Everyone Into the Cesspool!
Today is Sunday, 28 October 2012.
On this date in 1929, "Black Monday", the Great Crash continued on Wall Street, as the stocks of the Dow lost a record 13%.
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"Stealthily advancing, the globalists and socialists at the United Nations, and in the United States itself, are trying to dilute our national sovereignty, undermine our democratic values, and mandate massive transfers of our wealth and technology to third world countries. They want to create a "global governance" where binding and critical decisions are made by the UN and international commissions, instead of by our elected officials."
You'll be forgiven, gentle reader, if, upon reading the preceding, you fear that you've fallen down a rabbit hole, and been transported to a John Birch Society rally in 1963, or that someone has slipped some very bad acid into your eggnog. Instead, it's an excerpt from publicity materials for Here Come the Black Helicopters! by Dick Morris and Eileen McCann, a new screed inexplicably bearing the imprint of once-respected HarperCollins. (Morris was a mainstream "political consultant" until 1996, when his appetite for prostitutes was bared.)
Dick: Why not just scream "Kikes! Kikes! Kikes!" and be done with it? Do you really so badly need the cash to support your hooker habit? Will you wallow in absolutely any sewer in your constant lust for attention?
Should prove #1-with-a-bullet among White People's Tea Partie types.
Today is Sunday, 28 October 2012.
On this date in 1929, "Black Monday", the Great Crash continued on Wall Street, as the stocks of the Dow lost a record 13%.
____________________________________________________________
"Stealthily advancing, the globalists and socialists at the United Nations, and in the United States itself, are trying to dilute our national sovereignty, undermine our democratic values, and mandate massive transfers of our wealth and technology to third world countries. They want to create a "global governance" where binding and critical decisions are made by the UN and international commissions, instead of by our elected officials."
You'll be forgiven, gentle reader, if, upon reading the preceding, you fear that you've fallen down a rabbit hole, and been transported to a John Birch Society rally in 1963, or that someone has slipped some very bad acid into your eggnog. Instead, it's an excerpt from publicity materials for Here Come the Black Helicopters! by Dick Morris and Eileen McCann, a new screed inexplicably bearing the imprint of once-respected HarperCollins. (Morris was a mainstream "political consultant" until 1996, when his appetite for prostitutes was bared.)
Dick: Why not just scream "Kikes! Kikes! Kikes!" and be done with it? Do you really so badly need the cash to support your hooker habit? Will you wallow in absolutely any sewer in your constant lust for attention?
Should prove #1-with-a-bullet among White People's Tea Partie types.
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