the usual

I finally found a way to present these entries in
a form more in line with other Blogsites.
More Orderly Disorderly.
I have to improvise a lot to overcome problems for 100 %
the result of the criminal context I'm compelled to work in.
Work, if you can call this work.
Just killing time because there's nothing else to kill right now.
I have to waste my time writing articles with hardly any sleep
under the most arduous of circumstances which aren't of the
slightest interest to me nor are likely ever going to be.
What is an abstract thing as Global Warming if you're locked
up in room while the homicidally insane are trying to kill you,
openly protected by the homicidally corrupt.
The disproportionality between the problems I have and
those I'm occupying myself with is simply perverse.
The Creatures which are my daily reality are profoundly Evil.
They're devoid of the slightest awareness of culpability like
all psychopaths and, like all psychopaths, consummate comedians.
They won't move without a considerable amount of brute force.
The only thing they understand :
Real and present danger to their physical persons.
And that's my only genuine interest.
Trying to get rid of the psychopaths who are trying to destroy me,
what I stand for as well as everything I do or try to do.
All the rest is just Therapy until I can finally clear up this Mess.
It may be years before I have an opportunity to deal with it,
really deal with it.
With a result you can actually see ?
If you have been working yourself into extenuation for decades
without any result whatsoever, that will be quite something.
Reason enough by itself to wait for it.
I have to stay sane in the meanwhile.
Madmen don't shoot straight, didn't you know ?

These Punks think they can afford to ignore me.

Even the ones I know by name.

Criminal arrogance is just as good a Cause of Death

than any other I suppose.