The perpetual standoff
~ The chicken-shit cowards just won’t make a move.
OK, we’ve all played chess before. We know the drill. We know the end-game when it is very obviously check-mate in two (moves) and the chicken-shit coward that is your opponent just won’t make his (or her) move and everybody just sits there, waiting and waiting, as the tensions rise and all “you” want to do is say are you a complete idiot or just a frickin’ coward?
Anyone knows that when you come to the table, the board or the boardroom, that you may have the best hand in the world but that somebody else might have a hand just a bit better. It would not be a game if you knew everything and you knew without doubt you would win.
There is no need for an effort to grab the hearts and minds of the nations if “V” and victory and valor and violence is the winning hand that is always assured. They have always been weak, timid and lost; a pathetic lost cause. That’s why they have lied, that’s why they have fooled you and tried to fool you and fooled with you a time more than two. Winners don’t need that. Winners have patience and ambiance and all the time in the world and all the time in creation and all the time that is needed to wait for the fool to fall.
So, only an idiot, a brain-dead moron, a fish too long out of the sea would not see that the cabal (the New World Order), the despots and hooligans and bankers and banksters and all the very lame others won’t ever be saved by the bell. Chess is not boxing, football can never be won by a nose and in an election the vote is nothing but final (even if a free election has never occurred, and will never occur).
Get over it. It isn’t about the vote. It isn’t about democracy. It isn’t about candidates, Manchurian or Mormon, left wing or right, red state or blue. Call up the colors, get a brown one or black one, a white one and green one and pink one (yes) and a fascist or commie or two; it’s not the rainbow coalition you’re missin’, it’s the END, the finish, the game-over is OVER and pulling the plug won’t make the point because there is NO electricity too.
How many false-flags qualify for a finish? Is this just a question or is it a joke. Did you hear the one about the federal reserve banker whose drawers were blown open by an implanted bomb? No, I lost interest. (Maybe too, it was just his doctor doing a vasectomy, a little too late.)
One false move and everything becomes dust. The whole world is ready. Drop the Euro, drop Greece, drop the bomb on Iran or fool with a nuclear Turkey. Shell Gaza, shell Seoul, shell BP or shell Shell; it just doesn’t matter, it’s time for the Big One, it’s time to shit or get off of the seat, launch the rockets, launch the IPO’s that don’t matter, target more children, make more families wish to be dead. It’s the will of the dead.
The mood is getting a bit testy out there. People are pushed. Hope is so dead that even Obama can’t find it. What does it matter when your whole life “it was ruined” and “taken away” and every Catholic priest had their choir boys who they took right straight through hell. The priests, they were “gay”, take credit, just “own it” and own up to the tall tale they tell. Victimless crime, “not on my dime”.
So the cops are pulling over cars and taking the money and sharing (it) with the feds even when no crime was committed. Don’t think that if you are “white, rich and Mormon” that then you’ll be safe. Everybody is taking notes, everything is noticed and noted, it’s pay it forward and pay it back and pay back and getting back every dollar owed by the bank (and with a 24% daily interest rate too).
Who has time for inflation, who has time for more government lies? Who has time for corn syrup and GMO carrots and nobody I know ever eats corn; it’s poison, it’s polluted, it’s fit only for cars (as in fuel) and even then it costs more to make than to use. Take away my clean air, take away my free water, take away every dime that I saved with my Social Security number. All numbers are up. There are NO WINNERS this time, everyone is in a great position to lose.
The perpetual standoff is like Russian Roulette with a six shooter and six chambers are loaded. Pulling the trigger is not taking a chance, it’s death swift and certain, it’s the finish line, so quick and so smooth.
So, move out your Rook, you know you’re defeated, you chicken-shit coward, you never knew how to play. Better yet, just pull the trigger, if you can’t lose gracefully at chess there is nothing in life you can play. Money is a game only for cowards. Learn THAT lesson today.
2012.05.25 – 04:56.