Rashida Tlaib (D-MI) - she called the president of the United States a Motherfucker... Nancy Pelosi did nothing! Chuck Schumer did nothing. Rashida Tlaib (D-MI) is a radical - a muslim - and a socialist.. the new DNC Democratic Socialist Party --- Rashida Tlaib (D-MI) will be taught a lesson by speaker Pelosi, you don't call President Trump a Motherfucker, for any reason..

 Rashida Tlaib (D-MI) - she called the president of the United States a Motherfucker... Nancy Pelosi did nothing!  Chuck Schumer did nothing.   Rashida Tlaib (D-MI) is a radical - a muslim - and a socialist.. the new DNC Democratic Socialist Party ---  Rashida Tlaib (D-MI) will be taught a lesson by speaker Pelosi, you don't call President Trump a Motherfucker, for any reason..

Voting in America Today, bring the fish home, constant pressure, The creation of you and your masters

The New York Times, doesn't even understand the outer appearance, as the people move to vote today.. and the Democrats try their best to herd their sheep into the voting booths..America was great when you woke up this morning, and the eagle fly's for all of us, America is a magnificent creation by man for man, enjoy this voting day, Voting is a special occasion, its the time we can choose vs. some politician choosing for us, our choice is of course the reflection of our own principles, values, goals and ambitions, our vote is our everything, like on a canvas.

In Pennsylvania we have that rainy day feeling, that hazy atmosphere where you can only see the clouds and not that wonderful blue sky, just out of reach.

Most adults realize that we vote about the same problems all the time, year after year, over and over again.

In temptation, maybe the lazy way, we tend to follow the party line and just keep pounding the tribal drums. Even then we cannot grasp why things never change, we never consider our own limited thinking is the real problem.

We each have our experiences, education, emotional controls but the political masters exploit our evolutionary traits. They like it when we call names, point fingers, and in general start trouble for the other side.

Have you really ever faced a direct threat?

Do you owe your life to a police officer?

Has your faith been persecuted in America?

Have you a burning cross in your front yard?

Remind yourself, on this special day of voting, 99.9 percent of us are not afraid. We would call the police for help, help a friend up if someone dared to kick them and would always be prepared to help our family and neighbors.

Our culture is only paper thin, it covers the natural evolutionary traits that live inside us..

Don't let people pull your chain.

Don't let people tell you who to vote for.

Many of your friends and family might be lost, helpless and feel powerless during these changing times.

Help them.

Have a great voting day.

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It's your day to shine

Secrets that I teach, lessons that you must learn, Like darkness makes us marvel at the light, like rest makes us feel better so we can work, the evolutionary drivers inside you keep you safe, sharp and warm.. and the masters know this..Experts know how to change you, make you say and do things... learn about God's creative hand, a gift from God lives inside you, a glorious gift,

He pulled down his pants and he was no longer trapped, her behavior and his habits were made for each other... like a Roman, he would take pleasure before he did his political work, for the masters across the river.

It was time, he pulled down his pants and he was no longer trapped, her behavior and his habits were made for each other... like a Roman, he would take pleasure before he did his political work, for the masters across the river.

He would offer suggestions, then put down his glass, waiting for the girl to fill it again. Everybody knows about this guy but nobody knows his name, his muddy background was made complete by the C.I.A. way back during Vietnam, but hes not done yet, the boys across the Delaware needed another favor, before the vote Tuesday.

Just the night before he made the arrangements and now it was Saturday, some booze and pussy, a little down time was in order, he could afford it again.

It was a strange feeling, he suddenly felt in charge again like he felt doing work for the C.I.A. all over the world. He was compelled to help these people, these politicians, these public criminals, those sons-of-bitches that talked to poor people like they were giving a sermon in fucking church...

He reached into his faded jeans and pulled out another hundred dollar bill and tossed it across the table at the topless waitress, bouncing her way to prosperity.

"Thanks Dad!" that's all the black chick said, everybody always called him Dad, it was his short military grade haircut that gave him a tough look.

He took a cigarette out of his well worn t-shirt and used the old fashioned wooden matches he always carried around, they were waterproof and it mattered to him.

He had unlaced his high top tennis shoes about an hour ago before he drove across town for his pleasures.

His descendants were Negro slaves from Africa and as GOD as his witness he would always offer a blessing for the poor white son-of-a-bitch he was about to kill.

He learned it in Vietnam, Army training was good but it was a Marine that taught him how and what to pray before you killed some bastard for money, it was better that way, GOD understood that some men belonged in hell so he would pray that GOD let his victim in heaven, maybe avoiding hell's fire, deserving or not he would say... and then send him along.

His faded t-shirt revealed two words in small black letters on the old shirt "faded pride" as that was the name of his motor boat, seventy five feet of freedom, docked less than eight miles away on the Delaware River, fueled and ready, enough food for three months, medical supplies, modern technology for navigation and communications with weapons and ammunition galore. He was ready.

He glanced at his watch, tapped it on the fake glass to make sure it was ticking, his military watch was wind up, never needing a battery, it kept perfect time, it was jungle green, dark African green.

From his waist down he was still naked as his lady friend bounced up in the wooden chair across from him trying to wipe his puddle off her tit's and trying to slip her shift back on as other people watched.

She was overwhelming, and was worth the hundred bucks he tossed her for the job, suffering no change was worth it.

He didn't say a word to her, he just stood up with his manly Johnson still hanging strong and pulled up his jeans, it was time to go, because his watch said so, it was military time.

Like a chapter in a book, he turned the page, drunk from a dozen beers, he stood straight for a second gaining his balance when she began to speak.

He slapped the bitch.

"Don't speak to me bitch"

He did not believe in comforting a whore.

He did not believe in suffering with them.

He believed in saying grace before every meal but not over a whore that just sucked him off.

It was a strange world the old colored man lived in, he would chuckle going out the door, it was two in the morning with a little cold rain, it was the perfect time to kill again and just like the apostle Paul, he would thank GOD for this endeavor and that it would be done in his glory, in the name of Jesus Christ, with gratefulness the old man mumbled "Amen" before he got on this bicycle and peddled toward the river.

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Say Grace with me,

Ask for peace before you meet the maker,

and be thankful that the time is allowed,

honor the lord before you die.

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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FOX NEWS, now facing EAST... So, let's see, the first thing the chic did "Suzanne Scott as the new CEO of Fox News" was to buy a rug and face East.. that's great FOX news..

FOX NEWS, now facing EAST...  So, let's see, the first thing the chic did "Suzanne Scott as the new CEO of Fox News" was to buy a rug and face East.. that's great FOX news..

Trumps Dating and Mating Habits - She gets $5,000 a night - Park Avenue New York City - You can buy pussy all over New York City, from the back seat public performance of a whore in a taxi cab to the upper levels of the TRUMP tower with one of the Zesty Girls which Sadie was a member. With a great deal of sophistication and secrecy the Zesty Girls had cleverly created the most expensive brothel in the city, maybe the world.

It was a champagne cafe on the ground floor of the Park Avenue apartment building where she would meet her date for the evening - much like a slave auction Sadie had been selected from a photographic line up displayed on her managers i-phone.

Sadie was smartly dressed as she sat alone at a corner table and listened to the low pitched laughter offered up by the bartender, a reasonably handsome man always ready to be the playboy with Sadie and others, without invitation.

The man standing at the far left of the liquor bar looked annoyed which made Sadie wonder if he was some kind of undercover cop working the "Society Cafe" tonight when she noticed the bartender named "Charlie" serve him a glass of beer and a sizzling plate of something to eat.

Sadie with her soft and seductive feminine voice answered her cell phone "yes, thank you" and that was all she said and stood up at her table.  Sadie really didn't care if they looked but she only surrenders her body for cash money and she decided to stop and tease the staring man at the left side of the bar and whisper to him "you wouldn't respect me if you knew the price" with enough passion in her voice to make him stop and pay attention.

She had left a fifty dollar bill on the table and got up and walked through the cafe doorway to the main lobby of the Park Avenue apartment building, built in 1922 it was bigger than most small town malls and her red high heels tick-clacked on the polished marble floors.  Sadie also noticed the wide smiles as the men played their eyes all over her as she walked past them with her high school firm body at twenty seven years old.

In the street trade Sadie was known as a "best seller" and she had a clean medical record and no criminal record and she had been smuggled into some of the best addresses in New York City.

You can buy pussy all over New York City, from the back seat public performance of a whore in a taxi cab to the upper levels of the TRUMP tower with one of the Zesty Girls which Sadie was a member.  With a great deal of sophistication and secrecy the Zesty Girls had cleverly created the most expensive brothel in the city, maybe the world.

Sadie started the whole thing as a college girl when she discovered uptown girls had more cash and a lot more fun.  One of her friends "Billy" owned and operated a downtown burlesque show right off Time Square in New York City in the 1980's which was bawdy  - coarse and vulgar and way before Sadie's time but she was fascinated and spellbound by the stories of boxes filled with cash and expensive dinners and world travel.

Billy had told Sadie with some remodeling she had the perfect bones to drive men sexually crazy with her honest zest for life and fun.  The Zesty Girls promised lively enjoyment with enthusiasm and have been delivering their promise for almost five years.

Sadie had made the older Billy the so-called manager which meant he talked to certain people about art, never about sex.

You could not just call Billy and start enjoying the art you had to be recommended by another art lover customer and wait your turn.  Billy made it clear that he was a art dealer and the art was dangerously close to smutty and sexually risque verging on indecency and very expensive.

The customer would purchase a "Art Book" album which was legal in every way which Sadie and Billy called platters.  The art book album of undressed woman was very expensive and the lowest cost platter album was ten thousand dollars - cash.

The Platters were full color nude pictures of young women in racy poses and sexually charged but legal.  The platter was really a crude catalog of girls that you could greet and meet and no cash would change hands.  The client bought the art platter which is a legal purchase of zesty nude pictures that would ignite a falling off the bed date.

The platter was great for the imagination - it was great for business-

Billy had told the new customer "shouters are down the street" as Billy talked to the new customer code named "Uncle Harry" over the phone "if you've got the idea now you can wander up to room 4256, she'll be waiting"

Uncle Harry stood up straight at the "Society Cafe" bar and pushed back his beer and left Charlie the bartender a ten dollar tip.

Sadie had very good instincts, he wasn't a cop, he was a John.

Fake News CNN’s “State of the Union,” while discussing the government shutdown, White House budget director Mick Mulvaney said Senate Majority Leader Chuck Schumer (D-NY) offer on the border wall was only to “authorize” funding, not “appropriating” the money

Fake News CNN’s “State of the Union,” while discussing the government shutdown, White House budget director Mick Mulvaney said Senate Majority Leader Chuck Schumer (D-NY) offer on the border wall was only to “authorize” funding, not “appropriating” the money

Lenin's Ideas alive and well on CNN; Corrupt media key to socialist state; CNN won for four stories: “CNN FALSELY reported that candidate Donald Trump and his son Donald J. Trump, Jr. had access to hacked documents from WikiLeaks.” Directly below this award, third on the list, was a Fox News headline that read, “CNN botches dates, inaccurately reports Trump campaign had Wikileaks sneak peak” “CNN FALSELY edited a video to make it appear President Trump defiantly overfed fish during a visit with the Japanese prime minister. Japanese prime minister actually led the way with the feeding.” Below the award, sixth on the list, was a video clip of Abe tossing his box of fish food into the pond, followed immediately by Trump doing the same. “CNN FALSELY reported about Anthony Scaramucci’s meeting with a Russian, but retracted it due to a “significant breakdown in process.” This seventh award on the list was followed with a Washington Post headline reading, “Three CNN employees resign over retracted story on Russia ties” “CNN FALSELY reported that former FBI Director James Comey would dispute President Trump’s claim that he was told he is not under investigation.” Directly below the award, ninth on the list, were two screen shots of CNN broadcasts, one showing CNN sources’ claims and another that refuted the sources’ claims and revealed what Comey actually said.

Lenin's Ideas alive and well on CNN; Corrupt media key to socialist state; CNN won for four stories:

• “CNN FALSELY reported that candidate Donald Trump and his son Donald J. Trump, Jr. had access to hacked documents from WikiLeaks.” Directly below this award, third on the list, was a Fox News headline that read, “CNN botches dates, inaccurately reports Trump campaign had Wikileaks sneak peak”

• “CNN FALSELY edited a video to make it appear President Trump defiantly overfed fish during a visit with the Japanese prime minister. Japanese prime minister actually led the way with the feeding.” Below the award, sixth on the list, was a video clip of Abe tossing his box of fish food into the pond, followed immediately by Trump doing the same.
• “CNN FALSELY reported about Anthony Scaramucci’s meeting with a Russian, but retracted it due to a “significant breakdown in process.” This seventh award on the list was followed with a Washington Post headline reading, “Three CNN employees resign over retracted story on Russia ties”
• “CNN FALSELY reported that former FBI Director James Comey would dispute President Trump’s claim that he was told he is not under investigation.” Directly below the award, ninth on the list, were two screen shots of CNN broadcasts, one showing CNN sources’ claims and another that refuted the sources’ claims and revealed what Comey actually said.