Tuesday, February 22, 2011

 

Happy Margarita Day.

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Greetings from The Fourth Room. Did you know that today is Margarita Day? No? Now you know. Cheers. Sip. I'm currently well into the second beer, buzzing nicely but extremely sleep-deprived. It was even worse yesterday, which is why I didn't do this blog as scheduled. The problem is night-time microwave radiation so intense that it is impossible to sleep. Heavy night-time radiation is not unusual, of course, but this most recent series is really sadistic for its duration and intensity.
It (tap) - the most recent series - began the night of 2-17-11, and there has been no break since then. As a result I have become more and more sleep-deprived. Interestingly, and perhaps connected in some way, was another 'tap' from above while I watched The CBS Evening News on my TiVo that night. Katie Couric was saying something like, 'Penzler, who sells 'who-done-its,' knows he is being stalked by a killer.' There was a 'tap' from above right after that line, a typical 'VSDT,' but in this case very specific. Night-time radiation has been horrific since then. (Do I blame Katie Couric? Of course not.)
Adequate sleep is essential to human life. So is Gerash actually trying to kill me? I have long thought so. Indeed, I am surprised to be still sitting here! Apparently, however, Gerash is in no hurry... enjoying the 'murder process' over the years... and like the good Jewish lawyer that he is, insists on doing it all as 'legally' as possible.
You and I would never do something like that to other living beings, of course, because we have a normal moral sense, a 'moral compass.' But Gerash has no such moral compass. His only guide regarding right and wrong is 'the law.' Furthermore, it is ok to circumvent 'the law' if you can get away with it.
Is Gerash, 'evil?' Technically not. There is no such thing as 'evil.' 'Evil' is a metaphysical idea, not found in nature. Gerash is 'defective.' Gerash is a defective human biological machine. A psychopath.
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