This message brought to you by your friends at Vaul-Tec.
This desperately needs a Francis E. Dec tag.
I like how this guy was all over the place with his craziness. Space doctor jews have made a race of robots with their real brains on the moon for some reason and they control us like RC cars, and they're able to alter people at will via instant plastic surgery, but their grand design involves shrinking women's brains so they'll marry niggers.
Trying to figure out a madman's word salad is no easy task. However, here is some of what Dec is trying to say (hope I don't forget anything).
He hates Jews and Blacks.
He lived in the hight of the Cold War ("containment policy" references)
He's studied Communist writings ("inculcation of conformist propaganda", "inevitability of gradualness", etc.)
There's a city sized computer (remember this is the mid-20th century when computers filled a whole floor on an office building) on the dark side of the Moon that influences the thoughts and controls the actions of humans on the Earth (turning us into "parroting puppets).
Our eyes and ears record everything that happens and transmits it to the computer on the Moon.
Everyone who has ever been in a hospital (that includes birth) has been medically experimented on (Frankenstein references).
He's so paranoid that he believes the natural aging process is caused by ambulances that abduct you in your sleep and automated medical devices preform procedures that give you the effects of aging.
So, they've finally thrown of the shackles of Mad, Deadly, Worldwide, Gangster, Communist, Frankenstein Radio Earphone Slavery!
There are two Francis E Dec references hidden as easter eggs in Myth 1 and Myth 2. You go by some weird monument and if you taunt with a dwarf he says one of a few dec-alicious lines.
My Moon Brain of the Computer God approves of this message.
|Jet Bin Fever |
|Killer Joe |
This is exactly what a man wanted to say, and by god he said it!
| Register or login To Post a Comment|