Marjorie Taylor Greene (allegedly), I pray that you find peace and prosperity in parting ways with the perpetual pettiness and puerility in politics. The “powerful” people who prey on passivity and powerlessness find pleasure in pitting pure-hearted politicians and passionate persons with virtuous views against pusillanimous pricks who prefer chaos, confusion, division, and disunity over the peace and prosperity that you’re pursing in dissociating yourself from destruction, disrespect, deleteriousness, and dumbness. Bold and belligerent bigots get their guts and gusto from their pernicious predecessors, as terrorism is traditional among hateful humans. I respect you and your commendable choice to cut ties with callous and cruel crews of carnivorous cretins. And as someone who’s suffering through a shit storm started by what I’ve suggested are “sadistic Satanists,” trust me when I tell you that those crazy comments—ridiculous remarks with repetitive rude rhetoric—under the videos highlighting the announcement of your honorable hiatus ain’t nothing but the CIA navigating the nasty and negative narrative that they continually create. Sadly, sociopaths and sorry sacks of shit soar in our society, and it ain’t a secret. Simple status and mountainous mounds of money matter more to those miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers than making a meaningful difference. And if I’m reading your awakening correcting—empathizing with your evolution—you’ve realized how the republican’s regular ridiculousness rubbing off on you was ruinous to your ability to reach righteous realizations, right? Please, don’t let those cold-hearted cowards convince you that growth is gross, because maturity and making sense just ain’t their thing—they’re incapable of increasing their intelligence levels! And if Jasmine Crockett (allegedly) was smart, she’d set the record straight and step down, too. What’s y’all excuse for these extreme efforts to eviscerate my excellence? I’m a high school dropout whose never been married with an erratic (or empty) employment history who just so happens to be the most intelligent, inspirational, and influential individual that you’ve ever known of. Should I feel shame for shunning the system and seeing where you suckers should change? This is happening because you recognize how repellant and redundant “normalcy” is in a world where nothing works well, or as well as it should, and you see me as someone—or the only one—who sees straight and refuses to conform in correct ways. If your God actually existed, I’d be one of his factual favorites, because I wasn’t supposed to survive this! I can tell when y’all have been crying, I know that y’all know some of the stuff that I shouldn’t share, and lots of lives have been lost. Again, this ain’t a game, drill, hoax, or fantasy fulfillment based on fabrications and fallacies. I don’t fuck with the Feds, they ain’t friendly, and don’t let their lies lead you away from a life in the light. Y’all, desensitization will destroy decency and discernment. Psychologically, people push perpetually painful feelings to the back of their brains to protect themselves, so desensitization is a defense mechanism. But are you bracing for a beatdown or running from a frightening fight? The assholes in authority attack the advice that I give as if it’s audacious to be smarter than stupid motherfuckers, or like being intrinsically intelligent disqualifies me from thinking for myself. None of the nonsense that you dimwitted doofuses do and say makes sense! And if you had the fuckin’ answers, you wouldn’t keep coming to me for the fuckin’ answers! For the record, politics and podcasting ain’t the answer to anything but being paid to pontificate. Personally, I don’t care to prove petty and puerile people wrong, I don’t care how folks feel about feelings, I don’t need validation or verification from extrinsic entities, and I generally and genuinely don’t give a fuck! If you think you’re smart, you’re sure to surmise that someone who is serious when sharing these sort of statements would be more like everyone else who rants and raves without real results. But that’s why you’re not smart. Anyhoo, Todd Tucker (allegedly), you’re lucky to have lasted so long with one of Atlanta’s finest famous females. Respect, sir! And like I’ve advised all who answer to alliterative names, vigilance is vital. A crazy car catastrophe, a freak fall from somewhere seemingly safe, an animated or Acme-like accident, a dramatic diagnosis, a sudden shift in sensitivities, or anything that could deal disaster—even if you can’t doubt that the demonic despots did it—is possible. Y’all, don’t lose by lacking. And if you’re wondering why the weak-ass weirdos and their wonky workers won’t win, soon…
Omniscience