Some new witness in an investigation of the Clinton/Bush crime family was bumped off the other day. Or was it “suicided”?
It reminded me of the fellow who suicided some years ago, with two bullets to the back of the head?
And there is no investigation. I can’t recall there ever being an investigation of a Clinton or Bush that’s gone anywhere. Not like I’ve been following it so I could be wrong.
How blasé have I become about what amounts to assassination. Oh, well, another one dead.
And from the law-enforcement community? Silence. No investigation.
Will you call the next witness please? Ahh, wait a minute. Maybe not.
The volcano of my root vasana of anger continues to erupt.
This situation is outrageous. Why do we allow it?
Why do we not insist on an investigation of the whole Bush/Clinton crime syndicate and every law-enforcement agency that allowed it to get away with murder.
Is there some reason we have difficulty saying, “Stop!”
Stop, stop, stop, stop!
Stop all the violence. Stop all the vengence. Stop all the insults. Stop all of it.
We’ll figure out what to do next.