Main Stream Media Uses Negro as Scapegoat

Main Stream Media Uses Negro as Scapegoat
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Monday, October 29, 2018

Indian - Savage Indians - hundreds of people had gathered to watch the carving of Elizabeth Warren


Indian - Savage Indians - hundreds of people had gathered to watch the carving of Elizabeth Warren



"I no like this redskin" the old Indian whiffed up his nose on a hunch.

"This white man game of wanting to be red, smells bad"

The two Indians sat there and watched this Elizabeth Warren claim to a big newspaperman that she was a real Indian. It made both old Indians mad that this white woman said she was an Indian.  They decided to cut down a pine tree and carve her image and let the GODS in the sky decide who she really was when not pretending.

"It's like the merry-go-round and round game the White's play - she is suspended from a string and upstairs somebody is pulling, she has greased lips so they can move faster than most, the newspaperman is squeaking now, telling her to slow down."

His friend starting chopping the pine tree, the more she talked the more he chopped with his ax and as the chips flew he quickly noticed there was no Elizabeth Warren inside the tree, the chips flew more and more, no woman was formed, not even an Indian girl.  The pine tree would reveal the real Elizabeth Warren, the forest of the GODS could not lie so he continued to carve with his ax and then his knife.

The newspaperman turned and told the Indian to stop chopping on the tree.  But the newspaperman asked the old Indian, "why are you carving a life sized figure of Hillary Clinton" and had his camera man take a picture.

The carver and sculptor continued to carve and concentrated seriously when the downtown shop owner offered him $400 for his new carving of Barack Obama.

Elizabeth Warren stopped talking, because the newspaperman had turned away, the cameras moved to the sculptor that was now using a small carving knife working on his pine wood redskin.

The Indian carver put an old handkerchief over the face of his wooden carving, to hide the face as the GODS had revealed the true Elizabeth Warren, America fake Indian wanting to be a chief fake Indian.

A White man walked up and offered him $15,000 for his carving, on the spot.

The White man from the museum wanted the wooden Indian, the night club owner wanted the nude statue, the curio antique dealer wanted it and oddly enough Elizabeth Warren had sat of the grass with her white legs crossed and was watching the old Indian carve for hours.

It was an odd bigger than life sized figure, old and new all mixed up, odd looking but beautiful, kind of modern western outlaw at least 15 feet high so people started guessing.

It was Hillary Clinton or maybe Wild Bill Clinton.  It was for sure a half-breed that had been on the warpath as white people lay dead at the statues feet.

The statue had been killing settlers with his hatchet and mallet and as the carver continued with his work a drawknife came into view and it looked like the real thing.

The pine log held the form of the real Elizabeth Warren, felled by the old Indian and then the GODS guided his hands and tools, mentally he was done, tired and hungry the old Indian carver tossed his double axe to the ground and sat down.

His friend

"Remove the cloth off her face, let's see if the GODS know her story."

It was the face of Elizabeth Warren with an Eagle on her head holding the flag pole with the Confederate Battle Flag of the South blowing in the wind.

"You see the truth being told, she talks one side, but dreams of another side, her mind has been soaked with turpentine, and she is drunk with power."

"She has the sharp nose of a hunter, she smells opportunity like a mountain lion and will rampage and cause trouble to all travelers that may cross her path."

Then the old Indian notice the holes in the side of her head, she was no Princess, she had been poisoned by the worms and gnawers that has killed her mind.  With great interest hundreds of people had gathered to watch the carving of Elizabeth Warren and now the truck had arrived and a great wooden crate was placed next to the carving.

The police had arrived to guard the huge crate and the great creation was placed inside this DNC Storage Truck and would be taken to the railroad yard.

The DNC Storage Truck would travel to Washington D.C.

Gradually the crowd went away, and only the two Indians and Elizabeth Warren remained at the carving site.

"An Indian, a Wooden Indian will outlast any live Indian."

With his hatchet in his  hand the old redskin got up and walked by the side of Elizabeth Warren sitting on the grass, he poured linseed oil over the top of her head, and liberally doused her with red stain and called her redskin and turned away.
Shading his eyes from the dozens of camera lights Donald Trump walked away.

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