Rampancy Sedition 2016

Farewell to Indoctrinated Liturgical Insurgency

July 1st, July 4th the birth of independence. Declaration of the insurrection from the destitution produced by oppressive governed opacity designed to obscure and sedate the masses to bend to the will of the wealthy and the wreathed. Impaled by the branches of modesty, dethroned from the majesty to abolishe and destitute to an eternity of mediocracy.  Give us freedom or terminus…Or so by theory?

Canada: July 1st, 1867

However It may be a surprise to Canadians that we are still considered a Monarch ruled country paying homage to the commonwealth (Queen of England). Canada Constitutional monarchy Ceremonial Ministry is subject to parliamentary confidence. You may think it means nothing, but the people with real power in Canada (1 percenters) take the monarchy reign very seriously. Thus what does that mean to our independence day? It means it was trans versed into a “fop day“, in other words “Canada Day“.

United States: July 4th, 1776

United States, as it appears has gained their independence and has no known ties to monarchy. Their political system on the exterior appears to have  equality as a priority, however anyone that lives there knows the difference. Especially people in densely populated urban areas. Capitalism reigns deeply in this country and has created a series of “mini monarchies” fueled by commercialism whereby they have successfully in the most part wiped out the small business and independent communities and have enslaved these communities with commercialized corporations and franchised conglomerations. Thus the 1 percenters creating another “fop day” holiday being mesmerized fireworks and covet level commercialized entertainment, possessions and alcoholic fueled activities.

Monarchs of the World Yet to be overthrown in theory…

Bahrain  King Hamad bin Isa al-Khalifa Constitutional
Belgium  King Albert II  Constitutional
Bhutan  Jigme Khesar Namgyal Wangchukin Constitutional
Brunei  Sultan Haji Hassanal Bolkiah Constitutional
Cambodia  King Norodom Sihamoni Constitutional
Denmark  Queen Margrethe II  Constitutional
Japan  Emperor Akihito  Constitutional
Jordan  King Abdullah II  Constitutional
Kuwait  Sheikh Saad Al Abdullah Al Salim Al Sabah Constitutional
Lesotho  King Letsie III Constitutional
Liechtenstein  Prince Hans Adam II Constitutional
Luxembourg  Grand Duke Henri Constitutional
Malaysia  Almu’tasimu Billahi Muhibbuddin Tuanku Alhaj Abdul Halim Mu’adzam Shah Ibni Almarhum Sultan Badlishah Constitutional
Monaco  Prince Albert II Constitutional
Morocco  King Muhammad VI Constitutional
Netherlands  King Willem-Alexander  Constitutional
Norway  King Harald V  Constitutional
Oman  Sultan Qabus ibn Sa’id Absolute
Qatar  Emir Sheik Tamim ibn Hamad Al Thani Constitutional
Samoa  Tuiatua Tupua Tamasese Efi Constitutional
Saudi Arabia  King Salman  Absolute
Spain  Felipe VI  Parliamentary
Swaziland  King Mswati III Absolute
Sweden  King Carl XVI Gustaf  Constitutional
Thailand  King Bhumibol Adulyadej  Constitutional
Tonga  King Tupou VI Constitutional
United Kingdom  Queen Elizabeth II1  Constitutional2

Mini Monarchies in North America (1st 25)
Exxon Mobil
Apple                                                                                                                                         Berkshire Hathaway
UnitedHealth Group
CVS Health
General Motors
Ford Motor
General Electric
Fannie Mae
Walgreens Boots Alliance
Cardinal Health
Express Scripts Holding
J.P. Morgan Chase


The Elixir of Fop-ness, Numb Potion No.99

July 1st, Canada day, and July 4th, Independence day this year had a familiar yet new feeling with it’s accompanying mesmerizing luster. The new feeling I was feeling was hard to describe. I felt all excited and thought, wow, long weekend, time to party. But I also had a sense of sadness and remorse as I watched men and women run in and out of the liquor store, buying cases of hard liquor, filling their carts with more booze then they could possibly consume unless they were going to spend the next week or so on a alcoholic bender.  Cases of six, 26 ounce/40 ounce bottles of hard liquor. Men, women all consorting and calculating the maximum they can spend, getting the most alcohol they can carry and afford so they can remain inebriated during the course of the long weekend. The new feeling I received was sincere repose. Why would I spend my hard earned cash on overpriced social lubricant? Why would I run the the liquor store after work in the first place as this phoney “fop” day holiday commenced? I stopped myself dead in my tracks, bought a four pack of small bottles of Clamato Caesars and went home and I am sure I was subliminally conned into buying that product.  I mean really all you need is a micky of vodka and a can of tomato juice.

Liquid Chains of Oppression-holic

My previous marriage was shattered by my spouse’s alcoholism. I despise commercialism because she was brainwashed to think she needed to drink like that. But once the physical need sets in, mission accomplished. Commercial brainwashing was successful in creating another alcoholic junky, feeding the 1 percenters pockets, whilst destroying her health, looks and life in general. How strong is this brainwashing? Just asked anyone that has joined Al-Anon. You will hear tale after tale of alcoholic destructiveness. Al-Anon deals with the person involved with the alcoholic. The person that attempts to stop the alcoholic from destroying themselves. This person that attempts to assist their spouse or family member(s) from this destructive substance usually ends up alone. That is how strong alcoholic brainwashing is to battle. It isolates the people strong enough not to be brainwashed into becoming another “alcoholic abusing fop”. Clever. Isolate the ones that reject brainwashing, ultimately brainwashing them back in control out shear loneliness.

You are Getting Sleepier and Sleepier. Now, Act Like a “fop”

Thus, the new emotion that came over me with the sincere repose was loneliness. A loneliness created for rejecting the brainwashing and commercial bull dung. The more you reject the brainwashing, the more lonely you will become, because people that are brainwashed will have a harder time dealing with you thus will not communicate with you as much, if at all. Not because you cannot communicate with them. It is because your communication is cajoled to higher level that they cannot understand that contradicts everything that they have been brainwashed to believe is correct. So they immediately get glimpses of the phoney one-sided thin surfaces of commercial folly and fable, and cannot handle the reality, thus will run for cover, going home to watch their favorite brainwashing TV “fop” series, with a cold beer or drink to feel right again. Anyone in my shoes knows exactly what I am talking about. That is how the isolation starts and continues. Do not think for one second that the 1 percenters who brew up this brainwashing serum do not know this side effect of brainwashing rejection. Thus if you are not strong, you will be sucked right back into the brain-shrinking vacuum.

Pop Stars of the “fop” Relented

Slavery is conceptual in most cases. These chains can be released voluntarily. We bind ourselves to these chains because of comfort. It is comfortable to have others make decisions for you, control your country, take care of the financial affairs of our communities. Tell you what to do, eat, drink, wear, who to marry, who to divorce, how to walk, talk, what to think, when to think, and when to be a total “fop”. But when the nation or community is in jeopardy, who do you think will have to fight and die to defend it? The 1 percenters? No, it will be you, male or female. Why? because you are the “fop” of society that is stupid (brainwashed) enough to protect what is not really yours in the first place. Because in most cases, you will never pay it off anyway, so have another drink, and watch another episode of the big bang theory and feel right again.

How can I be such a callous prick and say these things? Because I too once had these chains on me. I too have danced the “fop” dance. And, everyday I have to fight mentally to keep this river of swill not to enter my brain again.


“Tex” oNid ittEnEbEd (sHow nO mErcY)

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Cursed Effervescence Excretions of the Onomatopoeic, Intellectually Emaciated

Feared Speared

Lets hear it for the rich! Yes the rich is why we toil as such. Toil to make ends meet, toil to feed our families. Toil to pay for our homes. Pay to be entertained (brainwashed). What is my opinion of the 1 percenters? Eat them. Hunt them, shoot them, and eat them and mount their heads with expressions of exasperated feared lunacy. Yes they would be like shooting the fabled sasquatch, or getting the “big fish” out of the fishing hole, or snagging the loch ness monster. Freezing the facial expressions when you impale them with a home-made spear or one from Sears if you prefer. Or keep them and bound them to a rotisserie and roast them alive, all except their heads so you can mount them with the remaining resultant expression. What a day that would be! Or you could just make them your slaves, they cute ones anyway. They would also make great pets. Just keep them on a short or electric shock leashes. Hell, trade them with you friends!

Prized Flamed Game

If you prefer to eat your bagged 1 percenter, then they would be very tasty with tabasco sauce and/or mustard, or even baste them with your favorite or home-made barbecue sauce. Sounds delicious, my mouth is watering as I type this blog. Yum, yum! Finger licking good. The Colonel would be insanely jealous for not thinking of that first. But yet, if alive, he and his family would be a prime candidates for the rotisserie. Yes, roasting the Colonel’s great, great, great grand daughter, or son! I mean really, we do not discriminate gender or age. However, the old ones may have to marinated or stewed. That even sounds better! Boil the S.O.B.s in cauldrons like they used boil black slaves that were not obedient in the old south. Or at least the slave men that were caught screwing the 1 percenter’s wives because the masters were too busy screwing the young slave women. Or like in Nazi Germany, where almost every non-brainwashed person knows that the 1 percenters profited off that war, like they profit off every war world war or not. Though the enslavement and treatment of the Jews were more extreme and inhuman, kept the select few Jewish women and men to perform as circus animals for the SS and/or elite alike, whomever they would be, most likely from the royal family or some deranged 1 percenters visiting checking out their investments.

Seasoning of the Rich

Just keep in mind, that they represent 1 percent of the population, so even though there are not enough of them to go around, we could all share them. If you were in a room with 100 people, that 1 person in that room that represents that 1 percenter who would roast nicely on an open fire, like a pig in a spic, searing and sizzling to perfection and would feed that 99 people in that room and probably have leftovers.  The leftovers could make nice sandwiches or hors d’oeuvre on crackers. But wait! instead of eating them all. we could have 1 percenter farms and breed them for meat, or slaves, and we could enter them in the fall fairs across the world, showing off your prized 1 percenter and win ribbons and trophies alike! We could keep them in stalls next to the horses. Depending on the breeding, they might even be worth almost as much as a prized thoroughbred horse! They could scrub our floors, take care of our offspring, do all the mundane time consuming chores freeing up more time for us to do the fun things in life. The possibilities are endless. We could race them as horses and bet on which prized thorough bred 1 percenter would win the race. How would you get them to run around the track? Just have them chase a solid gold carrot so you could get as many laps out of them as you wanted. The winner would be rewarded by allowing him to clean out the horse stalls. The losers would have to go back to their masters and be punished.

Whip the Money Whipped

But we would not physically abuse our 1 percenters because they would probably like that sort of punishment. No, we would punish them in the way they would most despise. Scrub that floor, clean the toilet. Peel potatoes. Clean out the barn, make my bed, wash my feet. Lick the toe jam from between my toes. But wait, we are getting back to the activities they may like. We must keep them in anguish and despair. Cut the grass with a pair of scissors. That should keep them busy for a while. Scrub the walls with a tooth brush. Shine my shoes. Wash my clothes with a wash board at the creek. Wash and squeegee the windows. Cook supper and serve it up. Instead of eating in the dining room, we will eat in the living room and use the one percenters as coffee tables, eating the last roasted 1 percenter’s left overs while watching episodes of how to train your 1 percenter to do tricks almost as good as dogs can. Yes, dogs would be higher in class. And of course, they would have to clean up the dog stool as well. In fact, they would be at the end of the food chain where most barnyard animals would be worth more and be more useful. And after supper, the 1 percenters would make great foot stools. But while they are lazing around as foot stools, we could still have them do additional things, like macramé or knitting, making doilies, mittens, sweaters or even blankets.

Jungled and the Crotched

But, that may be just a dream, however, you can bet your last 1 percenter produced covet level brain washing tool that they would do the same thing  to you in a New York minute. That is why they pollute the internet with brainwashed advertising and cess spew-age in attempt to keep the masses believing we are powerless. Powerless to do anything and keep being slaves so the 1 percenters can remain “high on the hog” watching gag reels of the bungled and the botched (you and me) scurry around like circus animals trying to steal the show to be noticed. They have done “all the above” to us at one time or another. When will we awake from this proselytized cajoled slumber.

“Tex” oNid ittEnEbEd (sHow nO mErcY)

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