originally posted by: sapien82
a reply to: CrazeeWorld777
queue every rangers celtic fan being thrown in jail on the Auld firm game day
same wae pubs , the amount of sectarian # they spout on auld firm day is unreal
there wont be enough courts or jails in the land
A-aand that is where social credit scores come in.
I would rather die fighting to the death than have the satisfaction of
having been right by saying ‘I told you so’.
Here is how it works.
Fascist laws appear overnight.
Like outdoor mask mandates.
Those lacking spines slither to be first to show obedience
but a few vertebrates open their mouth to say things like YMMV
(you make me vomit)
which sentiment is promptly reported.
Social (psychiatrists) workers review the report,
being experts in the field of the mind. and forward their
to those with arresting powers.
The arresting power clearly understands that this outrage, this hatespeak,
signals hostility to law and order, and the vertebrates are eagerly brought in for
evaluation, by social workers, of course. Eventually the speech in and of itself
becomes violation, so
Here we are (I was taken in Aug 9 2020)
Bloodwork, urinalysis, during which collection a swab of
the sex organs is done in order to reveal anything untoward, such as incest, sexual activity,
masturbation, whatever they might genetically uncover. If they are fondling you there
for urine collection, then they are after more than just urine.
A vicious circle of tyrannical power grabbing within the authoritative ranks.
Social workers, with a mere impulse of nerves, summon forth police, to arrest.
A surfacing of rebellion by those who did not sign for hire to act as an arresting official
causes a need for greater surveillance. People start to clamor for positions of authority.
A perfect storm.
Yesterday I was approached by a cop.
Because I was shirtless and barefoot, just like
I always am when it is 65 degrees F, in November.
It was because I was given some traction
against being racketeered against, systemically.
Moments earlier I had let the chief have it, in a reply to long awaited communique.
Masked goon gets out of car, approaches.
Stay away from me.
Why are you walking around shirtless and barefoot?
Because I want to (not because I can)
What’s your name?
None of your business (they know who I am)
Where do you live?
None of your business (they know where I live)
I believe they wanted some footage.
The set up involved a dummy person in a dummy car
which had arrived, parked, as I was passing, to create
the impression that I was not the sole reason for the drive by.
I tarried briefly in distance, to observe, to discern, level of deception, intent.
I pretended to be collecting a turd while watching, as a gesture of returned respect.
Maybe I will do it again, right now.
I feel the need
I am bringing a leash.
(She has never been on a leash)
It is likewise warm today.
(This time, I am wearing a shirt)
I feel a slight chill.
Cops are drooling for this power.
In my little town.
Let’s wait till they finish counting votes, eh?
They are, after all, experts. I mean ‘Authorities’
Cops. Firemen. Paramedics.
They used to protect, remember?
All they are protecting now is their tyrannical thirst for power.
This includes social workers. I mean especially
Storm of storms incoming.
edit on 4-11-2020 by TheWhiteKnight because: Turns out I imagined being surrounded by 9 goons and hauled away for saying something about smart
meters. Nope. Never happened. But it did, and so much more, because I live and breathe, and on occasion I leave the house.
4-11-2020 by TheWhiteKnight because: All of this is engraved on my spirit, etched on my soul. Sadly, they have no idea what being attached to my soul
entails. They will learn what this means, even were I never made, for them to molest.
edit on 4-11-2020 by TheWhiteKnight because: (no