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Tuesday, December 31, 2024

ZOOLANDER INC.



DEVOLUTION DOUCHEBAG STYLE: 




                     
      “PROUD BOY” STYLE 





"NEPHILIM" STYLE





WIKI - AVERAGE HEIGHT WORLDWIDE:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_
12/2024, 7.0 from Turkey vs 2.07 from India: 

Tall people are no longer considered unusual. 
I'm six foot and not considered short or tall.  
Each generation gets taller.

Long ago I briefly spoke to a woman 
at the Chelsea Market in NYC probably 
in her 70's, easily over 6' 4" and likely 
the mother of another…

…woman of average height mentioned 
elsewhere in this blog.  Whose tall son I saw
in a LES drinking establishment with my
family’s name out-front.  How possible?
Not another coincidence. . 

The grandmother was the only one I’ve 
ever spoken to in that age group and of 
that height which means it happens and who cares?   

I stood between two 6’ 8” blonde women in the 
Columbus Circle Whole Foods on the day I got 
my second Covid-19 Moderna vaccine.  Right 
after I spoke with two 6’ Italian brunettes 
across the street who saw my vax button and 
proclaimed, “Jesus is our vaccine.”  I didn’t 
laugh or stare but they stuck out their jaws as 
if pulling my leg. 

The "whatever you do don't stare" Han Solo 
warning showed up in several separate Star Wars 
movies that occurred just before Solo and company entered the Star Wars Intergalactic “Maz Cantina.” 

Was this the movie zeitgeist hinting of what was 
to come?  Not to a galaxy far far away, but as 
normalized extremes of our earth based everyday? 

* “2140 New York” by one of Obama’s favorite 
writers, Kim Stanley Robinson.  The beginning 
takes place on 23rd St, NYC with the Metropolitan
Life tower.  

Now owned by Abu Dhabi Investment 
Authority.  Next to a smaller glass IBM add-on.  
In the book Met Life tower was a residential 
bunkbed co-op with sky bridges overlooking a  
flooded 2140 Manhattan up to the Bronx. 

* Yeaterdays distressed holes in the jeans effect 
are like the beginning of Salman Rushdie's, 
“Midnight's Children” where a village female 
in India attracts her man by wearing a sheet 
with all the main areas covered but with holes 
everywhere else.  Rushdie is still with us 
after a Muslim extremist attempted fatwah.

* Beards and man-buns growing in opposite 
directions, half mast soggy bottom sweatpants. 

* Deliberate blindside bumping in stores or on 
near empty sidewalks…

* Amplified 6’ 4” white guy walks super 
aggressively and jumping out of a 23rd St hotel 
lobby.  Inches from my stride daring me to 
step on the backs of his shoes.  Which I did 
the last time it happened.  “Flooding the zone.”

* In a neighborhood loaded with gyms, Adderal, 
AAS roids, meth, Evening and Morning Star senior temperance ladies, LDS, JW.  Masonic and otherwise unidentified cosplay gays pretended “sincere” 
attraction to skin tags in the corners of my eyes.

* Vacillating between desperation and deviance. 
What goes on in the Religious Nationalist Trump 
NPD cray-cray?  With their Renfield Steve Bannon 
bug-eating omni-sexual cosplaying vassals? 

* Paying me fake sneaker complements on 
subway platforms before pretending to threaten 
with a dental pick.  Sneaker comments on subways, 
twice in dermatology offices, in bars.  Just random 
everything everywhere stupid *coincidance.*  

Subway guy had a large “J” tattoo on the back 
of his hand.  Weeks later I get a hand written note 
from the Jehovah Witnesses with a nearby return 
address.  I tore it up w/o reading after viewing a 
few YT stalking videos by ex-JW adherents.  

The return address on the envelope?  A blank 
wall.  Then weeks later?  Kingdom Hall in worldly 
gold letters.  No windows?   Lutheran seminary 
and a Catholic Church nearby. 

* Falun Gong, Epoch Times, Black Hebrews 
and an original 1870’s Freemason Lodge are also 
nearby.  Where a lots of “flood the zone” bs happens.  

* Including events on 23rd Street the night after 
J6, 2021.  No Jim Carrey Illuminutty jokes needed.  
Dark humor reality is bad *enuff.*

* The latter groups are known for trying to mix 
in with everyday proles.  LDS Mormon’s sold
their Chelsea townhouse?  To a psychiatrist?

* For a couple of years too many cosplay guys 
and women took on deliberately fake coded 
imposter vocal fry, ‘mission control’ speech 
patterns.  Online and off.

* much worse than Elizabeth Holmes: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_Holmes 
Born in 1984, “serious researcher” fraudster Holmes attracted many Republican investors like Henry 
Kissinger, George Shultz, Schultz’s son, General 
Mattis, Betsey DeVos, Ruppert Murdoch.  

* I saw Holmes in Mad Sq Park years ago.  
Recognizable and forgettable.  Now serving 
humanity in prison.  Pending appeals. 

* Her planned pregnancy didn’t get her off.  
Liz to be pardoned by Trump?  Ed Snowden?  

Putin, Netanyahu cheering the Trump Elon narrow popular vote win.   Kash Patel FBI Chief?  Hah!

* CVS, Rite Aid, Duane Reed drug stores replaced 
by liquor and juul smoke shops. In what used to be 
the densest residential/ employment area in NYC.  

* As if awaiting Republicans to come charging 
over the hill to rescue “women’s and chillins” 
from smoke shop kratum and strong weed. 

* I wouldn’t know one smoke ship rug drug from 
another.  I don’t smoke anything, no prescriptions, 
no aspirin, much less ordering anything except 
boring internet vitamins.  My intentional 
misspellings and grammar are my poof. 

My Asian PC MD’s only prescriptions were 
asthma steroid sprays.  For mild asthma. He 
pretended professional insult when I told him I 
was non-compliant due to keto coffee.  I only 
needed emergency sprays a few times a year.  
Now zero times a year.   Which is supposed to be impossible because asthma cannot be relieved.  

No Walmart/ Costco vitamins, no smoke shop 
or Fox News CBD gummies or kratom.  These 
days I don’t mix the grain and the grape.  2022
Covid blood clots on my foot complicated things.
Now gone except for a big toe mess. 

* Things were moving toward the stable end of 
the continuum in 2015.  Then came Trump 
chaos and the 2020 COVID-19 disaster made 
worse by deliberate Trump Kushner inaction/ 
sabotage vs exceeding typical Republican 2005 
Katrina ineptitude.  

* Signaling what?  Any description of extremes 
like these can easily be dismissed as subjective 
mood swings and sour grape depressive 
projections.  None come close to describing 
Fight Club outdated metaphoric reality. 

* Deliberately toxic and nasty women?  
Or the extreme opposite as in, “Yes sir, 
you're the boss, anything you say.”  Which 
“very reasonably” cycles into its opposite mode.  

Reflective of nothing in particular:
* Loud nearby conversations in food halls either 
in gibberish Engmush or like Ben Shapiro robo
language software modules in adderall fast-forward. 
No alcohol inspired auditory HAL-lucination needed. 

* For too long, lots of "Dios De Los Muertos" 
cartel skull snake tattoos and clothing designs were
worn on the street apart from Halloween.

* Occasional "dead air" effects like air sucked 
out of the ear during an old medical ear exam.  

Or Maxwell Smart’s "Cone of Silence.” 





* With certain females the opposite occurred.  
A sharp point of focus in the brain. 

* Like a brief “cerebral spinal flush” when 
internal house lights briefly switched on.  With 
a split second internal image of a huge grasshopper.
(CRF had www animated illustrations.  No longer)

* whether sober, drunk or super drunk, I never
have and never will be physically/ verbally nasty.  

* Even after making it super convenient for a few
“providers” and fraternity ex-cops to show who 
and what cowards they are by stating otherwise in 
permanent medical records.  Provoking stares by disbelieving healthcare administrative staff when 
my current persona presents itself.  

They lied the first time and tripled down the 
last time.  By passing out made it super easy. 

* Ripping my clothes and then my face.  And 
getting away with it.  

* Physical and psych waterboarding torture in 
variety and monotony.

* Overamplified penguin-walk gym guys.
(Tin Men) 

* Nobody’s p-p-per-perfect.  Especially me.  
I don't have a need for normalcy or need 
people to look like me.  Especially when 
drinking beer, wine, sake, coffee…
which don’t agree.  (Provoking bad poetry)   

I don’t want people to look like Tru-man 
Burbank of The Truman Show.  And certainly 
not like TCL Tru-mp Cowardly Lion, Lying King.

Trump gets away with saying in effect…
‘don't dare laugh at my bone-spur military 
deferment, or my cranial reticulum inverted 
magical surgical scalp.  Or my clementine 
saffron spray-tan complexion that elected me, DJT,
Emperor of the US Casino Laundry Club for life.’

(“Y’all got that-there TDS, Trump Derangement Syndrome acronym acrimony going on?”) 



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