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Here is my latest blog post. I am dying. Iowa is going out of its way to kill me. Save me. Please save me. Please save me before the evil that is Iowa destroys me completely. If my mother Dina loved me, she would have given me back my passport and driven me to Canada by now. I have no one in this hell hole anywhere.
Boston, MA, USA. You are a kind, courageous people, Boston. Ready to help people in need. We will need to figure out what happened, so everyone can heal. Never let terrorism terrorize you. That is what the terrorists want. That is how the terrorists win. I cannot wait to see how big and beautiful next year's marathon will be.
As for my life, I really need my husband. I am hanging on by my fingernails. I am barely hanging on in here at all. I need to heal, and the only thing that will make me heal is my husband. They have fought so hard to take him away from me. He is the only reason I can wake up in the morning and do good in the world all day. Please let me heal.
My brave rescuers, I hear I have a set return date. None of this would have been possible without you nor without your bravery. You put your life on the line to rescue me. I will never forget you. I will work everyday to make this world worthy of you and your sacrifice. When you get a chance, tell me what you want in your freer and more beautiful world. I will not disappoint.
My beautiful world, I am a mess. The Iowa jack(expletive) brigade refuses to stop. They keep going out of their way to ask me my name and to pretend I do not matter in the world. Something needs to kick Iowa into line, and you are the only people I have to ask for help with this.
Please, my beautiful world, get into Des Moines and beat the locals over the head with reality. Force this land of (expletive)ers to treat me like a human with full human rights and with the dignity and respect I am due. I need you, my beautiful world. I need your help. They are killing me.
SynSyn, what can we do about a court injunction to end the bubble completely? I am dying in here. Iowa has chosen to kill me to make Obama happy. These people are so EVIL. I have never met a more heinous people in my life than the people of Iowa.
Since the obvious stood up in court, that is, since I was found innocent in the highest court in the land, there must be something the courts can do to force the bubble to end. Please do not confuse this with any sort of superficial and misfounded suspicion of murder as ever being an excuse for publicly persecuting, raping, and torturing anyone anyway, even if she were guilty.
My BFF, I heard a rumor I have a set return date, but will it come before Iowa destroys me? Please do everything possible as you wield the 'Power of Squid' for me to get me a rescue ASAP. Please be all over the courts to get an injunction to force the bubble to come down. I need a rescue, Synny. I am almost dead in here.
Sweetness, I put a letter in the mail to you sealed with a kiss Monday afternoon. I thought you might want a little reminder of how much I love and adore you. Darling, I know and understand I get to sleep with other people just like you do. There is just no one appetizing around here.
Darling, you do not need to worry about my sleeping with anyone else. I am worth a real effort to be with, and the locals are mortified of being nice to me. Basically, there is no one willing to move heaven and earth and take on the president to be with me but you. You win the girl. I have no idea what I did right for you to love me as much as you do, and you win the princess.
My beloved, you are my hero, my king, and my reason for living. You are the only force in this world that can heal me. And knowing you love me is the only reason I can wake up in the morning and do good in the world. Once you finally come my way again, I will take great pride in keeping you very happy for the rest of your life. You do not need to worry about whether or not I love you. And I apologize for not reminding you often enough for you to be restful and contented.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Evidence Raining from the Skies
Preface: Same as always... Make sure you favorite or bookmark frisco-squid.blogspot.com, so you can check this blog regularly for new posts. Please read and share them all. Yes, yes, share all my blog posts yourselves!
Here is my latest blog post. I am barely hanging on by my fingernails in here. I feel like a monarch on her deathbed trying to squeak out her last few pearls of wisdom before she dies. I would not be capable of this at all if I had not dreamed of Sweetness healing me last night.
Pyongyang, North Korea. North Korea, I have said this before, and I will say it again. You do not want to be the one who strikes first. History favors the victims who prevail. History never favors the irrational aggressor. Also, if you strike first, you will not have China behind you, and you simply cannot engage in an international conflict without China. Please listen to China, North Korea. Please listen.
Mogadishu, Somalia. Al Qaeda, may I ask you a question? Do you not believe you could be more influential in the world if you offered people a haven from oppression and violence instead of constant warfare and terror?
I understand why you hate America. Obama hunts down your leaders with drones and kills them without putting them on trial first. That is one of his many human rights violations worldwide.
But why do you hate civilians in Somalia? If you made yourselves desirable leaders of communities instead of killers, you would have an easier time spreading your influence and your ideals. If you could make people love you instead of fear you, you could easily conquer the world.
Caracas, Venezuela. How did the elections go? Democracy in action is such a beautiful thing to behold. Who is the new leader of Venezuela? Please stand by the results if the elections were held fairly. Democracy can be tenuous after elections. Please hold your country together.
London, UK. Not everybody loved Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher. I understand she and the Queen did not get along at all. The Iron Lady was a very controversial leader of a nation in a tough economy, and she never backed down from handbagging her enemies.
It cannot be argued, though, that she was the first female leader of a free country in the Western world. She means a lot to women everywhere for this. It can be said, we wish she did the job better. But she filled the role with all of herself. We will see how history judges Margaret Thatcher.
Washington, DC, USA. Congress, we need gun control, and we need immigration reform. We need them both more now than ever before, and you know why. What we need most is your bipartisanship. We need to see Congress agree. We need to see your leadership on compromise and cooperation. We need you, Congress. Please do not let us down.
As for my life, the FBI have literally stolen money from my checking account, now. Speak with Wells Fargo if you want witnesses. The manager Stacey Glenn who needs to be fired immediately from the branch in Ingersoll in Des Moines literally tried to tell me that Liberty Mutual insurance checks issued through Bank of America are 'high risk' instead of admitting she let the FBI steal my money.
Wells Fargo corporate, you know what to do; call Syniva and start explaining what happened. We will not hold Wells Fargo responsible as long as you turn in Obama. Obama is intentionally keeping me poverty stricken and always has.
My beautiful world, it is getting worse in here. This came in the mail yesterday. Please call the probate court at the Polk County District Courts to make the evil adult guardianship go away forever. It is killing me. This is making me beyond distraught...
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You can reach the Polk County Courthouse here...
Elizabeth Baldwin
District Court Admin.
Polk County Courthouse
500 Mulberry Street,
Room 411
Des Moines, IA 50309
(515) 286-3198
Insist on speaking with the probate court or Judge Ruth Klotz of the probate court. She is the only probate judge. Please make sure you make the adult guardianship disappear forever. The evils of Polk County must be stopped. I am counting on you, my beautiful world. I know you can do this for me. Flex your muscles.
SynSyn, the longer this goes on, the more evidence Obama will just drop in our laps. Please make sure you speak with Wells Fargo corporate. It is raining evidence.
While you are collecting evidence, my BFF, get your hands on a copy of Obama's proposed budget that just came out. An expert like Paul Ryan will be able to point out all of the places where Obama budgets for raping, torturing, and persecuting me. The evidence is everywhere, Synny. Thank you for fighting the good fight.
Oh, and my BFF, please make sure Attorney Mark R. Gray is disbarred and imprisoned for libel, perjury, conspiracy, and everything else you can make stick. Prepare paperwork to sue Lynn Boeset. Sue her for everything. Force her to provide me with the comfortable billionaire lifestyle I would have if I were free to leave Iowa permanently to be with my husband. Break Lynn Boeset. I want her broken and begging for mercy.
I am no longer a beautiful soul doing good in the world. You can blame Judge Ruth Klotz, Mark R. Gray, and Lynn Boeset for this. Make them feel my wrath.
Lynn will not be hard to find. The town of Nevada in Iowa is a small town, and we know she lives there. All we need is the internet or a phone book to find her. Thank you for raining hell on my enemies, SynSyn and my beautiful world.
My beautiful world, never forget... Obama picked me out and exploited me. He wanted speakers in everyone's heads. He wanted totalitarian control of the media. He planned on throwing me away by making me kill myself. I was picked out by Obama in 2009 to be exploited, but he did not plan on my fighting back. Now, he has a personal vendetta against me. Click here to read the entire previous blog post.
I need your help, my beautiful world, to fight Obama's bubble of persecution, rape, and torture on every level. Thank you for everything you do for me. This would have killed me by now if it were not for all of you. Please continue bringing the truth and all the truth into Iowa, too. There should be no one anywhere willing to be an evil adult guardian over me. Thank you.
My beautiful world, I am dying. I am losing my will to live, and I am losing my will to do good in the world. Obama is winning. He is killing me. I am very close to being completely destroyed. I need help in here. I need friends. I need my reality acknowledged. And most importantly, I need my husband. Click here to read the entire previous blog post.
Sweetness, start taking me and how much I love you for granted and stop worrying about how I feel about you. I love you. I always will. Why are you worried? I will always be here metaphorically right beside you fighting our battles together. You can always count on me, my beloved, just like I can always count on you.
Darling, I am sorry there is this constant pressure on you to save the world by saving me. I know it is not fair that you have to carry this burden. But I need you. And I love you. And there is nothing and no one else who can heal me but you. Thank you.
Sweetness, I had a beautiful dream about you last night. We were lying in bed together all tangled up and just resting there. I could feel your breath against me. I could feel your heartbeat next to mine. You were comforting me, so I could heal. I know I am pretty much destroyed right now, but I have faith you can heal me. That dream is the only reason I could wake up today and do good in the world. Thank you.
Here is my latest blog post. I am barely hanging on by my fingernails in here. I feel like a monarch on her deathbed trying to squeak out her last few pearls of wisdom before she dies. I would not be capable of this at all if I had not dreamed of Sweetness healing me last night.
Pyongyang, North Korea. North Korea, I have said this before, and I will say it again. You do not want to be the one who strikes first. History favors the victims who prevail. History never favors the irrational aggressor. Also, if you strike first, you will not have China behind you, and you simply cannot engage in an international conflict without China. Please listen to China, North Korea. Please listen.
Mogadishu, Somalia. Al Qaeda, may I ask you a question? Do you not believe you could be more influential in the world if you offered people a haven from oppression and violence instead of constant warfare and terror?
I understand why you hate America. Obama hunts down your leaders with drones and kills them without putting them on trial first. That is one of his many human rights violations worldwide.
But why do you hate civilians in Somalia? If you made yourselves desirable leaders of communities instead of killers, you would have an easier time spreading your influence and your ideals. If you could make people love you instead of fear you, you could easily conquer the world.
Caracas, Venezuela. How did the elections go? Democracy in action is such a beautiful thing to behold. Who is the new leader of Venezuela? Please stand by the results if the elections were held fairly. Democracy can be tenuous after elections. Please hold your country together.
London, UK. Not everybody loved Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher. I understand she and the Queen did not get along at all. The Iron Lady was a very controversial leader of a nation in a tough economy, and she never backed down from handbagging her enemies.
It cannot be argued, though, that she was the first female leader of a free country in the Western world. She means a lot to women everywhere for this. It can be said, we wish she did the job better. But she filled the role with all of herself. We will see how history judges Margaret Thatcher.
Washington, DC, USA. Congress, we need gun control, and we need immigration reform. We need them both more now than ever before, and you know why. What we need most is your bipartisanship. We need to see Congress agree. We need to see your leadership on compromise and cooperation. We need you, Congress. Please do not let us down.
As for my life, the FBI have literally stolen money from my checking account, now. Speak with Wells Fargo if you want witnesses. The manager Stacey Glenn who needs to be fired immediately from the branch in Ingersoll in Des Moines literally tried to tell me that Liberty Mutual insurance checks issued through Bank of America are 'high risk' instead of admitting she let the FBI steal my money.
Wells Fargo corporate, you know what to do; call Syniva and start explaining what happened. We will not hold Wells Fargo responsible as long as you turn in Obama. Obama is intentionally keeping me poverty stricken and always has.
My beautiful world, it is getting worse in here. This came in the mail yesterday. Please call the probate court at the Polk County District Courts to make the evil adult guardianship go away forever. It is killing me. This is making me beyond distraught...
Page 1:
Page 2:
Page 3:
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You can reach the Polk County Courthouse here...
Elizabeth Baldwin
District Court Admin.
Polk County Courthouse
500 Mulberry Street,
Room 411
Des Moines, IA 50309
(515) 286-3198
Insist on speaking with the probate court or Judge Ruth Klotz of the probate court. She is the only probate judge. Please make sure you make the adult guardianship disappear forever. The evils of Polk County must be stopped. I am counting on you, my beautiful world. I know you can do this for me. Flex your muscles.
SynSyn, the longer this goes on, the more evidence Obama will just drop in our laps. Please make sure you speak with Wells Fargo corporate. It is raining evidence.
While you are collecting evidence, my BFF, get your hands on a copy of Obama's proposed budget that just came out. An expert like Paul Ryan will be able to point out all of the places where Obama budgets for raping, torturing, and persecuting me. The evidence is everywhere, Synny. Thank you for fighting the good fight.
Oh, and my BFF, please make sure Attorney Mark R. Gray is disbarred and imprisoned for libel, perjury, conspiracy, and everything else you can make stick. Prepare paperwork to sue Lynn Boeset. Sue her for everything. Force her to provide me with the comfortable billionaire lifestyle I would have if I were free to leave Iowa permanently to be with my husband. Break Lynn Boeset. I want her broken and begging for mercy.
I am no longer a beautiful soul doing good in the world. You can blame Judge Ruth Klotz, Mark R. Gray, and Lynn Boeset for this. Make them feel my wrath.
Lynn will not be hard to find. The town of Nevada in Iowa is a small town, and we know she lives there. All we need is the internet or a phone book to find her. Thank you for raining hell on my enemies, SynSyn and my beautiful world.
My beautiful world, never forget... Obama picked me out and exploited me. He wanted speakers in everyone's heads. He wanted totalitarian control of the media. He planned on throwing me away by making me kill myself. I was picked out by Obama in 2009 to be exploited, but he did not plan on my fighting back. Now, he has a personal vendetta against me. Click here to read the entire previous blog post.
I need your help, my beautiful world, to fight Obama's bubble of persecution, rape, and torture on every level. Thank you for everything you do for me. This would have killed me by now if it were not for all of you. Please continue bringing the truth and all the truth into Iowa, too. There should be no one anywhere willing to be an evil adult guardian over me. Thank you.
My beautiful world, I am dying. I am losing my will to live, and I am losing my will to do good in the world. Obama is winning. He is killing me. I am very close to being completely destroyed. I need help in here. I need friends. I need my reality acknowledged. And most importantly, I need my husband. Click here to read the entire previous blog post.
Sweetness, start taking me and how much I love you for granted and stop worrying about how I feel about you. I love you. I always will. Why are you worried? I will always be here metaphorically right beside you fighting our battles together. You can always count on me, my beloved, just like I can always count on you.
Darling, I am sorry there is this constant pressure on you to save the world by saving me. I know it is not fair that you have to carry this burden. But I need you. And I love you. And there is nothing and no one else who can heal me but you. Thank you.
Sweetness, I had a beautiful dream about you last night. We were lying in bed together all tangled up and just resting there. I could feel your breath against me. I could feel your heartbeat next to mine. You were comforting me, so I could heal. I know I am pretty much destroyed right now, but I have faith you can heal me. That dream is the only reason I could wake up today and do good in the world. Thank you.
Friday, April 12, 2013
I am Dying in Here.
Preface: Same as always... Make sure you favorite or bookmark frisco-squid.blogspot.com, so you can check this blog regularly for new posts. Please read and share them all. Yes, yes, share all my blog posts yourselves!
Here is my latest blog post. Please save me. I am almost destroyed.
Syria. No, I did not forget about you. I have just done everything possible for me to do to help you until I get my basic human rights back. Obama is killing me, Syria. I would much rather spend my days solving your problems, but I am close to dead in here.
They have put so many horrible chemicals in my food, drink, and water, that I am lucky my digestive system is not permanently set on regurgitation. There is testosterone and LSD in the city water right now. And that is only what I can tell is there from other people's behaviors and health complaints. CLEAN UP YOUR CITY WATER DES MOINES! Children and pregnant women drink this water!
In the news of the odd, I heard someone try to call me an heiress Wednesday afternoon. Yes, I am the future queen of Spain, but my suffering earned every penny I have. I might literally be worth over one billion dollars, but I earned it all. I have inherited nothing but my youthful appearance from my parents. I would rather be penniless than suffer all the ways I am still suffering, but I have no choice.
Just so you all know, from the moment this post was published, my offer to negotiate with Obama has been rescinded. We are just impeaching him now. He has surrendered his only way out through his inhumanity to me, cruelty to my loved ones, oppression of America, and pain to the world. I am too close to being destroyed by Obama to be irrationally good to him.
My beautiful world, I pride myself on being part of a team. SynSyn, Sweetness, all of you, everyone who helps, the entire menagerie of animals, the nerds, the ninjas, the dogs, cats, bears, mice, the protesters, the volunteers, you all know who you are, thank you. I need to lean on my team a little more than usual right now. I am close to destroyed.
My brave rescuers, do not panic. Do not go out and get yourselves killed. I know how much you worry.
My beautiful world, I am dying. I am losing my will to live, and I am losing my will to do good in the world. Obama is winning. He is killing me. I am very close to being completely destroyed. I need help in here. I need friends. I need my reality acknowledged. And most importantly, I need my husband.
I am almost dead, so you are going to have to do some of the problem solving now. You, my beautiful world, need to figure out how to break Iowa, so that they no longer obey the rules. They are all (expletive)ers who never listen to me. They are what is killing me. You need to stop Iowa from obeying the rules to preserve me. You need to figure this out, my beautiful world. I am almost gone. Iowa has almost killed me.
You also need to figure out how to get my husband to me. He is the only thing I can think of that could heal me. Sweetness and I have long had the understanding that we go from here to someplace I can heal once he reaches me. Please make sure I get a chance to heal before I die in here. My beautiful world, I need you. I am so far gone, I cannot do the problem solving anymore. You are going to have to figure this out. Please hurry.
SynSyn, I need the quacks put in prison. I know you are very busy right now. When we are done impeaching Obama, please remember to put Landy and Singh in prison for torture. I need justice. I love you, Synny, and I miss you. I could really use a friend right now in here. You could keep me alive if it were not forbidden for me to spend time with my own best friend.
Sweetness, Papa Bear, the Mr. Johnny Depp, my Mr. Love-of-my-Life, my hero, my king, my reason for living, I love and adore you. I love everything about you-- normal human faults, moody tendencies, dark side, and all. I would never want to change you; you are the man who has chosen to fight so hard to be with me despite all of the difficulties. I love you just the way you are. I just want to grow old with you. And I really need a good dose of my reason for living right now.
Darling, I never wept so hard as when I thought you left me. I would never leave you. I did not understand you need constant reassurances of how much I love you. I will never let you down again. I love and adore you. Do these words still have meaning? I love and adore you. I love and adore you. I love and adore you. Please listen to me.
Here is my latest blog post. Please save me. I am almost destroyed.
Syria. No, I did not forget about you. I have just done everything possible for me to do to help you until I get my basic human rights back. Obama is killing me, Syria. I would much rather spend my days solving your problems, but I am close to dead in here.
They have put so many horrible chemicals in my food, drink, and water, that I am lucky my digestive system is not permanently set on regurgitation. There is testosterone and LSD in the city water right now. And that is only what I can tell is there from other people's behaviors and health complaints. CLEAN UP YOUR CITY WATER DES MOINES! Children and pregnant women drink this water!
In the news of the odd, I heard someone try to call me an heiress Wednesday afternoon. Yes, I am the future queen of Spain, but my suffering earned every penny I have. I might literally be worth over one billion dollars, but I earned it all. I have inherited nothing but my youthful appearance from my parents. I would rather be penniless than suffer all the ways I am still suffering, but I have no choice.
Just so you all know, from the moment this post was published, my offer to negotiate with Obama has been rescinded. We are just impeaching him now. He has surrendered his only way out through his inhumanity to me, cruelty to my loved ones, oppression of America, and pain to the world. I am too close to being destroyed by Obama to be irrationally good to him.
My beautiful world, I pride myself on being part of a team. SynSyn, Sweetness, all of you, everyone who helps, the entire menagerie of animals, the nerds, the ninjas, the dogs, cats, bears, mice, the protesters, the volunteers, you all know who you are, thank you. I need to lean on my team a little more than usual right now. I am close to destroyed.
My brave rescuers, do not panic. Do not go out and get yourselves killed. I know how much you worry.
My beautiful world, I am dying. I am losing my will to live, and I am losing my will to do good in the world. Obama is winning. He is killing me. I am very close to being completely destroyed. I need help in here. I need friends. I need my reality acknowledged. And most importantly, I need my husband.
I am almost dead, so you are going to have to do some of the problem solving now. You, my beautiful world, need to figure out how to break Iowa, so that they no longer obey the rules. They are all (expletive)ers who never listen to me. They are what is killing me. You need to stop Iowa from obeying the rules to preserve me. You need to figure this out, my beautiful world. I am almost gone. Iowa has almost killed me.
You also need to figure out how to get my husband to me. He is the only thing I can think of that could heal me. Sweetness and I have long had the understanding that we go from here to someplace I can heal once he reaches me. Please make sure I get a chance to heal before I die in here. My beautiful world, I need you. I am so far gone, I cannot do the problem solving anymore. You are going to have to figure this out. Please hurry.
SynSyn, I need the quacks put in prison. I know you are very busy right now. When we are done impeaching Obama, please remember to put Landy and Singh in prison for torture. I need justice. I love you, Synny, and I miss you. I could really use a friend right now in here. You could keep me alive if it were not forbidden for me to spend time with my own best friend.
Sweetness, Papa Bear, the Mr. Johnny Depp, my Mr. Love-of-my-Life, my hero, my king, my reason for living, I love and adore you. I love everything about you-- normal human faults, moody tendencies, dark side, and all. I would never want to change you; you are the man who has chosen to fight so hard to be with me despite all of the difficulties. I love you just the way you are. I just want to grow old with you. And I really need a good dose of my reason for living right now.
Darling, I never wept so hard as when I thought you left me. I would never leave you. I did not understand you need constant reassurances of how much I love you. I will never let you down again. I love and adore you. Do these words still have meaning? I love and adore you. I love and adore you. I love and adore you. Please listen to me.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Say it to Obama's Face.
Preface: Same as always... Make sure you favorite or bookmark frisco-squid.blogspot.com, so you can check this blog regularly for new posts. Please read and share them all. Yes, yes, share all my blog posts yourselves!
Here is my latest blog post. Remind Obama I could rescind the offer to negotiate at any moment, so it would behoove him to be nice to me instead of his usual hate campaign. He seduced my husband, tortured me, and refused to allow court rulings to stand. Obama is out of control and needs to be kicked into line. Where is Michelle during all of this? Why has no one put a stop to this man's oppression and persecution yet?
Syria. The UNHCR is almost out of cash completely for aid to Syrian refugees. Over one million Syrians are in refugee camps, and an estimated four million are displaced inside Syria. These are people desperate for safety who have no place to go for help. Please click here to donate to the UNHCR. It is the part of the United Nations that helps refugees. We cannot let these people starve.
As for my life, if you are reading this, Sweetness did not make it to rescue me by midnight on the morning of 09April2013. This means, Syn, we need to press criminal charges against Obama for all crimes related to his putting drugs in my food, drink, and water since 2009. Press charges for everything from public health hazard to attempted assassination and bolster our cases for conspiracy, abuse of office, etc... You have all my hair to prove this.
Here is my Facebook status from yesterday... SynSyn, if you have been checking my twitter, you know I have given Obama until midnight tonight to release Sweetness to come here and pick me up. If Obama does not comply, we need to press criminal charges against him for putting drugs in my food, drink, and water since 2009. You have seen my hair.
According to the voices Obama pumps into Sampo, we still have the same method as last time available to us to press criminal charges. Was it an injunction from the courts? And, Syn, I mean all criminal charges possible from conspiracy, abuse of office, and public health hazard to attempted assassination.
We need to get aggressive. There is kerosene in my hair. And knowing Obama, he would rather we press more criminal charges against him than let our court win allowing Sweetness to pick me up to stand.
In short, we won in court. Sweetness should be able to pick me up. Obama is instead abusing his office to serve his personal vendetta against me and is refusing to allow my own husband near me. We have more evidence against Obama for our first batch of criminal charges.
Furthermore, I have given Obama until midnight tonight to release Sweetness to pick me up. Obama likely won't. Please be prepared to file a second round of criminal charges against Obama for drugging all of my food, drink, and water even inside hospitals since 2009. He fed me LSD while I was inside torture facilities.
Thank you, Synnny. You are the best BFF ever. Teach Obama he has to grow some ovaries to deal with women like us. I love you. To see my Facebook wall, click here.
As for the rumor it ends after five years, that mandate was already repealed. The mandate that allowed for these heinous human rights violations against me and against all of America was repealed including the part spelling out when the bubble ends. It was repealed on 01Jan2013 or 03Jan2a013 depending on which day the fiscal-cliff-avoidance bill was signed into law by Obama. The bubble is only an Obama policy, now. It is not the law.
Obama's personal executive orders enforcing the bubble do not have the same five-years-total expiration date the repealed mandate had. Obama just needs to stop. If Obama does not choose to take the bubble down completely, all of America will have to wait for our basic human rights until he leaves office. We can only pray, for my sake, for the sake of America, and for the sake of the world, the bubble comes down before 2017.
As always, my genius lawyers, full speed ahead with impeaching Obama. We do not slow down until the complete bubble comes down. And that offer from me to negotiate with him is only temporary. If Obama keeps abusing his office in such heinous ways just to damage me, I will rescind my offer.
Between the torture and the 'cheating' scandal, last week was a rough one for me. Do not expect me to hold out the olive branch much longer before just clenching my jaw and saying impeach him at all costs.
Obama is my rapist, my torturer, and my slave driver. He is the constant threat that unrelentingly poisons me. Where is Michelle in all of this? Why has no one kicked Obama into line, yet?
If you love Obama, and I have no idea how anyone ever could, but if you love Obama, convince him to take down the bubble completely and save himself. I have run out of reasons to be nice to him. I can save the world without his help. Convince him to take the bubble down before I rescind the offer to negotiate.
Obama needs to learn how to be humane and if possible compassionate to other human beings. I do not mind cracking the whip on him to force this. It is my turn.
My brave rescuers, thank you for hanging in out there. I know it is not easy. I know you are not comfortable. I know you suffer and sacrifice. I also know you will not give up until I am safe. Thank you for everything you do for me.
My beautiful world, I need two things from you right now. First of all, I need you to get in Obama's face. Obama is addicted to being treated like a celebrity. He will make public appearances to feel like a rock star until he is put in prison.
Please, my beautiful world, go to the events. Shake his hand. And tell him to his face to take the bubble down. Protest outside of everywhere he goes to speak.
If you are a world leader, call the White House. Insist on speaking with him. Demand to his face that he take the bubble down.
We need more people in Obama's face demanding an end to these heinous human rights violations. Make Obama hear you. Get in his face, and make your voice heard.
Secondly, my beautiful world, I need you to get the truth into Iowa. I need you to increase awareness of who I am, what I do in this world, and how much I suffer. Make sure everyone knows everything. Force these people to be compassionate and care about preserving my benevolence.
The other day a waitress asked me what I do. I told her I save the world. And she laughed at me. The evil inherent in being an Iowan needs to be countered. Beat Iowa over the head with reality until they care.
Thank you, my beautiful world. I would be no one without you.
SynSyn, yeah, once you have all of the paperwork in order, file all of those criminal charges. The longer this goes on, the more evidence Obama just drops in our laps. He wants to be impeached. Who are we not to oblige?
Yesterday, Synny, I wanted to make a formal statement about the power of the courts and the importance of upholding their rulings for maintaining a well-balanced society, but I had and still have no idea what court battle we just won. So, I said what I said instead. If Obama will never relent, he will need to be forced out of office to save America and the world.
Sweetness, we get so close sometimes. I hate when you get jerked around. I love and adore you. I dream about you every night, but you are only in my good dreams. I have such horrible nightmares of being raped and tortured with injections sometimes. I wonder if people can hear me dreaming and screaming for help in my sleep. I understand we have to wait until the summer. I would wait a lifetime to be with you.
Here is my latest blog post. Remind Obama I could rescind the offer to negotiate at any moment, so it would behoove him to be nice to me instead of his usual hate campaign. He seduced my husband, tortured me, and refused to allow court rulings to stand. Obama is out of control and needs to be kicked into line. Where is Michelle during all of this? Why has no one put a stop to this man's oppression and persecution yet?
Syria. The UNHCR is almost out of cash completely for aid to Syrian refugees. Over one million Syrians are in refugee camps, and an estimated four million are displaced inside Syria. These are people desperate for safety who have no place to go for help. Please click here to donate to the UNHCR. It is the part of the United Nations that helps refugees. We cannot let these people starve.
As for my life, if you are reading this, Sweetness did not make it to rescue me by midnight on the morning of 09April2013. This means, Syn, we need to press criminal charges against Obama for all crimes related to his putting drugs in my food, drink, and water since 2009. Press charges for everything from public health hazard to attempted assassination and bolster our cases for conspiracy, abuse of office, etc... You have all my hair to prove this.
Here is my Facebook status from yesterday... SynSyn, if you have been checking my twitter, you know I have given Obama until midnight tonight to release Sweetness to come here and pick me up. If Obama does not comply, we need to press criminal charges against him for putting drugs in my food, drink, and water since 2009. You have seen my hair.
According to the voices Obama pumps into Sampo, we still have the same method as last time available to us to press criminal charges. Was it an injunction from the courts? And, Syn, I mean all criminal charges possible from conspiracy, abuse of office, and public health hazard to attempted assassination.
We need to get aggressive. There is kerosene in my hair. And knowing Obama, he would rather we press more criminal charges against him than let our court win allowing Sweetness to pick me up to stand.
In short, we won in court. Sweetness should be able to pick me up. Obama is instead abusing his office to serve his personal vendetta against me and is refusing to allow my own husband near me. We have more evidence against Obama for our first batch of criminal charges.
Furthermore, I have given Obama until midnight tonight to release Sweetness to pick me up. Obama likely won't. Please be prepared to file a second round of criminal charges against Obama for drugging all of my food, drink, and water even inside hospitals since 2009. He fed me LSD while I was inside torture facilities.
Thank you, Synnny. You are the best BFF ever. Teach Obama he has to grow some ovaries to deal with women like us. I love you. To see my Facebook wall, click here.
As for the rumor it ends after five years, that mandate was already repealed. The mandate that allowed for these heinous human rights violations against me and against all of America was repealed including the part spelling out when the bubble ends. It was repealed on 01Jan2013 or 03Jan2a013 depending on which day the fiscal-cliff-avoidance bill was signed into law by Obama. The bubble is only an Obama policy, now. It is not the law.
Obama's personal executive orders enforcing the bubble do not have the same five-years-total expiration date the repealed mandate had. Obama just needs to stop. If Obama does not choose to take the bubble down completely, all of America will have to wait for our basic human rights until he leaves office. We can only pray, for my sake, for the sake of America, and for the sake of the world, the bubble comes down before 2017.
As always, my genius lawyers, full speed ahead with impeaching Obama. We do not slow down until the complete bubble comes down. And that offer from me to negotiate with him is only temporary. If Obama keeps abusing his office in such heinous ways just to damage me, I will rescind my offer.
Between the torture and the 'cheating' scandal, last week was a rough one for me. Do not expect me to hold out the olive branch much longer before just clenching my jaw and saying impeach him at all costs.
Obama is my rapist, my torturer, and my slave driver. He is the constant threat that unrelentingly poisons me. Where is Michelle in all of this? Why has no one kicked Obama into line, yet?
If you love Obama, and I have no idea how anyone ever could, but if you love Obama, convince him to take down the bubble completely and save himself. I have run out of reasons to be nice to him. I can save the world without his help. Convince him to take the bubble down before I rescind the offer to negotiate.
Obama needs to learn how to be humane and if possible compassionate to other human beings. I do not mind cracking the whip on him to force this. It is my turn.
My brave rescuers, thank you for hanging in out there. I know it is not easy. I know you are not comfortable. I know you suffer and sacrifice. I also know you will not give up until I am safe. Thank you for everything you do for me.
My beautiful world, I need two things from you right now. First of all, I need you to get in Obama's face. Obama is addicted to being treated like a celebrity. He will make public appearances to feel like a rock star until he is put in prison.
Please, my beautiful world, go to the events. Shake his hand. And tell him to his face to take the bubble down. Protest outside of everywhere he goes to speak.
If you are a world leader, call the White House. Insist on speaking with him. Demand to his face that he take the bubble down.
We need more people in Obama's face demanding an end to these heinous human rights violations. Make Obama hear you. Get in his face, and make your voice heard.
Secondly, my beautiful world, I need you to get the truth into Iowa. I need you to increase awareness of who I am, what I do in this world, and how much I suffer. Make sure everyone knows everything. Force these people to be compassionate and care about preserving my benevolence.
The other day a waitress asked me what I do. I told her I save the world. And she laughed at me. The evil inherent in being an Iowan needs to be countered. Beat Iowa over the head with reality until they care.
Thank you, my beautiful world. I would be no one without you.
SynSyn, yeah, once you have all of the paperwork in order, file all of those criminal charges. The longer this goes on, the more evidence Obama just drops in our laps. He wants to be impeached. Who are we not to oblige?
Yesterday, Synny, I wanted to make a formal statement about the power of the courts and the importance of upholding their rulings for maintaining a well-balanced society, but I had and still have no idea what court battle we just won. So, I said what I said instead. If Obama will never relent, he will need to be forced out of office to save America and the world.
Sweetness, we get so close sometimes. I hate when you get jerked around. I love and adore you. I dream about you every night, but you are only in my good dreams. I have such horrible nightmares of being raped and tortured with injections sometimes. I wonder if people can hear me dreaming and screaming for help in my sleep. I understand we have to wait until the summer. I would wait a lifetime to be with you.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Progress.
Preface: Same as always... Make sure you favorite or bookmark frisco-squid.blogspot.com, so you can check this blog regularly for new posts. Please read and share them all. Yes, yes, share all my blog posts yourselves!
Here is my latest blog post. Progress.
The torture was horrible. Not only are the heavy chemicals the only reason I cannot lose weight, but they cause bruises, lumps, and scars on my arms. They also mess with my head and screw up my reality. I was tortured at 3pm on 04April, and by 9pm I was miserable and convinced for absolutely no reason that my husband had left me. He spent the next day reassuring me we are still together. The torture really messes me up more than just physically.
My brave rescuers, I received news yesterday that we won in court and that the bubble must come down. I spent all the wee hours of the morning screaming for help for all of you. Clearly, Obama cannot be trusted. He still blocked. He still fired.
The courts ruled, and Obama refused to obey. He is abusing his office to serve his personal vendetta against me and is refusing to stop. I am very close to rescinding my offer to negotiate with him. Are you all okay, my brave rescuers?
Obama, reread term #2 for getting me to the negotiating table. Tell the Feds to deliver my husband and the bodyguards of my husband's choosing to me ASAP. I cannot negotiate with you unless you meet my terms for getting to the negotiating table in the first place. Do it, Obama. Save yourself. Click here to read my blog post with my terms.
My beautiful world, I need reality inside the bubble before I fall apart. Please remind Iowa how lucky they are. People are dying every day and every night for a chance to be as close to me as they are. The world would love to be close enough to me to ask me questions about major world issues, to be good to me, or to kiss my face. Ask them why they work so hard to destroy me instead of preserving me. I need reality inside this bubble before I fall apart. Iowa is the belligerent obstacle.
Does Iowa really want the reputation of being the people who destroyed the benevolent me? That is a stink that will never come off them. Ask Iowa why they are squandering the blessing of being near me by obeying Obama's rules. They work so hard to destroy me here. Remind Iowa...
1.) Never ask me my name.
2.) Treat me with the respect due the future Queen of Spain.
3.) Acknowledge I am arguably the most famous person in the world.
... And then maybe the world will like them instead of hating them for going out of their way to damage me so much.
Do you remember this? My beautiful world, you need to convince Des Moines to preserve what is good about me until I can be rescued. Critical in this is getting the truth about who I am, what I do, and how much I suffer to the masses. I need my reality acknowledged in this world, or their persecution of me by obeying the rules will destroy me. My beautiful world, you need to beat Iowa over the head with reality until they care about me enough to save me. Please try. Click here to read the entire previous blog post.
SynSyn, thanks for taking care of Aaron for me. We need more people disobeying the bubble and fewer people damaging me. We now have the evidence to prove what we have known all along: It has been the federal government the entire time who has been drugging my food, drink, and water. Press all charges possible against the federal government. You have seen what is in my hair.
SynSyn, I also learned yesterday that I owe you a huge thank you and congratulations. I learned you won in court, and that the bubble MUST come down now. Sweetness tried to come pick me up last night, but was told, "You have no evidence. You can't come in." Please make sure Sweetness has all the evidence of your progress he needs, so he can reach me tonight. Thank you, my BFF, for everything. I would be nothing without you.
Sweetness, I love you even more than life itself. I will always be here, metaphorically right beside you, fighting the battles you fight right along with you. As long as you are in my life taking care of me, I will be in your life taking care of you.
Darling, you do some strange things sometimes (Squid clears her throat.), but you know I cannot even get angry at you. And I can trust you to never take advantage of this. There is nothing I want more than to kiss you tonight and for the rest of my life. Please come get me, Sweetness. There is nothing I want more in this world than you.
Here is my latest blog post. Progress.
The torture was horrible. Not only are the heavy chemicals the only reason I cannot lose weight, but they cause bruises, lumps, and scars on my arms. They also mess with my head and screw up my reality. I was tortured at 3pm on 04April, and by 9pm I was miserable and convinced for absolutely no reason that my husband had left me. He spent the next day reassuring me we are still together. The torture really messes me up more than just physically.
My brave rescuers, I received news yesterday that we won in court and that the bubble must come down. I spent all the wee hours of the morning screaming for help for all of you. Clearly, Obama cannot be trusted. He still blocked. He still fired.
The courts ruled, and Obama refused to obey. He is abusing his office to serve his personal vendetta against me and is refusing to stop. I am very close to rescinding my offer to negotiate with him. Are you all okay, my brave rescuers?
Obama, reread term #2 for getting me to the negotiating table. Tell the Feds to deliver my husband and the bodyguards of my husband's choosing to me ASAP. I cannot negotiate with you unless you meet my terms for getting to the negotiating table in the first place. Do it, Obama. Save yourself. Click here to read my blog post with my terms.
My beautiful world, I need reality inside the bubble before I fall apart. Please remind Iowa how lucky they are. People are dying every day and every night for a chance to be as close to me as they are. The world would love to be close enough to me to ask me questions about major world issues, to be good to me, or to kiss my face. Ask them why they work so hard to destroy me instead of preserving me. I need reality inside this bubble before I fall apart. Iowa is the belligerent obstacle.
Does Iowa really want the reputation of being the people who destroyed the benevolent me? That is a stink that will never come off them. Ask Iowa why they are squandering the blessing of being near me by obeying Obama's rules. They work so hard to destroy me here. Remind Iowa...
1.) Never ask me my name.
2.) Treat me with the respect due the future Queen of Spain.
3.) Acknowledge I am arguably the most famous person in the world.
... And then maybe the world will like them instead of hating them for going out of their way to damage me so much.
Do you remember this? My beautiful world, you need to convince Des Moines to preserve what is good about me until I can be rescued. Critical in this is getting the truth about who I am, what I do, and how much I suffer to the masses. I need my reality acknowledged in this world, or their persecution of me by obeying the rules will destroy me. My beautiful world, you need to beat Iowa over the head with reality until they care about me enough to save me. Please try. Click here to read the entire previous blog post.
SynSyn, thanks for taking care of Aaron for me. We need more people disobeying the bubble and fewer people damaging me. We now have the evidence to prove what we have known all along: It has been the federal government the entire time who has been drugging my food, drink, and water. Press all charges possible against the federal government. You have seen what is in my hair.
SynSyn, I also learned yesterday that I owe you a huge thank you and congratulations. I learned you won in court, and that the bubble MUST come down now. Sweetness tried to come pick me up last night, but was told, "You have no evidence. You can't come in." Please make sure Sweetness has all the evidence of your progress he needs, so he can reach me tonight. Thank you, my BFF, for everything. I would be nothing without you.
Sweetness, I love you even more than life itself. I will always be here, metaphorically right beside you, fighting the battles you fight right along with you. As long as you are in my life taking care of me, I will be in your life taking care of you.
Darling, you do some strange things sometimes (Squid clears her throat.), but you know I cannot even get angry at you. And I can trust you to never take advantage of this. There is nothing I want more than to kiss you tonight and for the rest of my life. Please come get me, Sweetness. There is nothing I want more in this world than you.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Torture Day Notes
Preface: Same as always... Make sure you favorite or bookmark frisco-squid.blogspot.com, so you can check this blog regularly for new posts. Please read and share them all. Yes, yes, share all my blog posts yourselves!
Here is my latest blog post. Here are just some quick notes before they torture me today. Once I am tortured, I will not be able to write like this for days. That is one of the many reasons they make me suffer from chemicals this way.
So many people wonder why I never comment on what I am accused of. Well, to be honest, I have no idea what I am accused of except that someone somewhere claims I killed somebody. I have no idea who the person was. I have no idea how they claim I did it. I have no idea where they claim it happened. I have no idea when they claim it happened except it must have been before May 2009, because May 2009 is when they started raping and enslaving me.
I know the fact I have never had a tattoo is an issue, so it makes me think there is a photo somewhere of someone who looks like me killing some poor soul. I also know the people who libel me have used doppelgangers for me since 2009. There was even a stripper who looked like me in San Francisco at the Condor whom people kept confusing for me. Ask Sweetness some time about how easy it is to find a line up of people who look like me.
I have never had the occasion to want to kill somebody. When Cuddlebunny was my rapist, I reached out, saved him, and made him my bodyguard. I never even tried to kill my father; even though, the world is a much better and safer place for me now that he is dead. And let us all be honest, if I would have killed my father in 2010 to get out of the adult guardianship, the world would not have suffered for so long nor I in so many ways.
If I were president, I even would not have killed Osama bin Laden without putting him on trial first. I have long been critical of Obama and his drones. He does not have the right to go anywhere in the world and kill anyone he wants without putting them on trial first. Besides, I am an established pacifist. I do not motivate the masses to assassinate Obama to save me.
I have never had the occasion to want to kill somebody, but if I did, do you not think I am smart enough to get away with it without getting caught?
I like to think sometimes I could kill someone with my psychic powers if I wanted them dead. (When was the last time you punched the air?) Have you ever seen my wings? But let us be honest, I am just not the type of person who kills people. With all of the lies spread about me, calling me a murderer is definitely one of the most ridiculous.
My brave rescuers, I know you wanted to be here by now. It is roughly 1:30pm, and Polk County will torture me again at roughly 3pm. I hate when you die. I pray you are safe. Thank you for everything you do for me. Assuming Obama does not destroy me like he has promised to with his bubble, I will spend the rest of my life laboring to be worthy of your sacrifice. You believe in me. I will spend the rest of my life giving you something to believe.
My beautiful world, people keep asking me my name. Please. Please! PLEASE! Raise awareness of who I am, what I do in this world, and how much I suffer. Increase awareness out there, but also increase awareness in here. These people are damaging me. Please hurry before this bubble destroys me.
SynSyn, make sure you check my hair for what I was drugged with this last Tuesday night. I will send you hair for this. They drugged my tacos with something that sped up my heart and made me sleepy. I came home at about 9:30pm. At roughly 3am, I had slept off most of it and had a minor seizure.
Aaron, the cook at Zimm's, has a habit of only loosely following the rules. It is not against the law to break the rules, after all. He does not know his legal rights, apparently. I highly suspect the Feds said they "caught" him in my eye camera acknowledging me, and gave him a "deal." They told him that if he would drug my food that night, they would let him off the hook for exercising his constitutional right to freedom of speech.
Please speak with Aaron Pelky, the cook that night at Zimm's. Tell him we will not press charges against him nor Zimm's for drugging me if he will be my witness and turn in who in the government told him to do it. This is a great way to catch which part of the federal government has been drugging my food, drink, and water since 2009.
Also, please help him with his legal rights. No one should be told they cannot exercise their constitutional rights. Offer him lawyers to help fight the Feds the next time they victimize and try to use him.
Thanks, SynSyn. I always protect good people who break the rules. If more people had the balls to exercise their constitutional rights, this would not happen anymore.
Sweetness, I love and adore you. We will have a happily ever after together. I cannot give up hope for that. Will you still love me if Obama destroys me? I am so close to losing it in here. Look at how much I have been swearing lately. If I literally explode into nothing but energy, I promise I will still always love you.
Here is my latest blog post. Here are just some quick notes before they torture me today. Once I am tortured, I will not be able to write like this for days. That is one of the many reasons they make me suffer from chemicals this way.
So many people wonder why I never comment on what I am accused of. Well, to be honest, I have no idea what I am accused of except that someone somewhere claims I killed somebody. I have no idea who the person was. I have no idea how they claim I did it. I have no idea where they claim it happened. I have no idea when they claim it happened except it must have been before May 2009, because May 2009 is when they started raping and enslaving me.
I know the fact I have never had a tattoo is an issue, so it makes me think there is a photo somewhere of someone who looks like me killing some poor soul. I also know the people who libel me have used doppelgangers for me since 2009. There was even a stripper who looked like me in San Francisco at the Condor whom people kept confusing for me. Ask Sweetness some time about how easy it is to find a line up of people who look like me.
I have never had the occasion to want to kill somebody. When Cuddlebunny was my rapist, I reached out, saved him, and made him my bodyguard. I never even tried to kill my father; even though, the world is a much better and safer place for me now that he is dead. And let us all be honest, if I would have killed my father in 2010 to get out of the adult guardianship, the world would not have suffered for so long nor I in so many ways.
If I were president, I even would not have killed Osama bin Laden without putting him on trial first. I have long been critical of Obama and his drones. He does not have the right to go anywhere in the world and kill anyone he wants without putting them on trial first. Besides, I am an established pacifist. I do not motivate the masses to assassinate Obama to save me.
I have never had the occasion to want to kill somebody, but if I did, do you not think I am smart enough to get away with it without getting caught?
I like to think sometimes I could kill someone with my psychic powers if I wanted them dead. (When was the last time you punched the air?) Have you ever seen my wings? But let us be honest, I am just not the type of person who kills people. With all of the lies spread about me, calling me a murderer is definitely one of the most ridiculous.
My brave rescuers, I know you wanted to be here by now. It is roughly 1:30pm, and Polk County will torture me again at roughly 3pm. I hate when you die. I pray you are safe. Thank you for everything you do for me. Assuming Obama does not destroy me like he has promised to with his bubble, I will spend the rest of my life laboring to be worthy of your sacrifice. You believe in me. I will spend the rest of my life giving you something to believe.
My beautiful world, people keep asking me my name. Please. Please! PLEASE! Raise awareness of who I am, what I do in this world, and how much I suffer. Increase awareness out there, but also increase awareness in here. These people are damaging me. Please hurry before this bubble destroys me.
SynSyn, make sure you check my hair for what I was drugged with this last Tuesday night. I will send you hair for this. They drugged my tacos with something that sped up my heart and made me sleepy. I came home at about 9:30pm. At roughly 3am, I had slept off most of it and had a minor seizure.
Aaron, the cook at Zimm's, has a habit of only loosely following the rules. It is not against the law to break the rules, after all. He does not know his legal rights, apparently. I highly suspect the Feds said they "caught" him in my eye camera acknowledging me, and gave him a "deal." They told him that if he would drug my food that night, they would let him off the hook for exercising his constitutional right to freedom of speech.
Please speak with Aaron Pelky, the cook that night at Zimm's. Tell him we will not press charges against him nor Zimm's for drugging me if he will be my witness and turn in who in the government told him to do it. This is a great way to catch which part of the federal government has been drugging my food, drink, and water since 2009.
Also, please help him with his legal rights. No one should be told they cannot exercise their constitutional rights. Offer him lawyers to help fight the Feds the next time they victimize and try to use him.
Thanks, SynSyn. I always protect good people who break the rules. If more people had the balls to exercise their constitutional rights, this would not happen anymore.
Sweetness, I love and adore you. We will have a happily ever after together. I cannot give up hope for that. Will you still love me if Obama destroys me? I am so close to losing it in here. Look at how much I have been swearing lately. If I literally explode into nothing but energy, I promise I will still always love you.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Will America Ever Rise Up?
Preface: Same as always... Make sure you favorite or bookmark frisco-squid.blogspot.com, so you can check this blog regularly for new posts. Please read and share them all. Yes, yes, share all my blog posts yourselves!
Here is my latest blog post.
North Korea. Dearest Supreme Leader Kim Jong Un, you do not want to be the one who strikes first. I understand you are strong and powerful, but history always favors the victim and never the one who starts the conflict. If you strike the US or South Korea before they strike you, not even China will help you in your international conflict. You will be alone. How strong will you be if the entire world turns against you. Please, Supreme Leader, do not strike first.
Washington, DC. One of the reasons gun control legislation is having such a hard time getting passed is because Congress had been mixing its apples and oranges. There are two problems they are trying to solve: 1.) ending massacres and 2.) reducing gun violence as a whole.
The assault rifles used in the massacres in Newtown and Aurora were legally procured guns background check and all. The only thing that could have prevented the guns from falling into their hands would have been an assault weapons ban. Gun violence as a whole in most urban areas is a result of handguns. There, background checks would help keep guns off the streets. But a background check would not help prevent massacres.
The arguments for and against gun control have been confusing the two problems with regularity. Congress needs to figure out which problem it wants to solve if not both and be honest about what is necessary to solve that particular problem. They have been mixing their apples and oranges. That is why nothing has been getting done.
As for my life, I am miserable. The persecution is wearing on me almost irreparably. I need people to start disobeying the rules en masse before this bubble destroys me. I have had problems getting out of bed. There is nowhere to dance. Obama will destroy me.
My beautiful world, my rescuers and husband are working very hard to reach me. The problem is that Obama is in the way literally killing them as they fight to rescue me. There is only one thing that can keep me from being destroyed before they reach me, and that is Des Moines rising up and refusing to persecute me until they can save me. But what are the odds of Des Moines ever giving a damn about me? I have never met a more evil people in my life.
My beautiful world, you need to convince Des Moines to preserve what is good about me until I can be rescued. Critical in this is getting the truth about who I am, what I do, and how much I suffer to the masses. I need my reality acknowledged in this world, or their persecution of me by obeying the rules will destroy me. My beautiful world, you need to beat Iowa over the head with reality until they care about me enough to save me. Please try.
Most pressingly, I need friends in here. I need people I can talk to honestly about my life who will not pretend I am crazy because I tell them the truth. Is there any way, my beautiful world, to send me friends? Please! It will keep me sane and centered. Please try, my beautiful world. Send me people who will acknowledge me.
My vigilant podcasters, can you please create a compare and contrast podcast/broadcast that highlights what people are and are not supposed to do around me. For example, Keith last night was delightful, but the guy outside with the bandana on his head was a douche. Yes, it is okay to acknowledge I am famous and that my job is helping the world, but never treat me like I am a stripper. Can you create instructions for how to behave around me?
1.) Never ask me my name.
2.) Always treat me with the respect the Queen of Spain deserves.
3.) Never pretend I am not the most famous person in the world.
Please compare and contrast the obnoxious locals with the respectful ones.
Yes, I am finally acknowledging that Spain made me their future queen in 2009. Most people knew this already, but I am finally owning up to it. I have a few reasons for finally coming out with it.
I was recently asked if I would like to become an ambassador. The problem with this is that I am not sure I want to stay a US citizen anymore. The people around me are all Americans, and they are horrible to me. Americans pretend I have a mental illness, so they can plan on torturing men again this coming Thursday 04April. (SynSyn, prepare the legal action.) The rest of the world treats me so well. Look at how the people around me treat me.
Spain made me their queen. The US needs to pick up its game if it wants to keep me. I will make you this promise, America-- if the public rises up and disobeys every rule to be able to save me from Obama, I will stay an American. There are entire nations out there offering me safe haven from this persecution the locals make a point of harming me with. Why would I stay here if this is all I see?
I understand that there are a number of Americans fighting very hard to save me right now, but I never get to see it. All I know about America is persecution and misery. I do not need the people who love me to go further to save me; I need more loved ones willing to go just as far. I need the masses to rise up out of love for me. The only way this is possible is if the truth reaches the masses. Please, my beautiful America, will you save me?
Sweetness, I am tired of this bull(expletive). I am not "the type of woman whose husband cheats on her." We were common law married in February 2010 and have not so much as exchanged glances since. We are persecuted. We are victimized. We are oppressed. We are hated by the president of the United States of America who has sworn to ruin my life. You were seduced to take away the only reason I have to wake up every morning and do good in the world.
No, I am not happy you fell for it, but I understand. Darling, you just got out of a fourteen year relationship. If I were you, I would be sleeping my way across Los Angeles not tied to a woman I am forbidden from being with. Tell those (expletive)ers to keep their shallow judgements to themselves. They have no idea how much we suffer. They have never had the most powerful man in the world swear to destroy them.
I am not "the type of woman whose husband cheats on her." We are victims of a cruel, tyrannical bastard. The world needs to get this through their heads.
Here is my latest blog post.
North Korea. Dearest Supreme Leader Kim Jong Un, you do not want to be the one who strikes first. I understand you are strong and powerful, but history always favors the victim and never the one who starts the conflict. If you strike the US or South Korea before they strike you, not even China will help you in your international conflict. You will be alone. How strong will you be if the entire world turns against you. Please, Supreme Leader, do not strike first.
Washington, DC. One of the reasons gun control legislation is having such a hard time getting passed is because Congress had been mixing its apples and oranges. There are two problems they are trying to solve: 1.) ending massacres and 2.) reducing gun violence as a whole.
The assault rifles used in the massacres in Newtown and Aurora were legally procured guns background check and all. The only thing that could have prevented the guns from falling into their hands would have been an assault weapons ban. Gun violence as a whole in most urban areas is a result of handguns. There, background checks would help keep guns off the streets. But a background check would not help prevent massacres.
The arguments for and against gun control have been confusing the two problems with regularity. Congress needs to figure out which problem it wants to solve if not both and be honest about what is necessary to solve that particular problem. They have been mixing their apples and oranges. That is why nothing has been getting done.
As for my life, I am miserable. The persecution is wearing on me almost irreparably. I need people to start disobeying the rules en masse before this bubble destroys me. I have had problems getting out of bed. There is nowhere to dance. Obama will destroy me.
My beautiful world, my rescuers and husband are working very hard to reach me. The problem is that Obama is in the way literally killing them as they fight to rescue me. There is only one thing that can keep me from being destroyed before they reach me, and that is Des Moines rising up and refusing to persecute me until they can save me. But what are the odds of Des Moines ever giving a damn about me? I have never met a more evil people in my life.
My beautiful world, you need to convince Des Moines to preserve what is good about me until I can be rescued. Critical in this is getting the truth about who I am, what I do, and how much I suffer to the masses. I need my reality acknowledged in this world, or their persecution of me by obeying the rules will destroy me. My beautiful world, you need to beat Iowa over the head with reality until they care about me enough to save me. Please try.
Most pressingly, I need friends in here. I need people I can talk to honestly about my life who will not pretend I am crazy because I tell them the truth. Is there any way, my beautiful world, to send me friends? Please! It will keep me sane and centered. Please try, my beautiful world. Send me people who will acknowledge me.
My vigilant podcasters, can you please create a compare and contrast podcast/broadcast that highlights what people are and are not supposed to do around me. For example, Keith last night was delightful, but the guy outside with the bandana on his head was a douche. Yes, it is okay to acknowledge I am famous and that my job is helping the world, but never treat me like I am a stripper. Can you create instructions for how to behave around me?
1.) Never ask me my name.
2.) Always treat me with the respect the Queen of Spain deserves.
3.) Never pretend I am not the most famous person in the world.
Please compare and contrast the obnoxious locals with the respectful ones.
Yes, I am finally acknowledging that Spain made me their future queen in 2009. Most people knew this already, but I am finally owning up to it. I have a few reasons for finally coming out with it.
I was recently asked if I would like to become an ambassador. The problem with this is that I am not sure I want to stay a US citizen anymore. The people around me are all Americans, and they are horrible to me. Americans pretend I have a mental illness, so they can plan on torturing men again this coming Thursday 04April. (SynSyn, prepare the legal action.) The rest of the world treats me so well. Look at how the people around me treat me.
Spain made me their queen. The US needs to pick up its game if it wants to keep me. I will make you this promise, America-- if the public rises up and disobeys every rule to be able to save me from Obama, I will stay an American. There are entire nations out there offering me safe haven from this persecution the locals make a point of harming me with. Why would I stay here if this is all I see?
I understand that there are a number of Americans fighting very hard to save me right now, but I never get to see it. All I know about America is persecution and misery. I do not need the people who love me to go further to save me; I need more loved ones willing to go just as far. I need the masses to rise up out of love for me. The only way this is possible is if the truth reaches the masses. Please, my beautiful America, will you save me?
Sweetness, I am tired of this bull(expletive). I am not "the type of woman whose husband cheats on her." We were common law married in February 2010 and have not so much as exchanged glances since. We are persecuted. We are victimized. We are oppressed. We are hated by the president of the United States of America who has sworn to ruin my life. You were seduced to take away the only reason I have to wake up every morning and do good in the world.
No, I am not happy you fell for it, but I understand. Darling, you just got out of a fourteen year relationship. If I were you, I would be sleeping my way across Los Angeles not tied to a woman I am forbidden from being with. Tell those (expletive)ers to keep their shallow judgements to themselves. They have no idea how much we suffer. They have never had the most powerful man in the world swear to destroy them.
I am not "the type of woman whose husband cheats on her." We are victims of a cruel, tyrannical bastard. The world needs to get this through their heads.
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