I hope you have a Bible,Love Women and Buy Ice-T’s Mp3 ‘Power’ 1988 in Full and Megadeth’s Rust IN Peace 1990 CD before you get this or before CERN Blows US Under U.N. Agenda 21! A Slave (opps) Author’s target, You, the reader share a future with me. As St. Augustine once wrote; The Past and Future are all measured by memory, including God himself, lurks there. I am throwing away any rules of being trendy, politically correct, and may appear to you as a crazy man. Yet after 44 years, 15 years as a teacher, a retired Iraqi War Vet, and with no criminal record, it is my hope to run for the Oval Office one day. I don’t know why this is a dream? It has been with me since I was six years old, where I wrote out a picture of Abe Lincoln on my front porch white cracked wooden boards. Though the dream may or may not happen, I have to try, I have to cry, I have to cajole and motivate myself beyond what my limitations are. I am a disabled vet, and there in is the rub. Yet I can’t get there from here with no party, no money, but with God’s and your help, who knows. Maybe if one of you run for the Presidency, you can cover down on what I report here. These are what I call “Morning Shifts.” A series of short stories I write in the wee hours on the morning, you know 1 to 5 A.M. When today we write about a NWO or CFR, Tri-lateral Commission, U.N. Agenda 21 programs, we are considered blind, cripple and crazy. As Mark Twain once wrote; “It is not hard being funny, as long as it is the Truth!” Satire is my fire, wit is my friend, and you are my new family.

CLAP ONE Rainbow Men in Clear Plastic Suits “Turn Away From The Pain You Don’t Want” (Everclear from 1995). 2033 Business men now work on Freedom Street (was Wall Street). Cyber Cams have cyber games and now the Internet monitors Itself with Devilet (One World Government) system. People walk along lanes on the side walk. They are ticked if they do over 3.3 miles an hour. A Meter bills them out of their 401 Gay Account. It is like the Dark Ages now. The job problems are not around because a third of six billion people are lying low, victims of coverted wars, nukes, reactors leaking more than your grandma’s depends after watching another Harry Potter Seniors Night Joe was a refuse collector. He wore a chem. Suit. Why did he collect refuse because he could not refuse. The UN World Government taxed people for their excrements. Too much, with the DNA shit meter coding it in real time expressing on the ShitDex meter. If you shitt too much during the day, your rectum would be examined by a TSGay Worker at home for more samples. But Joe was not alone “Turn Away From The Pain You Don’t Want” (Everclear from 1995). Not many Joe’s were around then. Most of the new school of people given a plus ten at birth. So for example Joe’s UNA (U.N. Age) was 73 not at 63. Oh did I tell you Joe and the rest of the world were colored by an hollowgraphic color of Rainbows. It was like a Skittles commercial every day. Only few of the legisfakers could wear the Togas with purple dye.Yes Like the Senate of Ancient Rome. Except now the Senate was compressed into HORS (nickname whores) House of Rebel Symbols. Finally the Politicians figured out the truth in labels. Put out a gaffe or a fake label to cover the stealing they did in 2012. Yes in October (now called M10) of ’12, there were bodies lying on the street, killed by massive inflation. Billions were lost at the cost of the gat payers. “Turn them when they call” (Everclear 1995) get drunk and let the leaves bury me.” The song was playing in Joe’s right brain so only his left ear could hear it. The new chipped inplaced sent messages as “The U.N. is better for tomorrow. Your past is our concern too. The contributions mawan (Man and Woman), a new idiom used by the new government, was about one thing; Death by Control. There were rings of inmates fighting in death matches. Most did not ever live to see their promised land rings. Instead they were given mind implants to help propagate a lie. Joe’s kids were died and his family were sent to “Heaven” or at least what the U.N. called the camps. Back in the early 2Gs, people questioned why their were over 900 camps in the former Republic of the Amero States. “I Kissed Myself” Joe sang with a loud roar while in the sewer. His crime was none. In the new system, the convicts were the wardens, and the clean sheet citizens (now called vassals) had to serve 7 years of harsh labor to gain a pass to take a piss on their own time. They also received a certificate of a Non-Death-Threat, after taking 33 shots or vaccines. “The Boy used to book a number using no paper or pencil, Now He can’t remember who the hell he is” (Richard Pryor 1972) There were only three network channels, and a web camera hidden in every room, yes in the shower as well. Chips or Freds (Frequency Radio Evasive Devices) were put in every product, including toothpaste, toilet paper. Oh I forgot to mention, there is no more tp for bunghole, you have to use your hands now. The way bathroom visits worked now again was the more you went, the more you were Carbon or Save The Earth Tax. Every toilet was only allowed one flush per week. If you tried to fight the system, the chip would turn the toilet off permanently. Most people just shit in a glove and whipped their cheeks with the outside of the glove. (Author’s note: I apologize for the crudeness, but this is the way the world is going. The more I can shock you the better!) There were no churches anymore, these were used for brothels. Yet only the men in white plastic suits could visit. The libraries were pits of sex and decay, were the men were now being pimped out by the women in White Plastic Suits. Everyone who worked did so at night. People slept in the day time. Yet they had to use any other device except at bed. Again People in White Plastic Sutis. Their nickname were WISPies. Joe’s shift ended when the Goat Man (sorry) the Governor said he could. The Governors were now the real Commissars who rain all city utilities which they cheated and gave the U.N. a quota. “You need to wipe my ass today again?” said Governator 12. These body of 13 or the Council. Tonight was Amero Idle Day (I mean Day because of Global Warming or SOM (Sins of Man) is what the U.N. called it. People were allowed only to play what Agenda 21 3.3. Integral to such action is, together with international support, the promotion of economic growth in developing countries that is both sustained and sustainable and direct action in eradicating poverty by strengthening employment and income-generating programmes. See: http://www.un.org/esa/dsd/agenda21/res_agenda21_03.shtml (Note: If you think I have lost it, please see this site, so you can plan accordingly. Peace out Doc C) Joe wanted to go back two years or more, more like 40. Yet the year was 8 (add 2 plus 3 plus 3 equals 8). Days were denoted by decimals such as this date October 10, 2033 is read as 10……….8. Is that such a more efficient system to use for Agenda 22? Joe mused and hear it echo on the ride side of his brain. There was rumor about everyone being required a hologram monitor attached to their heads to flash out what their emo cons were like and to see exactly in real time, what were they thinking.

Oh come on do they really want to read about a 44 year old man. I am no celebrity and don't want to be. I do, want to be President one day of the WEEKEND PARTY!