Anonymous ID: b29f66 Feb. 4, 2022, 10:59 a.m. No.15545292   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5329

>>15544507 (PB)

>DOD project to dial phones

I've been pinged when I post a particularly over the target post or create a connection between items. The NSA is listening as are the AIs. Purloined Letter technique is sometimes the best. It's not just cell phones.

Anonymous ID: b29f66 Feb. 4, 2022, 11:32 a.m. No.15545530   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>15545485

My sentiments are with you anon !! Where the fuck is that dickwad Durham, we all knew the OIG was comped in 2018. Muh cellphones ? Just how stupid are all these lawyers, no one asks the Federal CIOs for inventory lists of devices and assignments and finds out just where the fuck they are. While I'm shitposting, how about the fucking courts put in a full day's work. None of these weenie civil servants could actually hold a job in the private sector, They're too fucking institutionalized and lazy.

Anonymous ID: b29f66 Feb. 4, 2022, 11:44 a.m. No.15545630   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>15545336

Anon, remember America is the only country founded on principles not just inherited land rights and race or creed. To get this right all of us tribes in America have to relearn the constitution and live by those principles, including not getting lazy. We allowed our government to be infiltrated and taken over by evil at every level, we didn't secure our voting mechanisms or borders.

Anonymous ID: b29f66 Feb. 4, 2022, 12:09 p.m. No.15545838   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>15545156

> Judge Roy Bean

Anons perhaps this should be a placard at the Nuremberg 2.0 Tribunals coming

 

"XXXXXXXX, in a few short weeks, it will be spring. The snows of winter will flow away, the ice will vanish, the air will become soft and balmy.

 

"In short, XXXXXXXXX, the annual miracle of the years will awaken and come to pass.

 

"But you won't be there.

 

"The rivers will run their soaring course to the sea, the timid desert flowers will put forth their tender shoots, the glorious valleys of this imperial domain will blossom as the rose.

 

"Still, you won't be there to see.

 

"From every treetop, some wild woods songster will carol his mating song, butterflies will sport in the sunshine, the busy bee will hum happy as it pursues its accustomed vocation, the gentle breeze will tease the tassels of the wild grasses and all nature, XXXXXXXXXXXXXX, will be glad but you.

 

"You won't be there to enjoy it because I command the sheriff of the county to lead you away to some remote spot, swing you by the neck from a knotting bough of some sturdy oak, and let you hang until you are dead.

 

"And then, XXXXXXXXX, I further command that such officer retire quickly from your dangling corpse, that vultures may descend from the heavens upon your filthy body until nothing shall remain but bare, bleached bones of a cold-blooded, bloodthirsty, throat-cutting, chili-eating, sheep-herding, murdering son of a bitch."

 

Ah, Judge Roy Bean, where are you now that we need you?