Now we all know a Texan female psychopath

 

Shannon Richardson.

 

And The Guardian pipes in too…

 

Yes, she is the female psychopath I wrote about, almost 2 years ago, to the day. Caught up in her dark television roles and anonymous self-adulation. She didn’t form the essential building blocks of a mature, stoic personality, and in fact was tethered to the nubile psychopathy which could never surrender to adult reality.

 

Richardson was 35 and reluctantly leaving the complacent world of female youthful abandon behind. Furthermore, she was about become a mother. Motherhood is the antithesis of female psychopathy. Richardson’s psychopathy lashed out for it could no longer hide behind the cushion of youth and virginity. Most psychopathy, male and female, never finds public refuge, but in this case, it has.

 

 

A Texas actress in a troubled marriage was arrested and charged Friday in connection with ricin-tainted letters that were mailed last month to President Barack Obama and New York City Mayor Michael Bloomberg, authorities said.

Shannon Richardson, 35, also known as Shannon Rogers and Shannon Guess, initially told the FBI that her husband, Nathaniel, sent the ricin-laced letters, but a polygraph exam found her to be “deceptive” on the matter, court papers said.

Investigators found that her computer storage devices contained the text of threatening letters sent to the president, but the couple’s computer records show her husband couldn’t have printed them out because he was at work at the time, an FBI arrest affidavit said.

On Thursday, Shannon Richardson told investigators she mailed the ricin-tainted letters, but she claimed that her husband typed the letters and forced her to print and mail them, the affidavit said.

Her husband denied involvement and claimed his wife wanted to end their marriage and leave him, the affidavit said. He told investigators that his wife was “intentionally misleading” them, the court papers said.

 

I’ve been surprised at how many men have had personal, agonizing experience with female psychopaths. Many of the commenters on the “I know a female psychopath” post might very well have been Nathaniel, her future ex-husband.

 

 

 

Studying Barack’s metadata and the American two-headed beast

I don’t know what Barack is trying to tell us.
What is he saying?

I do know he is blowing smoke up our ass. But I don’t know what he’s trying to tell us, really tell us.

Metadata, metadata, metadata, blah, blah, blah. We don’t listen to your conversations, we don’t track names, we don’t peer into the content. No kidding. Do you realize what an incredibly formidable task this would be? The NSA would need warehouses as large as the Nevada desert filled with earphoned snoopers listening around the clock to all phone calls in order for American intelligence to listen to all content, literally. This is a simple matter of logistics. Of course they don’t listen to all conversations, but courtesy of the modern computing power housed by intelligence agencies, computers are able to do all the hard work and sieve through all the compiled metadata in order to create algorithms and other digital deduction based on behavior patterns which saves them the need to staff warehouses full of human real-time snoopers.

Yes, this is classified information, but it is not secret. Obama reiterates that he tells a select club of politicians who are sworn to secrecy but the information is not secret because we do tell some people. Just not everybody, and assuredly not the public. Let’s deconstruct the concept of secrecy he infers.

What the hell is Barack saying? Who knows. Lots of smoke and eternal plausibly deniable half-truths. But trying to make sense of it and sieve through his data makes it very difficult to extrapolate what he is genuinely explicating. What is he saying that applies to us, as American people. What is his great unsaid truth?

Perhaps we should examine Barack Obama’s metadata!

Presumably, President Obama is speaking to a pool of reporters and cameras, but he continuously gazes to his left when justifying the nuts and bolts of the governmental evasion. This is how Obama explains from the technocratic perspective, the impersonal truth for the elites. The humdrum machinations of high-level secrecy that he knows we are listening to, but which he wants to shroud in unacknowledged “otherness” so that we thus experience a sense of forbidden insider knowledge by virtue of our eavesdropping role. He doesn’t look at us during these exchanges. He looks to his left, at the elites, but knows we are listening. He is planting smoke up our ass, this is his trickery!

At 1:20. “The intelligence community is looking at phone numbers, durations of calls; they are not looking at names or content.”

However, there are a couple of instances when he does steer his expression to the right. This is when he is talking to the American people directly. This is his reassuring pose. This is when he tells us that he really doesn’t hold our intelligence in high esteem because essentially our only concern is the substance of our precious telephone calls. He doesn’t believe we are capable of being concerned about, much less understand, the oblique tools of metadata retrieval and interpretation. So he doesn’t talk to us about that. To us, he talks about phone calls, and how no one is listening to us. He does this twice.

At 1:05

And again, near the end, another glance to the right in which he looks at us again to assuage our petty fears about phone calls.

At 2:11. Nobody is listening to people’s phone calls.

Barack attempts to not only soothe our worries, he is also attempting to manage and define our fears. Our government tells us what to be concerned about out from one corner of their mouth, and they also explain why we should not be concerned about it out from the other corner. American political leadership is a two-headed beast.

Fuck Obamerica

Obamerica has turned into one big festering sore distended with copious amounts of pus and Holder. This administration has been given too much leverage by the hordes of adulating ignorant Democratic voters and sympathizers. In addition, they feed off the resolutely pathetic offerings of the Republican Party that-no-one-came-to. We are completely screwed. Obamerica is the nail in the coffin that our leaders have slowly been constructing from bony scraps scavenged from the pyre of the United States’ ashen spirit.

Obamerica is that apocalyptic land where the Democrats begin acting like paranoid hawks in order to cement more intrusion into our lives and dilution of our Constitution. And Republicans stand for a lot of vague stupidity backed by such illustrious figureheads as a bimbo from the union’s most barren state or a redneck from Texas who is nothing but a media corporatist minion in disguise. This country is dying quickly. The government has seen fit to unilaterally make all decisions for us, not with us (us being the People). The government, like some rambling, vast bureaucratic HR department, is convinced it has our best interests and safety at heart (that is what they sell, anyway, to the fools who buy it) and it coerces such inglorious institutional revamping in order to carry out this Mommy policy.

Our government is dead. Obamerica is the first overt sign of this, but of course, Obama gets away with it because the atmosphere of our time tells us that the great black hope is untouchable and to be revered for his cryptic and unproven intelligence and wisdom.

The sore is deep and cannot be remedied with ointment or other BS topical applications.

That sucker must be lanced. The United States will never be better. Masses of stupid egotistical men are incapable of displaced improvement. Even if we miraculously “fix it,” the scar will remain on our cultural landscape forever.

CNN story on Jeep incident goes up in flames

What sinister ministrations are going on at CNN?

I was reading an online story concerning exploding Jeeps and the similarity to the haunted Ford Pinto of the 1970s, when I caught a very odd word choice. Not a typo, but the clueless introduction of a word whose macabre context sounds of inhuman origins.

Is CNN using robots/text generating software to write some of its copy?

Or Indians? Granted, Indians are allegedly human but they seem less so when they are doing Americans’ work in their robotic shit farms thousands of miles from our shores. What is going on?

Has CNN been overrun with writers from The Onion or adolescent Redditors from the I’mGoingToHellForThis subreddit?

The story begins with the recount of Jenelle Embrey who was driving separately from her friends. They followed in a Jeep and everything Embrey saw happened in her rear-view mirror. On a Virginia highway, she saw the Jeep get rear-ended and quickly become engulfed in flames, killing two of the people who had survived the initial impact. Embrey’s father, Harry Hamilton, ran to the Jeep and heroically broke out windows and pulled at least one person to safety. Hamilton speaks of the horror of watching them burn to death, and the effect the experience had on his life.

Desperate to help, her father, Harry Hamilton, ran to the Jeep and broke the windows with his bare hands.
He pulled Zackary Santor out alive. But Heather Santor, his mother, could not be saved. Nor could the other young passenger, Acoye Breckenridge.
“He was hollering and screaming and waving his hands,” Hamilton recalled. “And his head — the back of his head was burning.”
Hamilton says the wreck was a searing experience.

Bold is my own!

I can’t believe any English-speaking human journalist would use a word with such twisted connotations in describing the traumatic mental effects someone experienced after watching people burn to death. It’s oblique gallows humor that probably went unnoticed by most. Only non-human entities or Indians would do this!

Screen shot in case the suspect wording ever gets pulled!

A couple of Mexicans out by TKO in SoCal

Yesterday was a rough day for my middle-aged SoCal carnales!

Seems that a couple of Mexican guys let their macho delusions get the better of them as they tried to contend with younger, stronger, fiercer physical combatants. Listen up HBDers with aggrieved places in your little coal-covered hearts for the Mexican people (and I know you’re out there). Gloat and enjoy the fumes of pugilistic victory as you witness 2 incidents in which the White man lays waste to the Mexican in embarrassing and videoed bouts of ass-whooping. It’s ugly.

In the first case, a road rage feud between a big rig and a car culminated in a freeway altercation between Richard Brun and Denny Saavedra southeast of Los Angeles on the 405 freeway. Saavedra, the truck driver, threatened Brun with a lead pipe, and allegedly struck him with it as well. In the roadway events leading to the fight, Saavedra is also accused of throwing an object at Brun’s car. Brun is supposedly a “body guard to the stars” and he seemed the more confident and self-assured of the two combatants. He easily out-muscled and overpowered the older and slighter Saavedra. As most street fights usually do, it ended in a one-sided wrestling match with the victor subduing the prey in a powerful vise grip. White guy, 1, Mexican guy, 0. Game over.

The second embarrassing debacle occurred a couple hours earlier on the grounds of South Pasadena Middle School. Three skateboarders, allegedly high school students from the neighboring city of Alhambra, were using the stairs and rails at South Pas to test their skating agility when school janitor, Lupe Garcia, asked them to leave. The skateboarders gave him lip and were typically defiant and obnoxious about it. Garcia appears to have instigated the altercation, and the ensuing scuffle resulted in his facial injuries and hospitalization. Garcia seems to do well in the beginning but his slow reactions and lagging physical state make him vulnerable to a flurry of open punches from the young boarder. Not quite the ass-thrashing that Saavedra received, but still pretty bad considering that Garcia started the fight because of his touchy sensitivities that lured him to cave to the teen’s verbal abuse. White (I think) guy, 1, Mexican guy, 0. Game over.

Match over.

The Mexican men are shut out, and in an embarrassingly public manner.

How terrible it must be to see your ass-kicking replayed constantly on local news, and furthermore, to still face charges because you started the fight. The biggest humiliation for a man is to start a fight that he loses. This happened to me in the 6th grade. I started a fight with a guy who was walking in front of us after school. Little did I know he was a golden gloves boxer. He punched a hole in my face. I got whipped.

But I was young, a kid, and so was he.

Middle-aged Mexican men just need to chill and leave their petty touchiness at home. It’s rough getting old. Your body has lost its zing. Your reflexes are sluggish and your speed is in a comical state of disrepair. Young dudes can kick your ass with a flick of the finger.

Hang up the macho gloves!