In Honor of Glenn Frey . . . I Wanna Dedicate the Eagle's Song, "Dirty Laundry" To My Father, Richard Glenn Southwick, Leader of the Pack, and the CIA! Kick'em When Their Up, Kick'em When They're Down! Gladly!
CHAIN REACTION
You know, it is funny, that, I missed out on almost a whole generation of movies, with a generation, being 20 years, I think, first, going through undergraduate school, then law school, then practicing law, missing out at least, the entire, 90's, only, every once in a while, going over to the student union, for a break, and watching, the international films, that I found, more intellectually stimulating, and psychologically interesting, even reading the foreign captions, while learning something of the culture, country, and intrigue of another country, being pretty familiar with our country, or going to the Blue Mouse Theater, in Salt Lake City, Utah, for another challenging film experience; however, I am finding, that these early 90's films, like Chain Reaction, with Keanu Reeves and some, no name, Kay looking, girl next door, chick, allegedly smart, with the CIA, long being interested in her work, on clean energy, and hydrogen powered electricity, being as small as a glass of water, being able to create enough energy for the whole city of Chicago, to light up for a week, and I was surprised, how timely, and informative, looking back, and forward, knowing, and learning what I have, in the last year, about the CIA, secret wars, those who want, war, oil, and a continuation of the last few decades, bringing up the economy, on the blood and guts of our boys and girls in arms, or death and blood of our enemies, allegedly, creating jobs, government contracts, making millionaires of our friends,who have contacts in Congress, in the typical, crone capitalism, the Pope is speaking out against. And in light, of the new, Clean Energy Plan, some 150 countries signed an agreement to abide by, with China and the U.S.A. the largest consumers, seeing we all live on the same planet, breath the same air, and allegedly want the same thing for our children . . . well, Mormons, want to run the war machine, because they never send their kids to fight . . . so they should have no say, whatsoever, on what our troops should do, they lack credibility and understanding!
We Need A Pollution Revolution!
But, the film starts out with an idealistic professor, giving a lecture, and telling students, of the possibilities and the value of the work they are doing, working on hydrogen electricity and alternative energy sources, while the oil refineries in the background film, are pumping pollution into the atmosphere, creating, smut, grim, and brown soup, hanging over our valleys, mountains, and oil spills, going into our water supplies, oceans and streams, at alarming rates, challenging, ocean life, in our seas, birds in our air, and humans and animals, who inhabit, our earth, who, as in the Book of Revelations, from John the Revelator, prophesying that our Mother Earth, groans, under the weight of man . . . not a nice analogy, nor picture. While the prof is speaking, Keanu, is putting a generator, or something, in place, and magically, some hydrogen experiment and machinery starts to work, and everyone celebrates at the success of the University of Chicago's contribution to this drive for clean energy replacements for oil; however, there are others, who don't like, the success, and shortly after that, the hydrogen and machinery, go bazek, and, it appears like a hydrogen bomb goes off, wiping out, several city blocks, and the plant where the experiments were being tested, shocking everyone, and causing the death of the man, who was the visionary and giving the lecture. Soon, Keanu and the Kay, chick, better looking Brett and Kay, figure out, through, faxes and emails, that they are being framed for the explosion and the death of the professor.
I hope, Brett and Kay, who ordered half of the shit, me and my family, have gone through, from putting us on the run, framing us for shit, and leaving us running for our lives, or staying and paying with their music, or whatever . . . but, I would love to see, how long these two, treasonous, dirt bags, anti-heroes, in reality, would last with this kind of pressure, and chase, because, I have had it just as intense, dad, Shelley, and fucking CIA, assassinations, so fun thoughts, while watching, a less than dramatic, chase, short lived and easy, but, the FBI, is hot on the trail of the two students, getting warrants, like good boys, before, searching and seizing evidence, as they should, and you can tell, this is before the fucking Patriot Act, what a difference, the cartoon, leaving only the Prez. and law enforcement, in the executive branch, is NO FUCKING JOKE, but back in the good old days, when the CONSTITUTION, and cops remembering oaths, did what, they still need to be doing, but, these guys were one it, not sucking pussy, while the country goes to hell, like, the Pat Boyz, now . . . drugs, sex and rockin' roll, money, oil, gold, the easy way, stealing it, through property, seizures, without any due process!
Anyway, you find out that the professor was killed, for being an idealist, and promoting ideas the CIA, who were working on the C-System, and I am not sure, whoever wrote this movie, didn't know exactly who the fuck was behind, chemists and others being murdered, early 2000, disappearing . . . oh, and I am sure, I was inconvenient, and it was expedient that I pay, for being true to my oath, and going after government agencies, for NOT going after the bad guys, who are, doing the exact opposite of this . . . as in the fuckers, using my identity, money, kids, money, and names, being much like the Patriot Act, when in all reality, this is the total opposite of being a patriot, or loyal to American values, principles and concepts! TREASON, while Britain, is an ally, they are not part of WE THE PEOPLE, whom the treason, in giving comfort to the enemy, is intended to protect against, and our own guys are our enemies, and I took an oath to protect, which includes domestic enemies! which, in this case, the CIA is . . .with Morgan Freeman, telling his young protege's, after they learn the professor was killed by friendly fire, or suffocation, with a bag over his head . . . in the way with those ideals and dreams, ironically, we are at right now!
Eventually, Keanu, and the chick, prove their innocence and save the day, from those trying to stop PROGRESS, even in a very complicated world, with no simple solutions, but working on the same page is a start! But, through the efforts of Reeves, he stops the CIA, C-Systems, and they have renewed faith in their goal to get, renewable energy! Actually, this film did a great job, of showing exactly the dividing lines, not only between, the FBI and the CIA, but, oil lovers, verses, those trying to keep the planet clean. But, I think, this CIA plan, has been around since I was born, on the Port Hueneme Navy Base, while my father, was a spy for the Air Force, in the Office of Strategic Service or Intelligence, the precursor to the CIA, when all the branches of the military, intelligence, joined forces, along with the DIA, or Defense Intelligence Agency, and, it appears, not only from this film, buf from the two generals, who contacted me here, one from a very far away location, and another one, several states away, knowing I had the big stick, blog, to expose the new world order, kicking their commander in chief, along with the rules of engagement, the Constitution, along with the Pentagon, who controls the armed forces, who should take these rogue, entities and take a switch to them, behind the barn, or kick them to the curb! Hell, you better hope I never run for president, because, I would do exactly what President Kennedy, was doing, and rip the CIA a new ass, or get rid of them and start over, changing their name, wiping my ass with them, erasing them, like they have tried to erase, me, you shits! I am in line with what's going on, you are the ODD BALLZ out balling your bitches, and taking ez money, fuckers . . . stop funding foreign wars, too much unaccounted money going to these fucks!
Good flick, didn't see the date, but, very timely . . . the clowns I mention in the title, would be on the oil side of things, those Bush patriots! BLAH!
Cults, the Modern Charismatics, Brett and Kay's God Complexes . . . New Scary Cult in Australia, New Jim Jones, Brand Davidians!
If I look back at the early days with Brett, the master mind, on being Jesus, he would always tell me that, due to the fact that Jesus was from the mid-east, he should be darker complected, and more Mediterranean looking, like, a, Brett, with jet black hair, and a big time god complex, and upon meeting Kay, I was not sick enough, for Brett, Kay and Brett fed on each others' psychopathy, Brett deferred to Kay in legal issues, and Kay, yielded on Brett's Jesus fetish, with both of them, using the money from, the knock off band, Alamo, probably with both their son's in the fake band, robbing Elliot, using, sport fucks, who couldn't play and instrument in a million years, with Brett practicing guitar, on just two songs, in 18 months, I was with him, so, if anyone could understand, how hard it is to get as good as Elliot is, playing rock, emo, punk, heavy metal, classical, electric and acoustical, bass and guitar, now doing vocalist, while playing, sometimes with his guitar, high above his head, not even looking at the guitar, so good, oh, jazz too . . . and like I said, we are the "expendable" ones? WHAT THE FUCK, cut that, FUCKS DICK OFF . . . maybe we should kill those who can't play the guitar, or keep the guy who plays the best, between Brett and Elliot, or Isaac, because, MINE would kill your sorry fucking lazy, stealing asses! Brett's ugly mug, showing up at MY SON'S Concert, while stealing it, or trying to intimidate him after framing him for a MURDER, and I will get your fucking dumb ass, back, you and bald bitch, not because of you being with Kay, hell, I dropped your sorry ass, you didn't leave me, cheat maybe, but, any loser, who thinks, it is okay to do, warrantless searches of car trunks at airports, along with the TSA shit, is no husband of MINE and I could tell you were Patriot Act boys . . . FUCK NO! But, because you and that monster, Kay and Shelley, or my father, orchestrated, that bogus shit against, Chris and Kat, and framed ME AND ELLIOT . . . and for that, I will trash, your loser, jealous, daily dumb asses FOREVER . . .MY BLOG, MY SONS, MY DAUGHTERS, MY CASES . . . YOU ONLY OWE ME A BILLION DOLLARS, FUCKERS . . . give it in MONEY, OR THIS WILL FUCKING NEVER STOP . . . YOU'VE FAILED FOR FUCKING FOUR YEARS! TOTALLY INCOMPETENT, PATHETIC, LOSERS . . . old, frail, moody, and sad! FUCK YOU!
Anyway, after Brett and Kay, started seeing Elliot's money, roll in, they bought off the Mormon Church, as seen in the Hollywood, rendition of what used to be sacred, and spiritual gospel message, on Christmas Eve, turned into a side show, parading ballerina's and skiiers? HUMMMMM? Who would want that type of freak show? Maybe a skier and a ballet bitch? Maybe? After that, Brett became the new Jesus and Kay the worm, caught in adultery . . . I like that better than woman, because she sure as hell is not a woman and Brett not a man, or Neanderthals, lower, forms, still dragging their CIA, knuckles on the ground! I don't know who your audiences were that, figured you two to be gods, and Shelley, what the fuck, ever . . . amazing what MY LIFE WILL DO FOR YOU, ambulance chasers, factory workers, and card readers! LOL, but, psychopaths were rising stars, for a while, til they have to really perform . . .well, actress Kay is good at that, and Shelley would fuck dad, to be me, so, whatever! LOL! YOU SICKOS! GOD!
Christine, the Cult Leader, Who Has the Marks of Christ's Thorns on Her Fat Face! Investigators, Found, that this Bitch, is Living the Alleged Life, of a Disciple, in at Least 4 Luxury Homes, Shelley's Passion . . . Never Found a Parade of Homes, She Missed! LOL!
My cousin, a practicing witch, as Shelley has, is Christine, therefore the symbolic connection with the story, and I BET MY ASS, she has, secretly, not able to help herself, never being able to afford, to do more than rent, before being me, and stealing my $357 million, if that is all they got, in the backdoor deals, and steals, but, since being me, and since stealing MY SON'S MUSIC, I am sure there are many, many secret, hidden, money stealing evidence proving purchases, that, in no way can be accounted for, on the jobs, any of these clowns could get, even if Brett was top dog at the FBI, or CIA, hedge fund agents, hell, Kay, was going into debt, $10 grand a month, before being ME. None of them, even is Shelley is passing herself off as a U.S. assistant AG, 6 figures, if she is Loretta Lynch, but, all three, have struggled, their whole fucking lives, Elliot and I can prove, where our streams of income are coming from . . . but, short of revealing the lies, these three can't justify, limos, mansions, expensive travel, skiing the best resorts, ranches, and cabins, don't think so! FBI, you need to look at their earning power, and none of them, are in the millionaire category, and never in the billionaire category without, claiming the bitch squad wrote this blog, and they didn't, because, I am at the Oxford, writing this blog, and it is, 3:16 A.M.!
The Eagle song in the background, forgiveness, even if you don't love me any more . . . NEVER, FUCKER, until you bring a fucking billion dollars for what you did to me and my son, and tyring to KILL MY FAMILY, TOTALLY UN-FORGIVABLE, DEATH SENTENCE SHIT FOR THE CLOWN SHIT SHOW, WHO HAS TRIED TO FUCKING KILL ME and MINE!
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