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And I lost all my guns in a boating accident!

Just Curious

Do any of you get text from The Donald.

A lot of times when I post here I’ll get a Text afterwards like

I’ve had Enough .. I want to You talk to You please Respond..

Or

Like Little From Donny..

My Father Needs You to Respond to this Questionnaire..

Or ..

Join Me in a Private Session..

The End

Just because your paranoid, does not mean, no one, is out to get you.

Global Over Watch already has us all Sam.


https://www.wired.com/2012/03/ff-nsadatacenter/

They know what you are thinking. No need to speak.

Little Donny knows what I’m Thinking

Youge Bigly

$200 Alex for Didn’t Happen

😵‍💫

On a 1-10 scale:

Paranoid about Government spies: 2

Paranoid about getting dox'd by a dweeb: 6

Akrange:

Will You Stand With US to Defeat the Left

My Father needs Your Support

Eric Trump


I Like Steve Gravey better than Adam “ Tribe “Schiff

I’m going join his Inner Circle .

Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't out to get you.

I've been a somewhat public person since college, less so now than then. I grew up with a locally recognizable family name. Dad always kept a low profile and thankfully we were no longer newsworthy by the time I came into this world. However, if the kids I grew up with didn't know my name, their folks filled them in.

I had a pretty high profile after college. I was a writer for the local underground magazine. I had big parties at the coffee house. For some reason, the local pagan community decided to adopt me, even though I showed open contempt for them. I also got on the last nerve of the local Hari Krishnas ashram. They plotted for years to do bad things to me. I finally met their business manager at a writers' group. When I explained myself, he laughed and said he'd take care of it. I actually liked the Krishnas. If I was down on cash, I could bum a free meal at the Ashram. I just never stayed for the floor show.

Bottom line: by the time the internet came around, I'd been around the block.

One of the chief things I learned was not to be deliberately flamboyant. Dad had all sorts of local celebrity friends. Half had stage names. All of them led modest lives. If you drove by their houses, nothing was sticking out. They just blended in with the rest of the neighborhood. Everybody had unlisted phone numbers. They did not drive expensive automobiles.

Another basic rule was accessibility. Nobody can hide. If you hide, they try to find you.

Don't boast. Don't lie. You will be found out and punished for it.

When I started having a more public appearance on the Internet, I followed those rules. I culture a persona, the shaman, that is low-key. It is not much different from my own. I try to keep what the shaman does separate from what I do in the real world. I'm sure, if you go out there, you can find me. However, I was an early adopter of both BBS and Internet technology. In 40 years, I've not had anyone show up to my doorstep.

I've been having people try to hack my password since before some of you were born. It has only been accomplished once, and it came from a hacked site. They managed to get at my Ebay account and ordered a vacuum cleaner. I was deer hunting at the time. Still, I got the leak plugged in 6 hours and changed all my passwords. They shipped the vacuum to the house (WT?) I returned it to the vendor and paid $20 shipping.

Because the work I use to do, and the places I've worked, big brother probably knows more about me, than I do.

Not gonna worry about it..... think I'll go buy another gun! To replace one of those lost in the boating accident.

FWIW...... It's raining like the cow and the perverbable flat rock.

I ain't skeert.

My FBI guy has me on his case as a punishment for something he did, sure of that.
So he already has a bad attitude and don't care.

Karen doesn't care about much.