
So here we are, many of us, perhaps most of us still reeling or perhaps delighting in the halftime performance of a couple of disgusting queers working it out and getting paid for it on worldwide networks via television, cable, whatever.
I am delighted to say that I did not see it. I saw a still of it. That was enough for me.
This is media, people. Media. Media owned and operated by the demonic. It is as simple as that. You can watch it, or you can not watch it. Those simple rules of engagement have not changed. You can protest, whine, do whatever, but the ONLY way to stop it is NOT TO ENGAGE IN IT. However, along with every other tenant that is ignored, simple rules of how to stay safe, sane, clean, IDK, the list goes on. The rules have not changed and they are not going to. One either chooses to watch this demonic display or they choose not to. If enough people continue to watch it, which in fact is a passive ~ aggressive sort of way to 'engage' but wear a disgusted look as though they are somehow an ascendent sort of person that postures themselves as above the entire affair, the bar will continue to be lowered. Lower and lower and lower. It seems that is what some are waiting for. They perhaps are testing the divine instead of grasping that it is the opposite that is in play.
I listened to a short portion of a radio program this afternoon quite by chance because I was driving and well, many of you know how really deranged the dashboard of automobiles are in that radio stations are either set for those that listen to certain programs or it is a pot luck for those that don't. I am a pot-lucker, not pot licker, although I have been known to .. you know, lick my ice cream bowl when no one is looking. With a touch screen while driving at any speed, finding a station is literally a 'hit and miss' sort of experience. Artificial intelligence was the subject.
The host and the guest were speaking as though they were flies on flypaper; helpless naive babes in the woods. It was kind of stupid and designed deliberately to further the case of artificial intelligence as though it was something that was brand new. The guest was so very concerned that people (gasp) people would soon not be able to recognize reality from that which was not reality. GASP! gasp, gasp. oh my G O S H. Listen boneheads, not too many actually live in realville any longer.
Hollywood was and still is phony. and has been forever. The name might be better if changed to Follywood.
Anyone that believes nothing is being done or worse yet, nothing is going on, are insane. However, everyone has to do their part. Be part of the solution or be part of the problem. It is a choice, it is not free will. If you are on the wrong side, you have made a choice. You have made the wrong choice.
I suggest that everyone turn off the media. Period. You are quite ill however, you can and will recover if you can stay away from the media. ALL MEDIA. If y'all are having difficulty recognizing real from unreal...that is a serious mental illness. There are a few different names and classifications. If there are symptoms that develop that cause you to be a threat to yourselves and/or others, you need to be on some sort of MEDICATION that will help you separate those things that are real from those things that are not real.
Be careful, take care. Try to make good choices. You may be more fucked up than you think or believe. We are in the middle of a media induced psychotic pandemic and if you do not turn the fucking media off for good and stay the hell away from it as much as possible, things are only going to get worse. The devil or evil does not need permission...only acceptance.


This is a bad bunny. It is about to toss trash into the street without a care. People need to be cautious of references that usually belong to children or are 'normally' or more frequently used in a way that is not disgustingly or demonically perverted, such as that Frisco queer at halftime calling itself Bad Bunny.
My day began early with a headache. These weather messers (see how I didn't say fucker-arounders?) think the only thing they are killing are the citrus and other crops. Well, honyos...guess what else they are killing? You. Me. Your children, your pets, nature and that includes just about everything except perhaps all the manmade shit on this planet. However, in the end I suppose it will BURN nicely.
Apparently this time around it is the Chinese. So again or still, it is the deep state. That is a nice term for satanic demon worshipers and right now at this point, if I have to point out a single nation, it would not be accurate. I did point out the other day that it was not wise for the Chinese to compete with the jews, but you know what? As usual, no one listens to me. That's okay. It is more fun when they don't. I believe everything will burn rather nicely for a very long time. I like fire. What's not to like about fire?
From my recent understanding, we are now going to do onto them as they are doing onto us. I mean why not? If you stop to think about the history on this, a country or a people cannot be treasonous bastards, sell out to a nation like China and not expect them to get pissed when we try to recover and take stuff back. Ya know? Push comes to shove. And I am not on their side, but be logical. Every action has a consequence. I am fairly certain that we asked nicely for them to give our stuff back and offered them reasonable options, but...well...IDK Some people's kids are complete fucking morons.
However, that is not my main beef this morning. Beef. That could be my main beef. Beef. It is somewhat unfortunate that so many peep-tards are lulled or raised in such poor and depraved circumstances that they believe the food(s) they are eating is still good or even food. Now it is no longer beef, it is all meats. I ate at a restaurant, if you want to call it that. I'm not going to name it because it is a waste of time and it might actually generate business for them from people that enjoy eating entrails, or tripe. This crap was so over-spiced, but that's the way a lot of morons like their entrails. That way they can pretend it is meat. The over-spicing began ... (thinking emoji)...at least 15-20 years ago. It began at a wonderful store called Kroger. That name I will have no problem mentioning. They know it, I know it. Others know that they began adding sodium to their meats and boasting of it on the label as though it was a good thing. You know? A real time saver. Saving people time adding their own salt. Salt. Not sodium. Is there a difference? Who cares and yes, but it depends and everything is relative according to the morons that are adding crap to foods.
Did I do anything about it? Oh yes, yes I did about as much as I could. At the time, young people that would be working in the meat department before it turned noticeably browner and browner, these younger people knew it was crap. No, they did not say that, but when I said it was crap, they nodded. (not all young people are dumbasses usually it is just the ones that don't have a job and sit at their computers all day).. in silent agreement pointing out where the better meats could be found.
I'll keep this short because I understand how short most of your attention span has become. Also, your IQ's are probably reducing by the day, perhaps as fast as by the hour. lol. Man are you ever getting stupid.
Once people become brainwashed or accustomed to eating shit and calling it good, or no longer even noticing, they...and you all have to know who they are and if you don't? Read a few passages from the bible...the stuff in red. Jesus knew who 'they' were and lol perhaps you should, too.
Anyhoo, 'they' can and are literally sticking this crap labeled as pure this and pure that and in truth, there is little truth except for those that still have a little integrity left. Do not count on any government agency saving or protecting you either. Those people that are actually working hard TAKING OUT THE GARBAGE are still doing just that and the government ship sailed about 40-50 years ago. You are on your own and your nanny switched sides when you weren't looking.
'They' can are are literally serving up not just at restaurants but also at the grocery stores a lot of s h i t e that is not or has not ever been classified as food in this country. So eat your vittles and, "Tripe is the edible lining from the stomachs of various farm animals, primarily cattle and sheep. It can also refer to something that is considered worthless or of poor quality." I am sorry to add that at this juncture where one believe that the bottom has been hit, tripe may now not always be from four legged animals...if you get my drift. Now this definition is Wikipedia's and you know Wikipedia is global. So the word 'edible' might need to be qualified by whoever wants to eat linings and entrails and call it edible. Edible by WHOM?
Bye-bye and bon appetite.


Strolling through my news feed this morning
I happened upon a post which struck a cord. It struck a few cords as I do have a creative mind which moves around through memories. Some are more interesting than others; some more relevant.. It depends on the weather, the time of day, or perhaps even the time of man...or the time of woman.
I am diligently working toward senility being as that I was born old, it is not difficult. Any hoo, It was about scoobie, doobie, dooo, which like a scamp, I did revise it in a comment regarding the new (laugh track) Bruce Springsteen song commemorating two people that were attempting to impede justice or the law and got severalty injured. I'll leave it at that because my ramblings are not at all about either person nor is it about Bruce Springsteen.
I did my usual momentary hesitation, commented, and then searched for a video of the late, great Frank Sinatra, who actually if not coined scoobie, doobie, dooo, made it a generational phrase that fans or cronies of Frank used whenever they felt like perhaps a bit of comic relief. I picked a YouTube video of what should have been a command performance of Strangers In the Night. I watched it once and I posted it along with my comment. You know? Comic relief. For some reason I go back and watch it a second time. Yeah, well, then a third and a fourth, and perhaps even five times I watched the video.
Then I am curious as to the date and many videos now on differing platforms do not put the dates. I find the irritating, but who cares. Rhetorical. I do. If I am looking for a date and it is not there, I care and I find it rude that a lot of things are no longer dated. I actually get letters from financial institutions that are not dated. I think that is a bit stupid, but lately a lot of things are stupid, so again. who cares. This video is or was dated 1982. Thank you to whomsoever decided the date was relevant. The date may mean something only to me at the moment and I am not going into any sort of conspiracy at this time because again, I do not care. I am busy with other things.
The point is that the King of scoobie, doobie, doo was attempting on a few occasions, some more subtle than others to que the orchestra into speeding up the tempo and coming on stronger with the sound. Each time, the orchestra ignored him entirely. He was visibly irritated. Who wouldn't be? The orchestra was whisper quiet most of the time and Frank is or was a big band entertainer. His voice, his song, his tempo, everything about him is or was big band...not quiet little mousey flutists doing Tchaikovsky.
I have to run an errand. I will return, maybe. Here is the link. If this draws a lot of attention, I am sure they ...you know, "they" will take it down and put something else up. So, fly now and pay later. Again, if they take it down you will have to take my word for it.
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