus polypusi possibly pop
in fashion with cryptical fashion that sits slower than soles at a stop

At the stinking tip top of this stinking garbage dump let's stinkingly
stand with stinking garbage in our 4 stinking hands, for the stinking
respect of whatever this stinking garbage dump stinkingly demands

O the bile! Horrible bile from each port! O the terror of the **** experience! O no, nobody wipes me. I'm a ****** twosome. Help, I'm in strange/deranged hypo-crises without my captivating album, Johnny Cash Inside a Swedish Prison. Yoko Tani died knowing that only a fool believes that it's possible to gauge a man's intellect by grading his responses to questions that were composed by the RAND corporation's think-tank lackeys. Americans stroll softly in spongy mindset with little-to-no residual quip. We're boozing it up on barbiturates. We're drowning in Lithium & following a death cult. For the sake of all that's become suddenly & conveniently holy: Lead by crumpled example, crumpled-example-leading leaders! Scar tissue is the completion of healing. Don't be lonely, give everybody a million dollars...Love rhymes with shove; love'll with shovel...I nail. I *****. I treat grandma respectfully.

Affluential/influential people say outlandish things that are meant to steer a gullible public. The late witch Margaret ****** started Planned Parenthood. Her insane ravings carry weight. Man doesn't know his origins but he's keen to philosophize, theorize and pontificate. There's no escaping the fact that Bob Dylan's unpleasant voice has forced many people into suicide.

How to boil a potato: Place an uncooked egg in a bowl. Put water in a ***. Heat water to a boil. Substitute 1 potato for 1 egg. Carefully put potato in boiling water.

I wonder if the Spikes: Milligan & Jones, were related by marriage? A woman called Fury, or maybe Furry, I'd certainly like to be made comfortable with sans the threat of recrimination, court improvement and the curse of throat-slice.

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Here on 2 limbs hobbles a 110-year-old pervert, Kirk Douglas, who
fugged fugging Marilyn Monroe fugless like 1 Aussie **** Kug lass
***** it tightly, sweet, slutty ***** in a perch from the lowest mast
with the queer **** who kicked in your teeth after you back-sassed
a family ******, I meant therapist, 47 centuries ago in the recent past
whilst kaffirs sold for a displaced value & **** got 'em lynched fast
as slaves were replacement-ready when white girls got them gassed
as ******* were placed steady when pink-titted girls had 'em gassed
as slaves were replaced already 'cause **** broads got them gassed
'cause any way you mounted it the leg-breakers struck a broken cast
from short shards of a super speedway's superficial asphaltical blast
that bombed big red dog Clifford's **** ½ so big as the 1 before last
so as to cover civilized folks & render traditional gay queers aghast
at the sick **** rumblings of organized colon-clutterer Thomas Nast
& his merrie band of coolies & ne're-do-wells routinely out-classed
dead Charles W. Fairbanks, his nephropathy & deeds done ½-assed
in 1909 when Wales appeared, to ****** ***** on dope, tall & vast
& open to the dirt-bag raunchiest, slickest, iconoclastical iconoclast
whose morganatical marriage meant zero to Cymru lepers harassed
by what ****-****-licking/puking anti-popes did for embarrassment
in the Vatican's most x-pope steady, paederastically-cozy apartment
that was no-less bigger than the *******-******-ghetto compartment
where it was ebonically-taught what the worst navy-bean **** meant
after eating obese Santa's guts before the final Christmas card's sent
Tick them off, each one's deader than the other for keeps like butter
***-spread 'cross lower labial lips that spit, sprawl, sputter & stutter
in the gray-cancer corpse cream cheese of Laura & Isaac Perlmutter
living the lives of 439 felonious fugitives in pig-****-garbage clutter
I was tossin' large rocks at myself when a large rock struck my face
bashin' in my nose to make me look like I was from an inferior race
I was lucky to have my passport if questioned by whites just in case
I was throwin' rocks at myself when a big one struck me in my face
smashing my nose to make me look like I was from an inferior race
I held a new passport, if white officials wanted to see it, just in case
I was droppin' big rocks on myself when big rocks crushed my face
widenin' my Caucasoid nose like an ugly pig of an undesirable race
I needed a good passport, if white officers demanded it, just in case
I was killin' myself with boulders when 1 race-mixed my ***** race
bashin' in my nose to make me look like I had an inferior **** face
I possessed a valid passport, if white cops demanded it, just in case
flattening my nose to make me look as if I was from a Mongol race
I possessed a valid visa, if white pigs demanded 1, & a can of mace
because even with a **** nose I could flee Vietnam without a trace
with leprous tourists, spastically limping to an unknown someplace
far from the rigors of a religiously-generous-bombed-out home base
queerly accented in wool hung crêpe & whitework embroidery lace
that trails down downed trails florid in flower for a perfumed chase
over a broken crutch mountain to ******* cripples via bracing brace
that holds Big Bertha beyond Elton John's pacemaker's stodgy pace
as excitement builds when 2 ****-buddies present Elton with a vase
that allows Big Bertha to under-pace Elton John's pacemaker's pace
as excitement builds when a ****-buddy shoves up into Elton a vase

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Give me your hirsute/textile/hombre love you lovely hairy rag man,
with your pointy nose, unlimbered leg & warts from Larry Hagman
who from the horse's mountable side snuck up like an airy stag ram
Don't take what little's left via state Santa Christmas merry bag ban
Let's dress like women in debt at the oldest Chuck Berry drag stand
My happiness is easily seen in blood-letting cirques as corpuscular
while my rippling backwards frontage is of a physique so muscular
that it is known by fat aunt Joan as socked-in and highly avuncular
In icy Florida I pine for Klondike my favorite Alaskan lesbian lover
who, in our gay igloo, resembled that big oily ****** Danny Glover

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Refugees flee what's so repressively dangerous that it's forever fled
The bloodied blood biz passes pathogens to bleeders bloodily bled
It is a dreadful situation that ****** folks find difficult not to dread
A gent is obliged to face conflict face first short of living in a shed,
plying the rough trade, rough-necking with ******* or playing dead
When my cruddy teeth are encrusted I brush the crud off with Crest
while working drainward with this golden cake of soap called Zest
Like a woman on public assistance I refuse to let my choppers rest
There was a time when talk of quiz was a precursor to an Iowa test
My basic skills are determinedly under-cutting my housewife guest
whose stems run north to her malignant tissue free mammae breast
In movies shooting orphans with high-powered rifles is done in jest
'cause in Amerika making ammunition is what wage-slaves do best

Eve Miller (August 8, 1923 – August 17, 1973)

In this one, the midgets are unusually large with over-sized kidneys & hypertrophical thyroids & adrenals. 4 of the 987 ****** characters are 6 feet tall. Large Midgets is a crazy romp through the puny minds of misunderstood, normal-sized pygmies.*

  “I just adored *Large Midgets because it was really funny.”
  “Large Midgets is better than having a large girlfriend with homosexual A.I.D.S., whose father is in prison for 20 years, I guess.”

Hector was a garbage man for the city. His dream was to be in garbage management. Theodora was a princess from an island. One day she was on vacation at a beautiful resort when Hector jumped off his truck to dump garbage. At first he didn't notice her. He thought that she was just another can of garbage. He garbage-manfully upturned her.  
   “Hey!” She cried out.
  Hector dropped her. “I'm sorry! I
thought you were a can of garbage!”    
   “That's okay. I haven't taken a bath in 2 weeks.”
   “Me too,” said Hector.
   “Are you a garbage man?” She asked.
   “Yes. Some day I hope to be in garbage management!”
   “I'm a princess. My father is the king of our country.”
   “That's nice,” Hector replied, perturbed.
   “What is it?”
   “I'm tired of meeting royalty. They're always
hanging around cans of garbage.”
   “I didn't ask to be born,” Theodora said forlornly.
   “Me too,” said Hector.

"To achieve World government, it is necessary to remove from the minds of men their individualism, loyalty to family traditions, national patriotism, and religious dogmas."
-- Brock Adams, Director U.N. Health Organization

"In politics, nothing happens by accident. If it happens, it was planned that way." -- Teddy Roosevelt

"America is like a healthy body and its resistance is threefold: its patriotism, its morality and its spiritual life. If we can undermine these three areas, America will collapse from within." -- Joseph Stalin,  dictator of the Soviet Union

"The commitment of government to deal with the population issue is of course essential...There are many ways to make the death rate increase." -- Robert McNamara, Secretary of Defense, "New Solidarity," March 30, 1981

CANCER IS A VITAMIN-DEFICIENCY DISEASE: HOW TO CURE IT: DO NOT SUBMIT TO RADIO- & CRYO-ABLATIVE & CHEMO- “THERAPIES” — TAKE PANCREATIC ENZYMES — AVOID CERTAIN FOODS & HABITS — TAKE VITAMIN B17 (1 to 6 grams daily on a full stomach) AND THE VITAMINS LISTED BELOW — EAT THE CARCINOLYTIC FOODS LISTED BELOW — “Therapeutic” radiation, in any amount, harms living tissue. (Röntgen rays, electromagnetic radiation, x-rays, x-radiation, ionizing radiation, corpuscular radiation can be implemented for diagnostic purposes, but never for therapeutic benefit.) Chemo- “therapy” poisons healthy tissue [necrocytotoxin – a toxin that produces death of cells]. Of the 4 protocols in traditional (allopathic) cancer “therapy”: surgery (cutting), radiation (burning), cryo-ablation/cryosurgery (hypothermia) & chemo/chemical/chemicocautery (poisoning/toxifying), only manual surgery possesses some legitimacy when malignant (cancerous) growth has reached a certain stage. It is far better to avoid cancer than to treat it. Cancer is the body's inability to stop the process of healing, the same natural process in producing a placenta (that one pound ***** attached to the uterine membrane which serves to nourish a developing baby). The essential anti-cancer (tumoricidal) vitamin is VITAMIN B17 (known as Amygdalin, and as Laetrile when synthesized from apricot pips). If you have cancer you must greatly reduce, or avoid: caffeine, tobacco, red meat, alcohol, corn syrup, cane sugar, tomato products. [U.S. cancer rates: the year 1900 : 3%; 1950 : 20%; 1972 : 27%; 1999 : 39%; by 2020 : 50%]

VITAMIN B17 is abundant in these foods: the seeds of apples, loquats, pears, pumpkins, watermelons; as well as in apricot kernels, bamboo shoots, barley grass (research: Dr. Yoshihide Hagiwara) & wheat grass, beet tops, bitter almond, blackberries, boysenberries, brewers yeast, brown rice, buckwheat, cashews, cherry kernels, cranberries, currants, eucalyptus leaves, fava beans, flax seeds, garbanzo beans, gooseberries, guyabano, huckleberries, lentils, lima beans, linseed meat, loganberries, macadamia nuts, millet, millet seed, peach kernels, pecans, plum kernels, pokeberries, prickly ash bark, quince, raspberries, sorghum cane syrup, spinach, sprouts, tapioca (manioc), vetches and watercress. A person whose diet is deficient in these nitrilosidic foods (those foods rich in Amygdalin, the substance of which the molecularity is 1 part: the natural analgesic benzaldehyde, 1 part: hydrogen cyanide, 2 parts: glucose) is incapable of stopping the over-production of healing cells thus this person has cancer. To aid the pancreas a patient should take pancreatic enzymes & eat fresh pineapple and papaya. Supplement your diet with the nutrients (of which 95% of Americans are chronically deficient) that compliment Laetrile (vitamin B17): zinc (which is the transport mechanism for Laetrile/vitamin B17) ~ vitamin C (build up to 6 grams a day) ~ manganese ~ magnesium ~ selenium ~ vitamins B6, B9 & B12 ~ vitamin A ~ vitamin E (at least 2,000 I.U.) A cheap, over-the-counter, *****-analysis pregnancy test is accurate in 92% of cases at detecting cancerous cell activity in the body. Men & women can test for cancer upon rising with a pregnancy test as cancer and pre-embryonic cells are virtually indistinguishable (in functionality) from cells designated as: adenocarcinomal, adenocarcinomic, adenocarcinomical, ameboid, amniotic, amniotical, anaplastic, anaplastical, angiogenetic, angiogenetical, angiogenic, angiogenical, angiosarcomal, astrocytomal, astrocytomic, atypical, basal, basaltic, blastocystic, cacoethic, cancerial, cancerian, cancerigenic, cancerigenical, cancerillic, canceritic, cancerogenic, cancerogenical, cancroidal, cancerophilic, cankerous, carcinoembryonic, carcinoembryonical, carcinogenic, carcinogenical, carcinoidal, carcinomal, carcinomatoid, carcinomatous, carcinomic, carcinosarcomal, cholangiocarcinomal, chondrosarcomal, chordomal, dedifferentiated, desmoistic, desmoplastic, desmoplastical, dyscrasial, dysgerminomal, dysgerminomic, dysplastic, dysplastical, embryonal, embryonic, embryonical, endometrial, endophytic, epithelial, epitheliomatous, endophytic, exophytic, extra-embryonic, fetational, fetoplacental, fetoplacentic, foetational, fibroblastic, germinogenic, gestational, glioblastomal, histometaplastic, Hürthle, hypermutable, hypermutagenic, leiomyosarcomal, leukemial, leucaemicus, leukaemic, leukaemical, leukemic, leukemical, leukocythemic, leukocytomic, liposarcomal, lymphomal, lymphomic, macroglobulinemiac, malignant, malignantal, malignantic, malignus, medulloblastomal, melanocytic, melanomatous, melanotic, metastatic, metastatical, Müllerian, mutagenic, mutagenical, mutated, mutational, mycoplasmal, mycoplasmic, myelodysplastic, myelodysplastical, myelomal, myelomatoid, myelomonocytic, myelomonocytical, myeloproliferative, myxoid, myxoidic, necrogenic, necrogenous, neo-blastic, neo-embryonic, neo-fetal, neo-formative, neo-genetic, neo-genetical, neo-plasiac, neo-plasmatic, neo-plasmatical, neo-plasmical, neo-plasmic, neo-plastic, neo-plastigenic, nephroblastomal, neurofibrosarcomal, odontogenic, oncogenic, oncologic, oncological, osteosarcomal, paramalignant, paraneoplasmic, paraneoplastic, paraneoplastical, pathogenetic, pathogenetical, pathogenic, pathogenical, placental, placentational, pleiomorphic, pleomorphic, polycythemial, polymorphic, polymorphical, pluripotent, pre-cancerous, pre-embryonal, pre-leukemic, promyelocytic, promyelocytical, proto-embryonic, proto-leukemic, pre-squamous, pre-tumorous, proto-oncogenetic (gene), proto-tumorous, pseudocystical, quasi-neoplastic, sarcoidal, sarcomal, sarcomatous, seminomal, squamous, toxicogenic, toxicogenomic, trophic, trophical, trophoblastic, trophoblastical, trophoplasmatic, trophoplasmic, tumefactive, tumefied, tumid, tumidus, tumoral, tumorigenic, tumorigenical, tumorlike, tumorous, tumoural, tumourous. Watch (available on You-Tube) G. Edward Griffin's "World Without Cancer."

IN BRIEF Concerning Cancer: 1. Take a pregnancy test just after waking up. For men a positive result means either cancer or a false positive. Take another test the next day. If a man gets 3 positive results then likely he has cancer somewhere. For women a positive result means (if she's able to become pregnant) she's pregnant or she has cancer, or she's pregnant and she has cancer, or a false positive (the test result is wrong). 2. Several positive pregnancy test results = cancer. What next? STOP eating red meat, sugar, corn syrup. STOP drinking *****. STOP (or at least cut back on) smoking. 3. Eat fresh pineapple & papaya. Take vitamin B17 (at least 1 gram daily) and wheat grass and/or barley grass liquid or capsules (they're rich in vitamin B17), on a full stomach daily (you can't overdose on them ~ they're not poisonous). Take a zinc supplement. Take pancreatic enzymes. REVIEW: TAKE pregnancy tests to detect cancer. TAKE vitamin B17 (and as many of the listed vitamins as you can, especially zinc). Eat fresh pineapple & papaya. STOP eating red meat & cane sugar. It will take several weeks on B17 therapy to turn out negative pregnancy test results. The tumor WILL NOT shrink much even after the cancer is gone because only 10% of the tumor was cancer. The tumor MAY swell temporarily as the vitamin B17 kills malignant cells. NOTE: Vitamin B17 therapy WILL NOT destroy the tumor! Vitamin B17 therapy will destroy the malignant cells (cancerous cells) of the tumor and within the tumor. Only 5% to 10% of the cells comprising a tumor are cancerous cells. In time the tumorous growth will be absorbed, in whole or in part. Unless the tumor is cosmetically displeasing, impinging nerves or blood vessels or hampering normal ****** function then let it be.

The life expectancy for American medical doctors is 58 years.
The life expectancy for Haitian voodoo witch doctors is 62.7 years.

WEB: Dr. Dean Burk (March 21, 1904 – October 6, 1988), head of the Cytochemistry section of the National Cancer Institute has reported that in a series of tests on animal tissue, the B-17 had no effect, but released so much cyanide and Benzaldehyde when it came in contact with cancer cells that not one of them could survive. He said, ”When we add Laetrile to a cancer culture under the microscope, we see the cancer cells dying off like flies.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My terrifyingly-terrifical reality warps under therapies psychiatrical
& psychedelical like no Atlantic tuna fisherman's scale pentatonical
upon oceanically-flat, perpendicularly-level sea planes capitalistical
while birds fly lower in an arid-zoned Arizona that's deterministical
& esoterical as men push thumbs up girly ***** for hikes strategical
after circle jerking to shows that're less proctological than athletical
but rarely & lamely ever, hungrily-raunchily-anorexically bulimical
I fork pitches into threshed alfalfa hay bales like I am pyromaniacal
and susceptibly prone to no ills local nor core diseases xenotropical
Hey largish woman, let us fish for warm regards at Cold *** Harbor before our freshest blue turds are totally stolen by a bold **** robber whose pushers are burned crack hoes with clap & an old **** jobber
fishing for the corpses of Frisco floaters with a *****-slotted bobber
off the Golden Gate where gag-happy girls have sold spit as slobber
while each ***** pukes peat & tosses penicillin as a mold-pit lobber
on leave from a Georgia chain-gang as a queer, unshod clod hopper twice demoted from flat-ball spotter to broken Hoboken hobnobber
who, like Hillary, survives on gray, vomited Hoboken squat cobbler
in gay museums & ***** ***** houses as a snot-clobbered shopper
resigned to tease, displease & nonviolently seize Herr Alvin Toffler
Pay more at Mary Tyler Moore's fish store on the floor of the shore,
with Al Gore on his global-warmin' tour to make wealthy men poor

History is written by the victors whose jingoism casts impression
1 acid bath flays the skin like a Medieval flaming-stake digression

From my bouffant never will I cringe with its upturned poison curls
as nature dictates what logic pushes: the ******* of boys in girls
once vegetarian nuts & carbon-credit ***** claim that soy's in pearls

"You'll have to wait till Friday."

"W.T.F?"

"If that means wait till Friday, then yes."

It's common knowledge: Alex Haley plagiarized the story for Roots, entire passages verbatim, from the white, African-folklorist Harold Courlander's 1967 novel The African.

Chastity belts confine feminists from the **** tide ****** **** stem
With lesbian-fighting techniques Hillary F. Clinton could **** them
through grab bags of shot-gun-pattern-spread-blood-tinged phlegm
spattered on vinyl floors that trump linseed-oil-generated linoleum,
reflective of war against Christians in an ancient Romano coliseum

Jonathan Foreman, Daily Mail (London), August 18, 2013
The 16-year-old girl’s once-beautiful face was grotesque.
She had been disfigured beyond all recognition in the 18 months she had been held captive by the Comanche Indians.
Now, she was being offered back to the Texan authorities by Indian chiefs as part of a peace negotiation.
To gasps of horror from the watching crowds, the Indians presented her at the Council House in the ranching town of San Antonio in 1840, the year Queen Victoria married Prince Albert.
‘Her head, arms and face were full of bruises and sores,’ wrote one witness, Mary Maverick. ‘And her nose was actually burnt off to the bone. Both nostrils were wide open and denuded of flesh.’
Once handed over, Matilda Lockhart broke down as she described the horrors she had endured—the ****, the relentless ****** humiliation and the way Comanche squaws had tortured her with fire. It wasn’t just her nose, her thin body was hideously scarred all over with burns.
When she mentioned she thought there were 15 other white captives at the Indians’ camp, all of them being subjected to a similar fate, the Texan lawmakers and officials said they were detaining the Comanche chiefs while they rescued the others.
It was a decision that prompted one of the most brutal slaughters in the history of the Wild West—and showed just how bloodthirsty the Comanche could be in revenge.
S C Gwynne, author of Empire Of The Summer Moon about the rise and fall of the Comanche, says simply: ‘No tribe in the history of the Spanish, French, Mexican, Texan, and American occupations of this land had ever caused so much havoc and death. None was even a close second.’
He refers to the ‘demonic immorality’ of Comanche attacks on white settlers, the way in which torture, killings and gang-rapes were routine. ‘The logic of Comanche raids was straightforward,’ he explains.
‘All the men were killed, and any men who were captured alive were tortured; the captive women were gang *****. Babies were invariably killed.’
Not that you would know this from the new Lone Ranger movie, starring Johnny Depp as the Indian Tonto.
For reasons best know to themselves, the film-makers have changed Tonto’s tribe to Comanche—in the original TV version, he was a member of the comparatively peace-loving Potowatomi tribe.
And yet he and his fellow native Americans are presented in the film as saintly victims of a Old West where it is the white settlers—the men who built America—who represent nothing but exploitation, brutality, environmental destruction and genocide.
Depp has said he wanted to play Tonto in order to portray Native Americans in a more sympathetic light. But the Comanche never showed sympathy themselves.
When that Indian delegation to San Antonio realised they were to be detained, they tried to fight their way out with bows and arrows and knives—killing any Texan they could get at. In turn, Texan soldiers opened fire, slaughtering 35 Comanche, injuring many more and taking 29 prisoner.
But the Comanche tribe’s furious response knew no bounds. When the Texans suggested they swap the Comanche prisoners for their captives, the Indians tortured every one of those captives to death instead.
‘One by one, the children and young women were pegged out naked beside the camp fire,’ according to a contemporary account. ‘They were skinned, sliced, and horribly mutilated, and finally burned alive by vengeful women determined to wring the last shriek and convulsion from their agonised bodies. Matilda Lockhart’s six-year-old sister was among these unfortunates who died screaming under the high plains moon.’
Not only were the Comanche specialists in torture, they were also the most ferocious and successful warriors—indeed, they become known as ‘Lords of the Plains’.
They were as imperialist and genocidal as the white settlers who eventually vanquished them.
When they first migrated to the great plains of the American South in the late 18th century from the Rocky Mountains, not only did they achieve dominance over the tribes there, they almost exterminated the Apaches, among the greatest horse warriors in the world.
The key to the Comanche’s brutal success was that they adapted to the horse even more skilfully than the Apaches.
There were no horses at all in the Americas until the Spanish conquerors brought them. And the Comanche were a small, relatively primitive tribe roaming the area that is now Wyoming and Montana, until around 1700, when a migration southwards introduced them to escaped Spanish mustangs from Mexico.
The first Indians to take up the horse, they had an aptitude for horsemanship akin to that of Genghis Khan’s Mongols. Combined with their remarkable ferocity, this enabled them to dominate more territory than any other Indian tribe: what the Spanish called Comancheria spread over at least 250,000 miles.
They terrorised Mexico and brought the expansion of Spanish colonisation of America to a halt. They stole horses to ride and cattle to sell, often in return for firearms.
Other livestock they slaughtered along with babies and the elderly (older women were usually ***** before being killed), leaving what one Mexican called ‘a thousand deserts’. When their warriors were killed they felt honour-bound to exact a revenge that involved torture and death.
Settlers in Texas were utterly terrified of the Comanche, who would travel almost a thousand miles to slaughter a single white family.
The historian T R Fehrenbach, author of Comanche: The History Of A People, tells of a raid on an early settler family called the Parkers, who with other families had set up a stockade known as Fort Parker. In 1836, 100 mounted Comanche warriors appeared outside the fort’s walls, one of them waving a white flag to trick the Parkers.
‘Benjamin Parker went outside the gate to parley with the Comanche,’ he says. ‘The people inside the fort saw the riders suddenly surround him and drive their lances into him. Then with loud whoops, mounted warriors dashed for the gate. Silas Parker was cut down before he could bar their entry; horsemen poured inside the walls.’
Survivors described the slaughter: ‘The two Frosts, father and son, died in front of the women; Elder John Parker, his wife ‘Granny’ and others tried to flee. The warriors scattered and rode them down.
‘John Parker was pinned to the ground, he was scalped and his genitals ripped off. Then he was killed. Granny Parker was stripped and fixed to the earth with a lance driven through her flesh. Several warriors ***** her while she screamed.
‘Silas Parker’s wife Lucy fled through the gate with her four small children. But the Comanche overtook them near the river. They threw her and the four children over their horses to take them as captives.’
So intimidating was Comanche cruelty, almost all raids by Indians were blamed on them. Texans, Mexicans and other Indians living in the region all developed a particular dread of the full moon—still known as a ‘Comanche Moon’ in Texas—because that was when the Comanche came for cattle, horses and captives.
They were infamous for their inventive tortures, and women were usually in charge of the torture process.
The Comanche roasted captive American and Mexican soldiers to death over open fires. Others were castrated and scalped while alive. The most agonising Comanche tortures included burying captives up to the chin and cutting off their eyelids so their eyes were seared by the burning sun before they starved to death.
Contemporary accounts also describe them staking out male captives spread-eagled and naked over a red-ant bed. Sometimes this was done after excising the victim’s private parts, putting them in his mouth and then sewing his lips together.
One band sewed up captives in untanned leather and left them out in the sun. The green rawhide would slowly shrink and squeeze the prisoner to death.
T R Fehrenbach quotes a Spanish account that has Comanche torturing Tonkawa Indian captives by burning their hands and feet until the nerves in them were destroyed, then amputating these extremities and starting the fire treatment again on the fresh wounds. Scalped alive, the Tonkawas had their tongues torn out to stop the screaming.
The Comanche always fought to the death, because they expected to be treated like their captives. Babies were almost invariably killed in raids, though it should be said that soldiers and settlers were likely to ****** Comanche women and children if they came upon them.
Comanche boys—including captives—were raised to be warriors and had to endure ****** rites of passage. Women often fought alongside the men.
It’s possible the viciousness of the Comanche was in part a by-product of their violent encounters with notoriously cruel Spanish colonists and then with Mexican bandits and soldiers.
But a more persuasive theory is that the Comanche’s lack of central leadership prompted much of their cruelty. The Comanche bands were loose associations of warrior-raiders, like a confederation of small street gangs.
In every society, teenage and twenty-something youths are the most violent, and even if they had wanted to, Comanche tribal chiefs had no way of stopping their young men from raiding.
But the Comanche found their match with the Texas Rangers. Brilliantly portrayed in the Larry McMurtry’s Lonesome Dove books, the Rangers began to be recruited in 1823, specifically to fight the Comanche and their allies. They were a tough guerilla force, as merciless as their Comanche opponents.
They also respected them. As one of McMurtry’s Ranger characters wryly tells a man who claims to have seen a thousand-strong band of Comanche: ‘If there’d ever been a thousand Comanche in a band they’d have taken Washington DC.”
The Texas Rangers often fared badly against their enemy until they learned how to fight like them, and until they were given the new Colt revolver.
During the Civil War, when the Rangers left to fight for the Confederacy, the Comanche rolled back the American frontier and white settlements by 100 miles.
Even after the Rangers came back and the U.S. Army joined the campaigns against Comanche raiders, Texas lost an average of 200 settlers a year until the Red River War of 1874, where the full might of the Army—and the destruction of great buffalo herds on which they depended—ended Commanche depredations.
Interestingly the Comanche, though hostile to all competing tribes and people they came across, had no sense of race. They supplemented their numbers with young American or Mexican captives, who could become full-fledged members of the tribe if they had warrior potential and could survive initiation rites.
Weaker captives might be sold to Mexican traders as slaves, but more often were slaughtered. But despite the cruelty, some of the young captives who were subsequently ransomed found themselves unable to adapt to settled ‘civilised life and ran away to rejoin their brothers.
One of the great chiefs, Quanah, was the son of the white captive Cynthia Ann Parker. His father was killed in a raid by Texas Rangers that resulted in her being rescued from the tribe. She never adjusted to life back in civilisation and starved herself to death.
Quanah surrendered to the Army in 1874. He adapted well to life in a reservation, and indeed the Comanche, rather amazingly, become one of the most economically successful and best assimilated tribes.
As a result, the main Comanche reservation was closed in 1901, and Comanche soldiers served in the U.S. Army with distinction in the World Wars. Even today they are among the most prosperous native Americans, with a reputation for education.
By casting the cruelest, most aggressive tribe of Indians as mere saps and victims of oppression, Johnny Depp’s Lone Ranger perpetuates the patronising and ignorant cartoon of the ‘noble savage’.
Not only is it a travesty of the truth, it does no favours to the Indians Depp is so keen to support.

I root out like a sow pig a hint that's least bad over a hint least good

It was good that the viceroy was at the palace in audience with the queen. This soak is what she needed. Her lower back, just above the crack-of-itchy, felt romantical. She now hoped that the viceroy would return shortly to give her "the once over." Suddenly, like a motorcycle coming out of nowhere, José the gardener entered the bathroom. "Madre," he began, "I beg Jew problem."
   "Oh, slide in," Paula said, feigning anger.
   "And my brother? He too?"
   "Oh, alright."
   With the 3 of them soaping up there wasn't room for the viceroy should he arrive home ahead of schedule.
   "Here ease Carmen," José's brother said, and sure enough there was Carmen **** and in the process of draping herself across Paula's dreamy-creamy, parted thighs.
   "Carmen, are you pregnant?" Paula asked.
   "Jess mum," she giggled. "Jew ties are berry **** mum."
   "Here," the gardener said to Paula, "let me feel you up a lot."
  Paula stretched out, the best that she could, for a Mexican *****. "Berry goo," she teased while the soapy water flooded her love tunnel. "Jew ease juice watt I needed," she moaned as José took liberties upon her like he was Erik Estrada standing amidst the grandeur that was "California Pines.”
   "What's this?!" The viceroy exclaimed as he jumped suddenly into the bathtub like a motorcycle coming out of nowhere.
   "Berry sore he," Carmen said. "I go."
  "Please don't go," the viceroy whined more affectionately than would a dog catcher with gonorrhea, "till I've sluiced your crack!"

My 115 personalities don't crash with cracked-up loser Sybil whose
furry *** wins love in the dark, 2 sips of cream in a bowl of kibble
543 spooky incarnations ain't wrecked wacky schizoid Sybil whose
**** is prized by Central Park hobos ******* in kitty-littered dribble
or whose ****'s holy with crack hoes shooting dope without quibble



The Selves of Sybil from Wiki:

    Peggy: A nine-year-old girl who believes she is still in the small town in which Sybil grew up. Peggy holds the rage Sybil felt at her mother's abuse and frequently expresses her anger through temper tantrums and breaking glass. Like many of the selves, she enjoys drawing and painting. She fears hands, dishtowels, music, and the colors green and purple, all triggers to specific instances of abuse.
    Vicky: A very sophisticated and mature twelve-year-old girl who is aware of all the other personalities and knows everything the others do, though Sybil does not. Vicky speaks French and claims to have grown up in Paris with many brothers and sisters and loving parents. The dominant personality and the only personality to undergo hypnosis.
    Vanessa: A young, vibrant, red-haired girl about twelve years old, she is outgoing and full of "joie de vivre". Falls in love with Richard and helps Sybil build a relationship with him, until he moves away.
    Marcia: A young girl obsessed with thoughts of death and suicide, who tries to **** herself (and thus Sybil) on several occasions. Dresses in black.
    Ruthie: A preverbal infant. When Sybil is extremely frightened, she regresses into Ruthie and cannot move or speak.
    Mary: Named for and strongly resembles Sybil's grandmother. When Sybil's grandmother (the only person Sybil felt loved her) died, Sybil was so bereft that she created Mary as an internalized version of Grandma. Mary speaks in the voice of an old woman and frequently behaves as one.
    Nancy: A product of Sybil's father's religious fanaticism, Nancy fears the end of the world and God's punishment.
    Clara: Around 8–9 years old. Very religious; critical and resentful of Sybil.
    Helen: Around 13–14 years old. Timid and afraid, but determined "to be somebody".
    Marjorie: Around 10–11 years old. Serene and quick to laugh, enjoys parties and travel.
    Sybil Ann: Around 5–6 years old. Pale, timid and extremely lethargic; the defeated Sybil.
    Mike: A brash young boy who likes to build and do carpentry. He builds bookshelves and a partition wall for Sybil's apartment, frightening her badly when she doesn't know how they got there. He and Sid both believe that they will grow penises and be able "to give a girl a baby" when they're older.
    Sid: Younger and a little more taciturn than Mike, he also enjoys building things, as well as sports. Identifies strongly with Sybil's father and wants to be like him when he grows up.

It ain't gonna be me the stinking state pigs will be a-cuffin' because
I ain't licensed at nothin,' not even bakin' a sweet, California muffin
with big raisins, orange sprinkles & whatever else I feel like stuffin'
so as not to yank out prematurely before I gets more than enough in
Sometimes I cry as pigeons peck my *******, other times I just tell
them to stop it & not to do it ever again because I don't like it much
Fattened cows ate our tomatoes & starving pigs then ate our posies,
so don't you dare take a huge, reekin' **** on our colorful tea cozies
'cause lovin' you's like fressing cherry pie from a gal with 1 bad eye
while I sit cocked sideways needing a yardstick 'cause I ain't so shy
Mary Ellen Judy Norton Taylor Walton your ******* are too flabby,
so I will go down on your furry tuft below, that I jokingly call tabby
as Judy suffers from, & is afflicted with, an obtusion of farm senses
that interrupt her monthly charges regardin' normal-flowing ******
For Hef's ******* Judy was feverishly hot on a bear rug naked bare
after flinging aside T.V. pretend bro' Jim Bob's farm-boy underwear
that he wore when they rocked the house in grandma's rockin' chair
1 day I was viewing The Keiser Report starring ugly ol' Max Keiser
which would detract from my sexiness yet make me so much wiser,
& cause great-toe-jammin'-pecker stiffness & irritate either eye sore
while grindin' down 4 canines, 8 premolars & a middlemost incisor
I'll sing 8 days on the road in my big truck like I'm ol' Dave Dudley
running from Jesus God and hiding with waitresses as I rave studly
of a manly prowess using stiff asphalt laid thickly to pave mud free
like the wife support payments forked over by singer Neil Diamond
that would be burdensome to a poorer Jew like the shill Neil Simon
Boldness & beauty, blackness & blue, I am stupid, just not like you
'cause as my cornflakes sog in milk, I don't sell my nuts for a *****
anywhere where life spells death there is a cloudy heaven to pursue
It was hard push, yank & pull, talk ***** to me don't talk ***** to me
I like you or likely I love you, I try too much, better just wait & see,
while I give up at changing you into the woman I long for you to be
in the image that schmo Bobby Darin wanted for ****** Sandra Dee
whose big ******-numbed ******* nursed Bobbie's raw-milk brutality
pitched on a bowling lane of broken-leg bone & severed-hand ****
what made him stolidly 910 million times more serenely handsome
under the guilty shadow of the gay Bruce Jenner gender switcheroo

that could very well be his surgical whoops slip up Waterloo before

he would sexcite sike **** Hillary Clinton's homosexy affairs anew
whilst his hot peas thawed, hair pack jelled & old girl caught a clue
beyond clues given for cows driven to spit up cud for another chew
in kingdom halls where witnesses disfellowship guys seen fartin' &
queer-drunk on Mexi-gasser beans poured from a lime-green carton
that was endorsed by ******-ball Dino Crocetti A.K.A. Dean Martin
who liked pancakes, hotcakes & flapjacks with blackstrap molasses
as he denied hotcakes for burnt pancakes, griddlecakes & flapjacks
& proctologic exams for nothing that probed his chafed crap cracks
that looks like a flounder, that with a *** cleaver, a crazy *** hacks
at my red wiener, warty cucumber, candle stick & old orange carrot
as witnessed by my chimp, quokka, gerbil & clipped African parrot
that is so selfish with gooily-raw rat meat that he'll not even share it
with the hack Bob Browning & his ***** monkey Elizabeth Barrett
****** hid her vaginal emptiness from Richard Cory, Kyle S. Bruce,
Daisy Lou & Garett Hobart's lost nephew whose quarry tile is loose
You screamed like an unwashed **** when I pinched your lard ***,
I can't stomach your sister, because she is such a whining, hard lass
conjuring up old Crowley occultism, but what makes her the worst,
she wants me to sign a ****** suicide pact that states that I die first
as self-****** is a sin & she cares little about my soul being cursed
in realms that count not among its angels William Randolph Hearst
& Marion Davies & accused wife-snuffin' millionaire Robert Durst
whose hunger for Malay tail was sadder than greasers dyin' of thirst
I slumber in greenish ***** ill puked hard *****-woozy & drunken
too sick to down gooey, greasy doughnuts I shoplifted from Dunkin
'cause I purloin cream topping & jelly filling better than anyone can
now o' when Smith, of the fake Titanic, knew he was a man sunken
to televise (tele advise me telly television tele-visionary uncle Ken)
my nose from the vantage point of me red **** is funky-funk funkin'
or my ear from the fall-off point of a thin *** sins funky-funk funkin'
or brow from the terminal point of **** lips is *****-punk punkin'
or toes from a tiny point of 2 **** tips that're chunky-chunk chunkin'
& triggered at the apex of ******-**** ***** for a clunky-clunk clunkin'
once ragged atop the peak of Clinton's ****** of dunky-dunk dunkin'
& crap beyond a holt of pretty ******* to ***** a bunky-bunk bunkin'
My ultra-favorite, back-******* monkey loves me me me but
I love my bonnie Bonnie who lives across the ocean & over the sea
in a palace with Sparky Marcus who spreads a cruel, spooky mucus
over a toady staffer popularly known as crazy Luke or kooky Lucus
whose stratospherical id raced far beyond whatever Sparky ever did
long after Henry McCarty & William Bonney became Billy the Kid
Confess & grovel before the Lord, for on asphaltum your ***'ll skid
because dark spots on my shaded parts means that I got a headache,
that's got more killin'-power than a Malaysian/H.A.A.R.P. seaquake
I know that what you now know is on a need-to-know basis, and so
I counted them twice to I see that you amputated my left largest toe
to **** foot-bred animalcules unfelt as my atrophy trots paraplegical
in ****** labs of agriculturalists, whose studies are parthenocarpical
I love the challenge of a chic freak as it makes my pocked **** tired
7 days in a usual Haitian work week like quitting before being fired
which was her fat-*** way of losing a new job just after being hired
as this stunnin' **** ruptured me because she was so sexually wired

with white ***** makin' my Jacmel Beach tragedy 100% uninspired
Ol' men know that plastic Barbie doll dolls want G.I. Joe men, ever
since genital-lacking Barbie Roberts had the baby of *****-free Ken
whose naked 11-count stood unnaturalized as he could not reach 10
as cruel bears are bear-tricky like Smokey Bear & T.V.'s Gentle Ben
in ol' Kowloon City where Nancy Kwan sleeps with me as Ka Shen
who smoked Raleigh cigarettes for cancer & sailed north for scurvy
to enhance her perky nay-nays & to make nip-wide hips more curvy
on the roof to the floor, beneath the attic in my dungeon topsy turvy
On rough seas no boy sailor knows what a Chinese cargo ship'll do,
'cause in a tight D cup bra a raw-rubbed lawyer **** may ****** sue

(͡๏̯͡๏)

My lover & I danced in the garden
like a crook who just got a pardon  
Tuck it under like you did in City Quezon,
to make it hurt like a strapped back put-on

Let us sing happy garbage songs praising garbage men in a big way
so that these stinking ***** will pick up our garbage on garbage day
I sing stinking garbage songs praising garbage men in a fun way, so
that these ****-mated morons will take my garbage on garbage day
I croon ****** garbage tunes coaching garbage guys as 1 *** ungay
so these ****-hated dill holes'll take all our garbage on garbage day

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Studies have shown a definitive link between smoking and Parkinson’s disease, but it’s not the link most people would anticipate. While smoking has been shown to cause a plethora of health issues ranging from cardiovascular disease to COPD to lung cancer, smoking cigarettes seems to offer protection against Parkinson’s.

It's Tampa not ******, you Hillary-******' witch, it's Pensacola not
Pepsi Cola & it's ****-hole Ormond Beach not ***** manned *****!
It's ****-hole Ormond Beach not *****-manned *****, it's Pensacola
not Pepsi Cola & it's Tampa not ****** you Hillary-******* witch!

Sheila was 4 feet tall with short limbs. Hugo was the same height. He didn't play basketball with ******* because of the height & skin advantages they had. Sheila mingled with *******, but only the .000002% who didn't play basketball. She also regretted several bad experiences with Bill Cosby. Hugo and Sheila met at a basketball game between Tucson & Cullman. It was a close shave but the stubble stopped at her handsome ***** and if she would ever be ready for public ****** the time had come. Violently, like O.J. Simpson & Bill Cosby would, she tore off her underpants. Three safety-fearing cops beat her savagely with back-jack clubs after handcuffing her. On the way to the police station pepper spray & tasers were used. Hugo decided to look elsewhere for a new girlfriend. Who needs a ******? With a ****** your head and feet touch nothing unless you're a ****** too. Who has time for that? Normal women are better. After jail Sheila decided to have ****** relations with Hugo.
   Every mustache hair on Sheila's face quivered beneath Hugo's touch. His large ****** hands touched her ****** parts gingerly sending shock-waves of desire through her miniature body. Let's see a full-sized man try Hugo's midgety-fidgedy tricks and get the same results. Midgets know midgets and Hugo was really good at pleasing ****** women. Sheila too knew the difference between normal men and ****** men like a doctor can tell meningitis and **** warts apart. Sheila manipulated Hugo to the ******-sized bed so it would be easier to fill the night with unspeakable acts of ****** ****** relations.
   Sheila wanted to be a jet pilot so she contacted jet-pilot school. She was insulted when the teacher told her to sit mid jet till all the students boarded.
   Sheila warns: “Never use automobile motor oil as a ******-thermometer lubricant. Never substitute ******-thermometer lubricant for automobile motor oil in your car.”
   Sheila advises: “Open-chest heart massage is a must for dogs that have no pulse. Use a sharp object (nail file, can lid, glass shard, etc.) to open chest. Spread ribs. Massage heart. Once the heart resumes beating: arrange ribs into proper alignment and close the chest wound with thread, yarn, shoe lace, fishing line or wire.”
   Hugo was engaged to wed Countess Winnifred Hamptonfordshire and all London was buzzing. “We have something special,” Sheila observed. “We have a love that only midgets and people with meningitis complicated by **** warts can understand.” Hugo was sullen. He loved Sheila a lot but he loved Countess Winnifred Hamptonfordshire a lot too. But it's wrong to love two women and yes a ****** counts as one woman.
    Countess Winnifred Hamptonfordshire was sheltered by the luxurious life that manor-born people live so she had no clue what meningitis complicated by **** warts was.

Hasta que los grumos vuelvan a crecer después del período grumoso de cicatrización
Que se derrama a través de vertederos de cáncer con doble facturación malignantic
Sobre los quistes müllerianos blandos por facturas cancerógenas para fabricar un asesinato

The gynecological man is no friend to glaring inequity! The gynecological man shows worldly-wide women  how
to divide 1 chunk of **** into 2 chunks of ****.

Whilst Gandhi homosexed his homosexy **** across India's frontier
white captors shook under the Raj's prohibition of Leffe Blond beer
& proctologic probes, ****** lubes & other buggery-facilitating gear
that made it thrillin' to hang backside-up like a royal navy brigadier
whose furloughs were porked by a toothless, salt-gatherin' mutineer
reliant on the sedition of a Hindu ½-caste, 5th column pamphleteer
with the power to render a beggar from a Bihar Province financiere
in the wink of a pink eye dies a marginal, market-manglin' profiteer
castigated, beleaguered & burked afore burial in Earth's lithosphere
that tricks atop, beneath, under & underneath Indira's sloppy veneer

Our twin eyes peered blankly into a plug store that was Joan Rivers
of 81 spinal years on blown vinyl chairs & oak-knotted bone slivers
that scratch the front of her **** like cameras beaten by drone livers
with relish, reliant on the fairest blessings of toe-errant crone givers
crushed by avalanche & made salt-mine deaf by rod & cone shivers
Joan moisturized new plastical scar slits with needled sewn quivers
just like big boys do; like the toady of Mr. Burns, Waylon Smithers
durin' break, shakily swooning to a crooning of a Marvin Gaye tune
after Marvin junior was shot by Marvin senior who was a luny loon
Bein' married to you is better than pluggin' drains too big to expand
the number of turbo jet flights to affable Disappointment City Land
near a region-4 F.E.M.A. death camp where all parsnips are canned
'cause prisoners demandin' fresh parsnips are going to get beheaded

The nights are ruled by ****** as all all-knowing *** junkies know. When ****** isn't available mayonnaise is injected. It's good on bagels when there's no toast.

Curt Jurgens, a German actor and idol, had a negative experience when his heart stopped during much of the four hours it took Dr. Michael Debakey in Houston to replace part of an aorta (the main blood vessel):

Soon I had a feeling that life was ebbing from me. I felt powerful sensations of dread. I had been looking up into the big glass cupola over the operating room. This cupola now began to change. Suddenly it turned glowing red. I saw twisted faces grimacing as they stared down at me.

I tried to struggle upright and defend myself against these ghosts, who were moving closer to me. Then it seemed as if the glass cupola had turned into a transparent dome that was slowly sinking down over me. A fiery rain was now falling, but though the drops were enormous, none of them touched me. They spattered down around me, and out of them grew menacing tongues of flames licking up about me.

I could no longer shut out the frightful truth: beyond the faces dominating this fiery world were faces of the ******. I had a feeling of despair … the sensation of horror was so great it choked me.

Obviously I was in Hell itself, and the glowing tongues of fire could be reaching me any minute. In this situation, the black silhouette of a human figure suddenly materialized and began to draw near. It was a woman in a black veil, a slender woman with a lipless mouth and in her eyes an expression that sent icy shudders down my back.

She stretched out her arms toward me and, pulled by an irresistible force, I followed her. An icy breath touched me and I came into a world filled with faint sounds of lamentation, though there was not a person in sight. Then and there I asked the figure to tell me who she was. A voice answered: “I am death."

I summoned all my strength and thought: “I’ll not follow her any more, for I want to live.”

("To Hell and Back" by Dr Maurice Rawlings, pg. 76-77)

Future queers are here, tattooed from yin-yang to rear, lookin' to me
because I am the guy I am, I suppose: wearing thigh-high pantyhose
that interrupt not my nasal sinus from 2 lungs to the curve of a nose

COCOA PUFFS SPRIGHTLY,
**** THE URGE NIGHTLY
Down at the river under a bridge
I fell in love with governor Tommy Ridge
His anals were cold, off-putting & tragical
unlike his knobs that were Walter Disney magical
We fell in deep love and we couldn't look back
because his knees were out-swollen by his old scrotal sac
One day we'll conceive 19 children when hoes ain't hooking
in the kitchen of hot loving where we enjoy ****** cooking
with Pinays from Cebu who are better-than-average looking

She had never had such a hard time processing a rebate. I told her to cram the rebate up her *** but she wouldn't do it. I sympathized with her and I felt her ****. They were big ones, big like the rebate that she was ******* me out of.

Your beautiful smile really got me
before you pulled a gun and shot me

Cramming Jello chocolate pudding pops down freak Cosby's throat
won't sharpen his vision nor make Billy reek less than a jonica goat

August 2014: Head of C.D.C. admits on C.N.N. that Vaccines can Trigger Autism: Recently Julie Gerberding, the head of the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, appeared on Dr. Sanjay Gupta‘s show House Call and explained that vaccines can trigger autism in a vulnerable subset of children. This is the claim that many parents have been making since at least the 1980s, and they have been dismissed and even mocked for making it.

“Mammography simply joins the long list of therapies and procedures where desire for profits and lowering of world population levels have superseded the welfare of our citizens.” — James Howenstine, M.D.

Dr. Harris Coulter: "Vaccination programs were instituted in the late 1930s, and the first handful of autistic babies were noted in the early 1940s. When vaccination programs were expanded after the war, the number of autistic children increased greatly."

According to the Associated Press, Dr. Jonas Salk co-authored a clinical trial that "injected experimental flu vaccine in male patients at a state insane asylum in Ypsilanti, Mich., then exposed them to flu several months later." The victims of this medical experiment were described as "senile and debilitated," meaning that obtaining their rational consent to participate in such experiments would have been impossible. And that means Dr. Jonas Salk -- one of the most highly-worshiped figures throughout modern medicine -- was conducting this trial in violation of medical ethics and in violation of the law.

WEB: Drug companies and regulators have long known about the harmful effects of the oral polio vaccine that includes the live virus. In 1976, vaccine inventor Jonas Salk admitted to the United States Congress that the live polio vaccine was the “principal if not sole cause” of all reported polio cases in the U.S. since 1961, according to Salem News.

"You cannot immunize sick, malnourished children and expect them to get away with it. You'll **** far more children than would have died from natural infection...It needs to be appreciated that children in developing countries are at a much greater risk of complications from vaccination and from mercury toxicity...because poor nutrition, parasitic and bacterial infections and low birth weight." -- Archie Kalokerinos, M.D.

"They went through Africa, South America and elsewhere and vaccinated sick and starving children...They thought they were wiping out measles, but most of t hose susceptible to measles died from some other disease that they developed as a result of being vaccinated. The vaccination reduced their immune levels and acted like infection. Many got septicaemia, gastro-enteritis, etc. or made their nutritional status worse and they died from malnutrition. So there were very few susceptible infants left alive to get measles. It's one way to get good statistics. **** all those who are susceptible which is what they literally did!" – Archie Kalokerinos, M.D.

"Unbelievably, the measles vaccine caused long-term suppression of the children's immune system for six months up to three years. as a result, the immune-depressed children died from other diseases in greater numbers that children who had never received the vaccine. tragically, African girl babies in the experiment were given twice the dose of the boys, and therefore suffered a higher death rate."
– Alan Cantwell, M.D., discussing the Edmonston-Zagreb measles vaccine

"DO NOT TAKE ANY VACCINATIONS. This is the standard deceptive way you are given the establishment’s biological warfare infections." -- Dr. William D. Kelley

"The I.M.A. (Indian Medical Association) has a figure of 85,000 vaccine-attributed polio victims – up to 2005... Doctors have been advised to keep quiet on these issues for the 'greater good' of humanity. It is sad that no effort is being made to track, treat and compensate the unfortunate children. GAVI, UNICEF, Rotary and WHO do not reply to our emails making it plainly evident they aren't the least bothered about the health of Indian children. Shame on those who wish to profit by killing and maiming little babies." – Dr. Omesh Bharati Politics of Vaccination II

"...They started vaccinating and within four months had an outbreak of over 350 cases of polio." -- Viera Schiebner Ph.D. citing stats from “Pediatric Infectious Disease Journal,” 1991 concerning polio vaccine campaign in several South American countries

"When W.H.O. officials discovered a polio outbreak in Nigeria was sparked by the polio vaccine itself. They assumed it would be easier to stop than the natural "wild" virus. They were wrong... The virus in the vaccine can mutate into a deadlier version that ignites new outbreaks." – Polio Surge in Nigeria after Vaccine Virus Mutates, Associated Press, 8/14/09

Natural Health Website: Dr. Maurice Hilleman made astounding revelations in an interview that was cut from The Health Century -- the admission that Merck drug company vaccines had been injecting dangerous viruses into people worldwide. Bear in mind that Dr. Hilleman was the developer of Merck's vaccine program. He developed over three dozen vaccines, more than any other scientist in history. He was a member of the U.S. National Academy of Science, the Institute of Medicine, the American Academy of Arts and Sciences, and the American Philosophical Society. He received a special lifetime achievement award from the World Health Organization. Hilleman was one of the early vaccine pioneers to warn about the possibility that simian viruses might contaminate vaccines.

"Deliberate attempts have been made to allow (Aboriginal) infants under my care to die. The real authorities don't want these infants to live. My final conclusion after forty years or more in this business (medical) is that the unofficial policy of the World Health Organization is one of ****** and genocide." – Archie Kalokerinos, M.D., author of Every Second Child

"By use of the Freedom of Information Act, Dr. Robert Streckler was able to learn that the D.O.D. (Department of Defense) secured funds from Congress to perform studies on immune-destroying agents for germ warfare. Once produced the vaccine containing H.I.V. was given to Africans in 1977... White homosexuals were given Hepatitis B vaccine that contained the H.I.V. virus in 1978." – James Howenstine, M.D., Why You Should Avoid Taking Vaccines, 12/7/03

"Two separate epidemiological studies have shown a high correlation between the spread of A.I.D.S. with both vaccines against polio and smallpox." – J. W. Hodge, M.D. author of The Vaccine Superstition

"The goal of the elite is to diminish our population on planet Earth..." – Dr. Rauni Kilde, Ret. Chief Medical Officer, Finland, 2009

Autism: A Unique Type of Mercury Poisoning
Sallie Bernard
Albert Enayati, B.S., Ch.E., M.S.M.E.
Teresa Binstock
Heidi Roger
Lyn Redwood, R.N., M.S.N., C.R.N.P.
Woody McGinnis, M.D.
...excessive mercury has been detected in *****, hair, and blood samples from autistic children; and parental reports, though limited at this date, indicate significant improvement in symptoms subsequent to heavy-metal chelation therapy.

"Crib death was so infrequent in the pre-vaccination era that it was not even mentioned in the statistics, but it started to climb in the 1950s with the spread of mass vaccination." - Dr Harris L. Coulter, Ph.D.

"Vaccination is the single most prevalent and most preventable cause of infant deaths."- Dr. Viera Scheibner, Ph.D.

"The only safe vaccine is one that is never used." – Dr. James A Shannon, M.D. (Former Director, National Institutes of Health)

"We are setting up the younger generation for a potential calamity. Vaccines build up only one line of your immune system (the antibody system) but put the main immune system (cellular immunity) to sleep. You need both for fully developed immunity." - Dr. Robert Rowen, M.D.

“All vaccines are and have been causing ischemic (impaired blood flow) damages - to all - creating a plethora of chronic illnesses, disease, and in some instances, death. The injury from vaccination is additive; each vaccination further injures.” – Dr. Andrew Moulden M.D., Ph.D.

“When you impair the brain blood flow by vaccination you can impair the respiration control center which can result in death. We call it S.I.D.S.” – Dr. Andrew Moulden M.D., Ph.D.

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Let's solve the bed sore problem.
EACH YEAR:
9,500 Americans die from gun shot wounds
(many of whom were shot in the commission of a violent crime)
95,000 Americans die from easily-preventable-hospital-borne staph infections ☹
100,000 Americans die from prescribed medications
120,000 Americans (says Dr. Joel Wallach) die in hospitals & clinics from bed sores (pressure ulcers)

"In order to stabilize world population, it is necessary to eliminate 350,000 people a day. It is a horrible thing to say, but it's just as bad not to say it." — Oceanographer Jacques Cousteau, as quoted in The Courier, a publication of the U.N. Educational, Scientific & Cultural Organization (U.N.E.S.C.O.)

"A total population of 250-300 million people, a 95% decline from present levels, would be ideal." — Ted Turner of C.N.N., as quoted in the McAlvany Intelligence Advisor, 6/96

☒ "The interests behind the Bush Administration, such as the C.F.R., the Bilderberger Group, and the Trilateral Commission - founded by Brzezinski for David Rockefeller - have prepared for and are now moving to implement open world dictatorship within the next five years. They are not fighting against terrorists. They are fighting against citizens." – Dr. Johannes B. Koeppl, Ph.D., fmr. German defense ministry official & adviser to former N.A.T.O. Secretary-General Manfred Werner, Nov. 6, 2001

ByPat Flanagan

    06:00, 7 MAR 2017

Brid Smith has also demanded the Bon Secours make a complete apology to the victims of its notorious mother and baby home in Tuam, Co Galway.

The nuns remained silent in the face of national outrage over the child-dumping scandal which Taoiseach Enda Kenny branded “truly appalling.”

I admired my dentist's honesty when he proclaimed: "This reminds me of my recent outbreak of genital ******!" or I'm considering finding a new dentist after mine proclaimed: "This reminds me of my recent outbreak of **** warts!" Why must each thing remind him of one thing? I'm so glad that he's a homosexual. It makes things nicer. Crazy Bruce Jenner will decay as a man hormonally. Why won't you grow up? Johnny Cash played Czechoslovakia. The ***** Polacks had no idea as to why big Johnny "shot a man in Reno just to watch him die."

Fairy Terry Jones died for the good of all trollops because Heaven's
horrid at its north peak because sea snails freeze in an Arctic creek.
Terry Jones is dead & 1 fewer Terence is good because the world is
colder at the northern peak where no slush melts in an Arctic creek.

Alive.

Carnivores instinctively eat grass to satisfy their nutritional requirement for vitamin B17. The molecularity of vitamin B17 is 2 parts glucose (sugar), 1 part benzaldehyde, 1 part hydrogen cyanide. B17 is referred to as sugar cyanide. Pure hydrogen cyanide & pure benzaldehyde are deadly poisonous and together (locked in by nature with sugar) become 100 times more deadly poisonous but only to cancer cells as they lack the normal protection that healthy cells possess: the mitochondrial enzyme rhodanese. Benzaldehyde is a natural analgesic (pain reliever) & a natural anti-inflammatory (anti-swelling) agent. So from grass & clover (& other wild greens shoots & seeds) domestic cats & dogs acquire vitamin B17 that anesthetizes pain, reduces swelling & kills cancer cells. The bitterness of the grass is the taste of cyanide. Cyanide doesn't alleviate nausea. No human eats leaf spinach or collard greens to relieve an upset stomach, nor to initiate vomiting.

I arrived just after a false bomb threat so everyone was edgy. One of the fat cashiers tried to shank me with a crudely-sharpened ladle but I was too fast for her. Other than that I had a pleasant time till another fat cashier (apparently a cousin of the first one) tried to shank me with a different sharp object.

Example: There’s a guy named Ray whom I suspect is totally gay.
Gay poetry in all its gayety! Here follows yet another
shocking taste: Our local barber: Tomer Mexual, was
an obvious homosexual.
   What must we do to ebb the tide of gay poetry? See the
next example then decide: Steve used to bang his girlfriend
Jen, now he’s banging exclusively men.
   Must we read about the gay life in graphic gay poetry? If you believe not lookie here! My love for my beautiful maiden lass isn’t as strong as it is for some guy’s ***. Disturbing! Gay poetry is all around us, it’s in our soup, our thermometers, yes, even our underwear. To learn more send $47 to Gay Poetry: "The Homosexuals’ Guide to Poetry"; 1621 Gay Way; Go-Gay, Arkansas.
   Just in time for Xmas! U.S. post ofc.-issued gay
stamps commemorating 200 years of ******.

Ch. 1 : “Of course I don't like war, but Mexico is asking for it...”
My left knee hurt and I knew that I'd need left-knee surgery when I returned to the palace. Fortunately my mother, who is the queen of England, wasn't home so I hung my ****** on the throne to air out. It was just 2 minutes later when the red phone rang: “Mexico has dropped a couple of nuclear H bombs on Pakistan.”; “*******!” I exclaimed. I immediately contacted central command. “This is the prince of England! I want 70,000 soldiers dispatched to Mexico immediately!!!”; “Yes sir!” Said the guy on the other end.

Ch. 2 : Cindy's *** puckered like a strangled duck unused to French bread dough. “Did you order the attack on Mexico?” She asked.
   “Yes I did Cindy. As prince of England I see it as my duty.”
   “I love you,” Cindy said, “more than I love God.”
   “Thanks Cindy, but I'm not God, I'm only the prince of England.”

Ch. 3 : “Royal Duties Beyond the Horizon”
My attack on Mexico saved billions of lives in Pakistan and the king of Pakistan knew it. He called me as soon as he could.
   “Please your royal, highly-worshiped Prince of England,” he began, “accept the gratitude of the people of Paskistan for what you have done to save them from being killed by Mexicans.”
   “You're welcome,” I said. “I was simply doing my job as  prince of England. Let's pray that Mexico has learned her lesson.”

Ch. 4 : “Mexico Apologizes”
It didn't take long for el presidente of Mexico to see the error of his ways. In a letter sent to me from the president's house in Mexico City, the president wrote: “Dear Prince of England: I'm so sorry for dropping a couple of  nuclear H bombs on Pakistan the other day. I don't know why I did it. I promise Sir Royal Prince of England that I won't ever do it again. Please forgive me. I am really sorry.
~ Sincerely, the president of Mexico.

Ch. 5 : “Apology Accepted”
As the prince of England I know that nobody's perfect, not even the president of Mexico. I accepted his apology on behalf of the people of Pakistan whom the president of Mexico had dropped a couple of  nuclear H bombs on several days ago.