Five Years And Counting: Where The Fuck Is Osama Bin Laden!!!

"More than a third of the American public suspects that federal officials assisted in the 9/11 terrorist attacks or took no action to stop them so the United States could go to war in the Middle East. The national survey of 1,010 adults also found that anger against the federal government is at record levels, with 54 percent saying they "personally are more angry" at the government than they used to be. Widespread resentment and alienation toward the national government appears to be fueling a growing acceptance of conspiracy theories about the 2001 attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. Suspicions that the 9/11 attacks were "an inside job" _ the common phrase used by conspiracy theorists on the Internet _ quickly have become nearly as popular as decades-old conspiracy theories that the federal government was responsible for President John F. Kennedy's assassination and that it has covered up proof of space aliens..." Scripps Howard/Ohio University poll.
Today, as our nation observes a horrific anniversary puppeteered and masterminded by the United States Government and all their foreign hot-tub buddies (911), there are still three questions that permeate the stench around Ground Zero and my brain; number one: WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! Okay, got it now? Good!

Secondly; when will the truth surrounding 911 come out? This is perhaps one of the greatest most single tragic events in my lifetime (besides the assassination of President Kennedy & John Lennon 17 years later). The trouble with 911 however, is that it’s a lot like the Kennedy assassination, in which a nation divided will have to come to its own conclusions individually and that’s the sad part really and as church bells rang out this morning in memoriam for the 2,973 who perished and the those 2,973 names were read at Ground Zero where the World Trade Towers once stood in the heart of the financial district in New York City and the sales rang briskly of “God Bless America These Colors Don’t Run Etc.” paraphernalia by the shitload and the mainstream press continues to rehash the same old sound bites of that terrible day, the other question is; Did an airplane really hit The Pentagon that day as the U.S. government wants its citizens to believe or was it smacked hard by a missile?

Did the 911 Commission really tell us anything new about stories that were already available in some way, shape or form available elsewhere? That elsewhere of course being the Internet and if you really wanted to know whether or not how The Pentagon was hit, all you need to do is Google the words “Pentagon” & “missile” and click on the word Images and you’ll receive back at least four pages of photos that clearly show a missile hitting The Pentagon and not an airplane.

Funny how that is, really; just hours after The Pentagon was struck, The FBI promptly snatched nearly video surveillance camera tapes from hotels and other businesses within the area in the name of “national security” and only recently released tapes that shows an explosion, but there’s no visible sign of an airplane. Could The Pentagon airstrike be a Roswell waiting in disguise? So! Where is the airplane! There is none! Or was there? We'll just never know for certain, that's all!

As I write this essay, some of my friends worry that I can be arrested for writing such ideas or views and so I say this onto them and others; whatever happened to the 4^th Amendment, you know; freedom of speech? It’s still there. Until the day arrives that I am physically arrested and stand before a magistrate with a good lawyer by my side, I will continue to write such essays.

There are people in these United States, good, close friends of mine who used to be so radical and tough, but not anymore, since the government began whittling away their rights to the point where they have them stopped dead in the tracks.

So I write for them, as I write for myself!

Fuck the U.S. Government and their false sense of patriotism! Fuck George Bush! I didn’t vote for this clown! It's easy to blame Bill Clinton for not catching him to begin with, as it takes the burden off of Bush, our fuck-up of a president, but he don’t mean shit in my book! Woulda, shoulda, coulda and all those what if questions don't matter at this point.

All I care about is him finding Osama Bin Laden and bringing him to justice, so as I stated much earlier…WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN! WHERE THE FUCK IS OSAMA BIN LADEN!

Okay, got it this time, Georgie? Good!

The Botox Frankenstein Poetry Series>Jesus Had Loads Of Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks!

Good warm evening to everyone! A quick tip of the slightly sweaty kippah and yes, it's Friday! And believe you me, I am quite happy to see it after a long senseless and torturous week! But still I remain just as busy as ever for the end of this second week of September and you know what? Our good friend, that beautiful gentle sweet capper is here to ease us into a restful weekend! And now, yes you guessed it! It's spanking brand-new poem-time! And remember dear readers, please tell someone you love them, be sure to check on them if you live in a region of the world that is soaked in blazing, roaring heat and always enjoy!

Jesus Had Loads of Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks!

Madness is gladness is sadness, still Jesus had loads of Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks!Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks ! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks!Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks ! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks ! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks!Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks ! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks ! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks!Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks ! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks ! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks!Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks ! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks!

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The Botox Frankenstein Poetry Series>Nuts Don't Just Fall Off Trees

Good cool evening to you one and all, my dear friends! A quick tip of the kippah and hip-hip hurrah! It's Friday! The beginning of a long weekend and the beginning of the end and the start of many new beginnings for me. It's a new month; can you believe it's September already? My how times fly when you're busy, busy, busy! And just like every week, our friend is here, our delightful loving sweet capper is here to ease us into a fantastically fun weekend!. And now, yes you guessed it! It's spanking brand-new poem-time! And remember dear readers, please tell someone you love them, be sure to check on them if you live in a region of the world that is soaked in blazing, roaring heat and always-always-always enjoy!

Nuts Don't Just Fall Off Trees

I know.
I have always known.
Yes, I know.
I have known all along
Nuts don't just fall off the trees

For the Thin Men squeal loudly
Even without gonads
And I'd be the first in line to give those gonads a kick
But the Thin Men have none
They've never had any

Those with gonads
Speak their mind and stick with it
Those without, hide behind
Whatever they can find and see their shallow reflections
In the cowardice pools of circumspections
I am not afraid of what the Thin Men have to say
This display of discolored direction
Plays downward like a spinning detection
It's only a matter of time...

Yes, I know.
I have always known.
I have known all along
Nuts don't just fall off trees