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This gangsta is known as QE
He just launched his latest crime spree
His Homie is Keynes
His weapon is chains
His crimes mean we're no longer free!
The Limerick King
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good afternoon, WildBill.
i meant to get on here yesterday for the express purpose of raving. not the MDMA-kinda raving; the more traditional...the effusive complementary-kinda raving.
that barf-bag was hella-original and five-star funny. the whole reel was supurb. all of it top-flight.
you know something, i was disturbed watching jamie dimon on the CFR thingy. not for reasons you may suspect. janus was shaken to his foundations when he saw that ole jamie and i share a particular gift; well, it's a gift that's more an amalgum of several other gifts. the point is: it's just dangerous for someone like jamie dimon to possess such a gift. i don't like it; but i would love nothing more than to take him on. even on his own turf.
you see, JD can compose highly complex and multi-claused arguments in real time; know exactly where he's going; structure his dialog in a coherent and relevant fashion; and undergird it all with a manner and bearing intended to imbue his thesis with the magik of authority. i'm impressed; but janus could woop him. it would be fun to watch, i promise.
most of these fancy boys are nothing but the clones of lab-raised politico/executive-bots (it was a project nixon launched in 73 to cement the single party system...the results speak for themselves. nixon was a genius when it came to cyborgs). you feel sorry for them more than anything else; there is in fact a reason i don't often bully individual politicans or specific fed-board members on these digi-pages, it's called noblesse oblige. you know how it's not cool to pick on retards? well, it's sort-a like that...only worse. but this JD; sad to say, he's no joke. i may have to start paying even closer attention to this beta-lion.
but watch out, jd.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NvoyMq84GO0&feature=related
watch it again. it's awesome being a lion.
anyway, this gangsta thing got me thinkin about QE. remeber back a couple weeks ago when bill gross compared it to meth? right, well, excuse me, mr. gross; but i think i'll be the one to draw QE-narcotic analogies...if you please. right, that's what i thought.
a lil music, apropos the proper narco-analogy...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJNMnBhf-Ds
the words are perfect. the whole song.
"i don't know just where i'm goin/
but i'm gonna try for the kingdom/
if i can; cause it makes me feel like i'm a man...
heroin...be the death of me"
i was recently reminded of the dangers of opiates. and, make no mistake youngstas, all opiates are VERY dangerous. their subtlety and innocent-feeling, unalloyed bliss is the devil's kiss. don't toy with them.
anyway, once you've tasted of the fruit of the forbidden tree, you tend to rationalize things once or twice a year. once innocence is lost, it isn't ever recaputured. there are no born again virgins...and if any of you young ladies would like me to prove it to you, i would be more than happy to oblige. but i digress.
and so it happened that a member of my family got injured and found herself laid up for a while here at the ole casa. it was my mother in law; if it matters. she had this certain persciption, and she offered ole janus a few if he would like them. janus declined. no need for that stuff, said he.
would'nt you know it, Fate would have other plans. this is how it happened, best as i can remember: so i was walkin along, mindin my own business...you know. i'm sure i was ponderin something mighty-profound. and i must of tripped or something. all i know is, it was like time slowed down, but i couldn't interfere with anything that was going on around me. so after i tripped, i must have tried to brace myself against the table or something. seems that decision caused this spatula to go flyin across the kitchen, arcing gently above the tiles below, targeting that bottle of pills. wouldn't you know it, my mother-in-law left the damn lid adjar. stupid bitch. that's just fuckin careless if you ask me.
so the spatula just brushes the pill bottle; just enough to upset it. tragic...i know. exactly two of those things dribble out it's amber mouth; and at the exact moment i came crashing down on the tiles below, both of these pill bounded into my mouth; as if they were animated with the intention of doing just that. it seemed everything was working against me. janus was forelorn.
i was so flummoxed by this cruel turn of events, i reflexively swallowed the vile things. i considered inducing vomiting for a while...you know, to do the right thing. i even picked up the phone to dial poison control. but i didn't want to be a bother. in the end, i thought it best to shoulder the burden all alone; tough it out in spite of my miserable luck with spatulas.
janus suffered...oh my brothers, janus suffered. it was like two or three hours of this efferevescent euphoria; making janus feel even more impressed with his inner magik than he normally is...and if that weren't punishment enough, i was reminded of what addiction to opiates is like...that is, if janus were ever addicted to an opiate; not that he has been, but he can imagine what it's like. trust me.
whether or not janus has any experience with opiates is beside the point; it is a fact that he has no experience with meth. except that he's known meth heads. there are far more functioning meth heads than there destitute meth heads. it's a drug that's still in the shadows destroying families and communities; it's culture is rotten all the way around, but it's just abominable at the fringes. i say all that to stress the fact that functioning is possible, disturbing and stomach-churning though it may be, for many a meth head.
heroin subsumes an individual. now, whatever janus may have done, it was not herion; but all opiates function in a similar fashion; and the most impacting, and therefore addictive, form is heroin. opiates do at first feel like a fairy land. you're lulled by the assuring warmth of this blessed derivation of poppy sap. you challenge yourself to come up with a good reason for not doing this all the time everyday. you tend to lose such arguments
the opiate's assertion is that it just feels right. it doesn't attempt to make its argument accord to any rational framework. just responds with its intrinsic feel-goodery. it tends to stake out an impregnable and indominable position; if you let it assume it. and if you do, it asks another question. and it's always the same question. to wit: why not more?
it says, 'that lil bit, that tiny ole amount we started with; that doesn't do anything but keep me "normal"; and since you're already doin me, may as well get my benefits, no?' again, it has got you there; another irresistable aspect of its insistance.
the sooner it is addressed with a firm resolve and a will to restore inner disipline, the better. any amount of time spent tinkering with opiates or QE will ensure pain and suffering. long enough, and the price exacted will be severe. there is only one outcome once one commits to opiate/QEinfinity -- it is invariably death. america, your federal reserve is killing your market and your economy. and you are voting for it; and have been for some time now. you have gone hospice-morphine-drip-depraved...you've got your thumb taped to the button. it's curtains.
amorica, it's either cold turkey, or the cold-cold grave.
in case you were curious, i cursed my mother in-law a blue-streak over leaving that medicine adjar. janus was so merciless and condemning that i almost scared myself; what's worse, i almost felt guilty...going all ole testament and all. anyway, i think she learned her lesson. my sense is that she will never close a pill bottle again without a violent shaking episode; my sense is that she know understands that there's no excuse for such wrecklessness. me, i haven't learned a fuckin thing. well, maybe i should watch out for spatulas. i try to always take what i can from any situation. only problem is, i don't know what to do next time i start craving pancakes. oh no...i think i'm starting to crave pancakes!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IguAgCLShOY
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cMFWFhTFohk
to know me is hardly golden/
is to know me all wrong, they warn/
in every occasion i'll be ready/
for the funeral,
janus
NWO GANGBANGERS YO
http://www.flickr.com/photos/96891670@N00/6190347992/in/photostream
Knocked it out 'o da park 'dis time dokta!
Keynes is obviously 'all in' !
Yo Keep pumpimg money into da system until we's crash da bone. Word!
This is funny?
ms qe 13
Jamie the Muss and Uncle Lloyd ask Beth Ben Shalom to cook them some QE ... err eggs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TJ_LlGilLo
New Zealand gangsta style
motherfucking classic buuoooy. i will never look at ben bernankster the same way again. forget auditing the fed. i want to see what is under the suit
Straight outta Compton... (special cover version)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K6D5xpCgETk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_imdzRsfLvQ
Great work, WB. You have the talent of making me want to laugh and cry simultaneously.
Gangsta signs: When your hands & fingers curl up because of an epileptic seizure.
Do a 14-5 x 3 on yow azz ninja.
Translation,
QE3 to your detriment muppet.
very provocative
Can vato bernake do drive-bys from his helicopter?
Yes, but they use GPS guided sidewinders instead of AK's.
You’re missing the "47%er" rep sign. Is that index finger into opposite index finger/thumb closed circle or just the double middle finger?
I was in Detroit proper this week two times for work -- there was less they could steal from me those two days than the central bank does each and every FREAKING day bitchez!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gangster whitewalls, tv antennae in the back, ... sunroof top , dig in the sceen with a gangster lean... you may not drive a great big cadilac but benny at the fed do
My speech class is going to love you when I present my speech on the FED to them. Teacher said to remain unbiased but at the end you might say a few words to the contrary. Well a picture says a thousand words. And what a rhyme. If it is not ok to use it in class let me know. I'll let them know where to find more of your work.
To the contrary, it is designed for use in class ;-)
fantastic, original work.
M3, M2, M1. Love it.
Glad it's not Friday the 13th - the comments are pretty dark.
Cheers WB7 ZH & all
Original quote-
Beware the beast man, for he is the Devil’s pawn. Alone among God’s primates, he kills for sport or lust or greed. Yea, he will murder his brother to possess his brother’s land. Let him not breed in great numbers, for he will make a desert of his home and yours. Shun him; drive him back into his jungle lair, for he is the harbinger of death.
23rd scroll, 9th verse. Sacred scrolls of the Planet of the Apes.
Updated quote-
Beware the Federal Reserve banker man, for he is the Devil’s spawn. Alone among a nation’s primary lenders, he prints for sport or lust or greed. Yea, he will murder his brother bankers to possess his brother’s CDO’s. Let him not Libor in great numbers, for he will bankrupt you. Shun him; drive him back into his Wall Street lair, for he is the harbinger of inflation.
23rd scroll, 9th verse. Sacred scrolls of the Planet of the Rapes Apes.
Friday October 12 2:00pm
1 hour Nonfiction
Arts
http://archive.wbai.org/
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keywords: narrative, narrator (this is also
composed of a narrative, plus the essential ).
overuse of the word
"story" but the central point is critical.
feeling / thinking. opening the doors of
perception and understanding. also see
julian jaynes and the origin of consciousness
through the breakdown .....
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or never mind and good luck.
Thursday, October 11, 2012Full Show
Birthplace of Atomic Bomb, New Mexico Remains Center of Massive U.S. Nuclear Arsenal
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http://www.democracynow.org/2012/10/11/birthplace_of_atomic_bomb_new_mexico
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"J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: I have been asked whether in the years to come it will be possible to kill 40 million American people in the 20 largest American towns by the use of atomic bombs in a single night. I am afraid that the answer to that question is yes."
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"J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: A few people laughed, a few people cried. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad Gita: "Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds." I suppose we all thought that, one way or another."
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cheers to the most powerful on wall street, you have
succeeded in becoming "destroyers of worlds" with the
cover of legitimacy provided by your political and
legislative purchases, cheers to you too !
the my stery of hi story will re member us all.
I'm Gonna Get You Whigga!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H9L4UrVm8Cg&feature=related
Bernanke's smoking some fine weed from his plantation of 'green shoots'.
The spoked hubcap around the neck cements in the idea of 'junk.' Great.
Ben in his bling!
you rule
Banzai, you need to do a QE Gagnam style...
Jamie the Muss and Uncle Lloyd ask Beth Ben Shalom to cook them some QE ... err eggs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TJ_LlGilLo
New Zealand gangsta style
LOL!
Dancin' down the slippery slope.
When Merkel shows up:
"Heeeeeeeyyyy! Sexy Lay-day!!!"
ROR.
What! Timma can't dance? And Barak?
Great....
That looks like one of those Frank Marshall Davis shots.
"Never had so desperate a group of US 'american' human beings banded together .... to farm the poor and exploit the weak ... to consumptionalize ... to offuscate the mattering thing .... to monolize the speeching means .... to up the middle class, which is the king class ... to blob-up ... ABNORMALS ANANONYMOUS."
Make us laugh!
DC's got this crew called The FRB
Wilding the Capital in a FIAT Shooting spree
Leader of the gang is Big Ben Manbernkrug
Shapiro is his Mol and Green Print ink is his drug
loooooooooooooooooooool
On the subject of political photo art ... and to add to WB7's political babe raw photo archive ...
A 22-year-old blonde candidate in our current local elections this weekend, Milka Malfait, a former beauty pageant star, is showing her bare ass cheeks in an election campaign photo, along the lines of the famous 'Tennis Girl' photo from 1976 by Martin Elliott ...
And Ms Malfait promises to strip completely nude if she gets 1000 votes
Photo here - Part of why we have fun voting in Belgium
http://www.gva.be/nieuws/in-de-rand/aid1245262/truiense-dan-toch-niet-ui...
With a few more canidates of that caliber you might not have to wait so long for your next govmt.....};~P
....what was his name before the operation?
Looks like she's deft with balls as well...