Thursday, September 25, 2014

Sterilization organized by amplified conference call through the 111 Precinct, Queens, NewYorkCity in its entirety, at the say of the Chief of Police there.

having survived, and as an undergraduate, a New York Presbiterian - CUNY joint effort at precipitating diabetes and circulatory disease by night break in, no sign of forced entry injections of a condensed sugar researched in Sorbibor concentration camp, at 6.05am the Chief, laughing through the megaphones on Saint Nicholas, a Greek crossover hit to Centro Sociale Leoncavallo, in Napoli, announced that, through FBI inefficiency and three presidencies, and because I won.t pay, he and the rest of his co.horts at the precinct accepted an Anastasia job operated through by now famous fecal oral titillator for it.s so Maximilian and small creature serial, being too dense to attempt to con a cheerleader into sharing, and gratefully, the honor of passing a couch into a van by being on the first side entering the traveling cave where anybody in the know stores and shelters from a traipse to the supermarket because unseemly, because sad, teary.eyed lambs do not expose themselves to any public on the way to a hecatomb, and who has been unabashedly shouting and stalking me for years fictionalizing a traveling Nazi circus around me for decades now, with no interference, and reported by me as living on the web at 33.37 88street, Jackson Heights, since 2010, audibly as well, I am now, and by the same uber.heroes, exposed to sterilization, at the doc say of said Chief, no other than me, and for 10 years of break in no sign of forced entry injections,  glad it finally took, since his trash has been sifting my trash to find the duly rinsed tampon since they play at recycling those to people who they state need iron supplements because of anemia. It did take and was a project he put together after refusing to wait for the film credits to engage everybody within global hearing as a copy.cat, and at Stamford University, but in fine linens past labor day, trying to coagulate a new 300,000.00 strong quota in Italy through Premier Renzi, Condalisa Rice of the George Wilbur Bushes, through an inside connection with Long Island Jewish, not happy to have sent us to Dachau as invading and colonizing forces during WWII, through Ellen Hinds, a depressive monkey assed lump of straight hair, passing as a psychiatrist only to her Polish goon squad, with droopy ass to match lost in a white supremacist fantasy, collaborating also with Bill and Hilary>Hillary Clinton, then Obama, all against The United States, lifted my notes, taken at the Italian Instutute for Resistance studies, which detailed how Teresa Noce had been lifted off the streets and sterilized by one injection at Buchenwald, substituting those notes with others, in almost identical hand.writing, listing how Cindie was a resistance fighter because a maid, Dopey the plummer and Jerky a horse who enjoyed being treated like a mule for tricks, being, alas, poor.

My family, so close to me I.ve only seen the most virulent branch twice, at most 5 times, in 54 years, claims co responsability;

others as well, will add later

I.ll tell you this much though, I.m awed at how I can take, and with such emotional detachment and accuracy, my mother say, audibly on the phone, from another apartment, and in a language never spoken in front of me or my father, how said me as her lower race orals ex quota was nothing but a three.year plan to all marriageable interests her and the precinct saw it fit to throw my way, and to Olimpia Marzella, a would be aunt, who passes as Greek, instead an ex court -dwarf- by way of Lladro basements of the Borbone, who Frank Marzella married just for the opportunity to betray this public post to Hollywood, as if his state of absence in my life were somehow substantive not only to the Cult of Frank, also Verizon telephonic,  in at the 111, where he can scream and shout to his co horts  they should speed up the process and abduct me to a psych hospital so I could be abducted to a hospital.

Having naturalized the crossover in gangsterland, my mother also added that due to these connections, I would never be able to escape her so her family can murder me, as an added perk to their reputation as the De Cristofaro sisters, on the web collecting bits and bats from this blog to erase about 400 posts, instead of one.

Discussing me as a broom pusher one week after my father.s death did have its ramifications, though. One aunt Gaetana is stuck washing brioches in a cloistered laundry room for a fascist husband, another lost her cystifellea, as a social climber to a higher sexual bracket, having left behind, and for cocaine, too, her pool of natives unaware of the social register blowjobs confer to them by Nazi spies for nuns of Saint Mary of Pompei,  accompanied to the operation by no other than her daughter with aristocratic and fascist ties, brought about by her lover, then husband, then run over Nicolino, who -raised her- with her father shouting-puttanaputtana- when she went for a stroll with a cousin of hers who had to pay alimony to the Dutch pimp she married courtesy of her father.s pockets after passing false currency in Northern Italy. Frank Marzella limits himself to holding the carpet down in front of the television, so the set doesn.t trip when it.s on for the white man, but in Connecticut, a democratic state of mind. Cousins from Iolanda to Iole, covered by Litizzetto as common grave executioners of Jews and any townsfolk who did not pay her protection money as a police detective, and a law graduate by mail  in Milano, then a concentration camp car stuffed by their facebook concealed threats

 on the phone at Saint Nicholas shouting "Mussolini is crying in a rage!" @ 7.10am, 9.25.14, not
1941, through amplification at Saint Nicholas, the Greek orthodox church cum cocaine ring that shoots at talent on stage  it hires during major Greek Orthodox celebrations, none this or the past year since they.re all depressed they had to raise the slave roof for Southern Tyrrhenian Italians who recognized, while Iolanda>Iole concealed, that it was a direct and much used reference to nazifascist pillboxes littering exactly Iolanda>Iole.s coastal area which she knew nothing about, being a field nigger unable to stop from defrauding even her favorite aunt my mother and my favorite my aunt Olimpia, from moneys due them from the sale of another family real estate heirloom

then  as through Greek contacts as regenerators, and targeting Napoli as a commons for Casal Di Principe to benefit through the Tozzi -since 1799!-and the Renna,  thanks also to their contact with Alessandra Mussolini, still a member of parliament after being televised in a national broadcast as saying that she would rather be fascist than gay! and  to two other parlamentarians, who , alas, could not remove her from office because lustfully and monetarily gay, the other the inheritor of an extensive hunt for the Sicilian Mafioso landing in parliament thanks to Mani Pulite and then sending his goon to Napoli as mayor, under the name of a character of mine, of reknown, through a Salazarista informer contact from Newark and Wall Street, by the name of Rodrigues who would enslave staff at The New School for Social Research,  and who no one would speak to, and who got eventually fired,

Iolanda>Iole cont:

fit to hospitalize, who knocks off my posts from his facebook page, thanks to a Savoia Borghese contact who claimed my mother as a widow to get away with her giving me my share of the sale of a family apartment since her share from her mother and father was obtained by WORK! WORK!WORK! which I never did, and who have changed Napoli.s topography because they wanted to avenge my father.s obscene remarks that I had enough talent to become a lawyer, with Avvocata, and at 14 I had a crush on a guy who liked rock and roll, like me, by the name of Claudio, that she was planning on filling the earth with dangling corpses falsely accused of being thieves by Anglican klan members in the area, and for any Anglican klan member, even you. Or the unemployed inbecil who fear us by black electric taping her house number to her door in a neighborhood that harbors the Hampton Jitney a couple of blocks away,  and who spent a month SHOUTING I would eventually become her slave.

Or, Frank Marzella, claiming New Yorkers are psychoses, while cruxifying a persimmon tree during the last one and only Franca> Fronca, Queen Bee of her Monte Bianco, and Camille  Renna visit to my mother.s apartment, after which my mother busily simulated being anally raped, so she would understand it was her destiny to wash her inlaw.s panties, so as to be able to claim something about what I did and would or would not do, and, at my casual, completely inexperienced glance,visibly  mouths of their husband and father, the French mechanic, with only me shooting a complaint, this in full abashed race swing to her and her daughter.s husband, still  a French mechanic even though moments did pass,  and their roaring anger at my taking a breath in another apartment,after being forced to install a carbon monoxide detector that will not be held viable for functions if the homeowner walks by thinking of elephants in the wild, not in circuses, after they straved their calves to death to think of themselves socially as Bengali tigers with the local fire heap, the local garbagemen team one a Marilla Palmer Dutch oven loafer, having left behind his Dutch Boy haircut, and the other a new addition of a Himmler moustache, the 111 and neighbors ready to claim as a deja vu prophecy of sequels I was committed to arson, and of my own property too because of the -chinks-.

Or, for that matter, trespassing at the 111 Precint to be reported on the phone, as entering the premises, by an African American male patrol man, saying "Loggia".

Or, for that matter, the swinging reproductive rights table doing the same at Union Square South with staff  of visibly FOX descent and Staten Island ems of the kind that smothered Gardner to call him Garner in the future, saying to me, enjoy bitch after meeting my situation also concerning voter fraud with silence and a frozen smile, with the back.up of a FDNY ambulance, and three squad cars in various states of disarray in terms of numbers of people associated with, and badges, one in front of the table, opposite side of the street, and two others, stalking blind spots in the future.

REPRODUCTIVE RIGHTS NONPROFIT, MAN. WO.



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