Macy’s Fear Porn –

That sex and money are the root of all evil has long been understood by most. The understanding didn’t really change immoral or evil behavior. People want what they want. That sex and money are key ingredients to achieving and maintaining power or controlling populations is also common knowledge. Power is an aphrodisiac. Sex to orgasm is addictive otherwise what’s the point. Wealth and power can buy or steal any kind of sex that malevolence can dream up. Those with wealth and power want what they want and they want more of it and they don’t care who gets hurt or dies.

The common people now have cause to to be virtuous and powerful which also has the benefit of providing the orgasmic jolt of being right when you’re wrong, smart when you are stupid and alive when your rotting bulk is long dead. The orchestrators of the viral ’emergency’ know this. They can buy whatever kind of orgasm they want but for the great big unwashed garbage eaters, who struggle for the effect, mandated orgasms are powerful motivation to obey.

Case in point occurred at a local dollar ‘type’ store during an escalation of a ‘mask challenge’. I was challenged upon entering the store to provide evidence that I had a valid medical reason for not being able to wear a mask while shopping. To ask this is against the law. A fucking dollar store? This was new but I was in a hurry so I just showed the poor kid my AHSS (Alberta Health Schutz Staffel TBCC card. I got angry while picking up a few things and considered just leaving but decided to confront ‘management’ on the matter. After I paid, I asked to speak to the manager. It turns out she was working the cash register to the one I paid at. I regretted it immediately. She was clearly not built for confrontation. She was small, meek and did not speak English very well. I only asked her when this new ‘law’ was enacted and why it wasn’t posted. I advised her that demanding my medical information is an actual violation of the bylaw and that it amounted to discrimination and a violation of my charter of rights. She had no answer other than to say it’s what she was told. A fighter plane whooshed very low overhead topping trees.

When the jet passed and my hearing recovered, I took note of a reedy, muffled, kazoo like voice saying what might have been, “Why don’t you just leave?” I turned to the voice and was transported to a very local version of a Macy’s dirigible parade. The earthbound Mr. Potato Head ‘float’ exhibited the classic signs of gross, morbid obesity. Big hands with dimpled knuckles, splayed, splayed, purple, pigeon legs from the heavy load conveyence and poor circulation, heavy breathing, acid sweat, greasy hair and hairy, fat, misshapen turnip ears, pulled forward, from wearing a filthy, wet looped mask for 16 months. There was a possible female version – Mrs. Potato Head – made sexless by wobbling rolls of fat that fell to mid thigh who had some muffled screechings to contribute to the exchange and what was presumably one of the offspring who was approaching unhealthy dirigible status. She appeared to be embarrassed. How do dirigibles breed? I think I heard, “Why don’t you leave her alone, she only makes $15 an hour.” They were packing their treasures into plastic bags that cost four cents each. Soda pop, potato chips, Cheetos, candy, packaged cookies, and a small, white plastic step stool. Explain the step stool. In a sane world, these creatures would garner sympathy. How do such morbidly morbid creatures assume the moral and medical virtue to attack others on health issues? At least they were able to claim a higher virtue which provides the orgasm they might not be able to find otherwise let alone find the human parts needing manipulation. Naturally occurring genitalia for the purposes of sexual pleasure and reproduction are being biologically, chemically and socially engineered out of humanity. Humanity is being engineered out of humanity. So many are relieved. Dismounting the wild steed of healthy, spiritual sex is a relief for many. Substitutes, distraction and diversion are preferred. The ease and convenience of fear or other porn has made creatures intellectually and physically lazy. The dollar store scene was a grotesque, masked, screeching and clothed porno with virtue expressed as the ‘pop’ or ‘money’ shot. There was a distinct funk in the air, aside from the ketone, diabetic acid sweat. It was a post coital funk. The stupid and unwashed are Gods! Virtue me baby!

Glad I could help.

Stay tuned for the big sexy time genocide that is the roll out of experimental drugs that are killing and maiming people. Addicts born with every jab. The masks were the teaser, the gateway. Safe injection sites available.