#rip to the people who kept insisting it was PR for two years or that he was never serious about the relationship

[septembersghost]

Harry's tattoo 😭

idk how to break it to people but he falls extremely hard in love, and he really seemed to love her, so i am not surprised, but it does make me a bit sad for him/them...he can say it's for the 1D song. or the cat! she's an icon

[insomniac-dot-ink]

The Long Bus Ride

Genre: supernatural horror

Words: 5.6k

Summary: When her late night bus stops in the middle of a rolling fog cloud Frieda starts to worry. Then she starts seeing words being written in the condensation on her window and she truly gets unnerved.

A group of strangers must now try to get through the night as something seems to be outside.

content warning: body horror

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The bus was mostly empty that evening. That was typical with rising fares and the fact most people would have tried to be home hours ago. It was too early for the late night party crowd and too late for the normal working crowd.

The bus driver was a big guy named Ted, I knew him by his portly size and baby-smooth clean shaven face. He had youthful thick brown hair grown a little long probably for vanity’s sake and a large pot belly that sagged over the shiny tight black belt around his waist.

He always nodded at me when I got on and always stopped for people when they were running to catch the 431. He wasn’t always on time like the other bus driver-- Nory, but he also honked his horn a little less than him too.

I flashed my bus pass at Ted that evening with our usual nod and a lingering achy bitterness settling in my core. Deirdre’s daughter had come to visit again that afternoon and there was always too much nasty energy in the house on those days. I liked to keep things neat, both personally and professionally. I kept my purse organized into tiny pockets and my clothes sorted in bins by season and I never mentioned anything personal at my job.

Everything had its place, but it was harder to be politely indifferent to the household when they were throwing barbed words at each and asking my opinion. It bothered me to have to be anything other than “day nurse Frieda” to them. It blurred our relationship when they turned to me and said “tell my mother she needs to finalize her will” and so on.

Of course, Deirdre should and did need to finalize her will, but expressing that broke far too many boundaries in a messy way. 

I was ready to be home an hour ago by the time I walked to the bus stop with the sun already carefully nestled behind the city skyline. The purple of a gloomy summer night was heavy across the horizon and I didn’t even both to check my phone watch. I knew my Friday night was almost already over.

My feet ached as I turned to walk down the aisle of the 431 bus headed to Oakland. My chin was sinking toward my chest like a balloon tug insistently downward by a toddler. An older man sat near the front.

He was a skinny, wiry man with a thick mustache and clothes with spots of what I hoped was motor oil on his patterned button-up and workman pants. He wore heavy boots and watched me with small eyes under enormous eyebrows that could have probably watched me as well for the sheer size of them. He had no bags or anything with him and he sat like there was a drill sergeant ready to bark at him if he so much as slouched a little.

No one else sat in the seats near the front designated for the elderly and pregnant. The seats themselves were blue and yellow with party designs on them like you might see at a tacky bowling alley. It was an older bus that hadn’t even been upgraded to “green” standards yet and rumbled like a thunder storm wherever it went.

In the middle seats was a mother and child. She was a middle-aged black woman with long beaded braids tied back in a ponytail and wore a bright pink shirt and a slouchy pair of comfortable looking jeans. Her daughter looked around 9 or 10 and had her hair pulled back in a tight bun at the top of her head. She wore a hoodie over what looked like leggings and carried a sports bag with her.

The mother was probably picking her up from something like ballet practice. The daughter was leaning on the mom while she absently stroked her head and looked out the window. Something about the easy intimacy of it made me look away quickly.

One seat up and across from the mother and daughter was a gently snoring man. He had a wild beard, knit cap, and fingerless gloves. I could tell by the smell alone that he was homeless and had probably been sleeping on the bus for hours now. However, I had smelled worse and his jacket and jeans weren’t as grungy or disheveled as they could have been.

Two other people sat in the back, but luckily neither of them had claimed the final spot in the corner of the bus near the window. A young woman was one chair ahead of my seat, a short white girl who looked around college age. I wrinkled my nose at her because she was holding a paper cup with what I assumed was coffee and her hands were shaking.

She had on a long skirt with mud splotches at the bottom and a pale blue shirt with a mustard stain on the front. Her long auburn hair was tied back into a ratty knot at the back of her neck. She had on huge glasses dangerously close to the edge of her nose and she was staring out the window with the look of someone trying to count the yellow street lines and failing.

Across from her in the other corner of the bus was a high-school aged looking young man with a huge bag blocking the seat next to him. He was Asian with ink-black hair that he had spiked, and wore all black with dark ripped jeans and a band t-shirt. His ears were covered by silver earrings draped over the lobes like angry criss-crossing Christmas decorations.

He had a tattoo of what appeared to be a wing on his neck and smeared eyeliner around his indifferent gaze. He was wearing small earbuds and listening to something with an audible thrumming base.

I ignored both the messy girl and the punk boy as I took my seat and got out my book for the forty minute ride home. It was another pirate romance story-- which my sister recommended because she assumed she knew my taste. The action scenes were fine, but the actual tension between the main couple was blase at best.

I had to make sure no one sat behind me during my bus rides home though because I didn’t need anyone looking over my shoulder and finding the words “he touched my wet throbbing womanhood.” To say the least, the erotic parts of the novels were not that good either.

It was better than scrolling my phone right then though. I hated work emails more than I hated mud trailed onto the carpet in my house or slow-walkers on the sidewalk.

I peeked out the windows sometimes to get a look at the city as the street lights and building lights and headlights erupted one by one in a pale cascade. We were getting closer to the Oakland Bay bridge and the lights threaded along the beams like spiderwebs of frantic energy all captured and blooming at once. I had an affection for the city despite being trapped there.

I hadn’t actually come to California to be a geriatric nurse again. I already spent ten years working as one in Louisiana when an old college friend had called me up and asked if I wanted to join his startup. It sounded like a fairy tale: join an up and coming tech company and watch as you get boosted past “middle class” into something glamorous and decadent. Kitt knew me and knew I was good with people and offered to let me run the PR department.

Of course, I hadn’t joined for the money or the fact I was that interested in PR. I had been working in a nursing home for almost a decade by then and it had started to wear on me. I liked listening to people, especially people who were made of stories, and the job had originally suited me fine. But there was this… shadow over it all that started to eat at me.

A shadow of loss, of empty words, empty places where a sharp mind used to be, empty reassurances that meant nothing, brief glimpses of grief so intense that it split people in two. That shadow loomed larger and larger the longer I stayed. It chased me as my favorite grandma’s hands started to shake and my favorite patient stopped being able to play piano. I saw it in how some of them stopped meeting my eyes when the months dragged on and their time was coming. I saw in the way they stopped remembering my name or their own.

No. I didn’t want to work as an elderly care nurse any longer.

Of course, I was also 33 and single, and a change sounded good. So I moved all the way across the country, got the smallest apartment I had ever lived in, and dared to be a little bold. I wore brighter colors, spoke out more in meetings, cooked spicier foods, I went on dates with women for the first time.

But all good things come to an end. Most startups don’t make it, no matter how many twitter algorithms you try to “hack.”

I looked out the window and ignored my phone as it buzzed. There were other reasons I didn’t check my phone on the bus as well. Cynthia still wanted to meet now and then-- to see if we could make it work after all. I ignored the buzz.

I was lost to the erotic adventures of a very loud and very incompetent heroine when I heard a soft gasp come from in front of me. I usually had a rule of ignoring everyone else on public transport, but there was something about the sharp surprised sound that made me look up.

We were on the bridge now and it was damp and dark out. I blinked a couple times as I noticed a thick cloud seeming to descend. Fog was all but normal in San Francisco so I decided to go back to reading my book.

A small murmur passed between the daughter and mother in the middle of the bus, “it’s alright…” 

I looked up again and the cloud was quickly eating up the view and making the road ahead look shrouded and strange. Cars around us had already turned on their headlights and I could almost feel the bus slowing down as visibility ahead quickly disappeared.

I wrinkled my brow. I didn’t know much about weather, but we usually only saw fog like this in the mornings. I looked to the other side of the road and noticed that I didn’t see any cars coming toward us.

“Look mom,” I heard a small voice say and the little girl was pointing out toward the ocean. I tried to look out the window and make out the sea too, but only saw that same thick white. It was dense and shapeless around us and the bus was slowing down further.

“Where are the lights?” I snapped my head around and the punk kid had taken his earbuds out. His face was even more stony than before and his eyes were narrowed toward where the bridge would be. 

I set my jaw as I realized I didn’t see any of the glowing yellow lights that should be at least breaking through parts of the fog. Even worse, I checked ahead of us and behind, I had never known the Oakland bridge to ever be empty.

There were no more cars on either side of us.

I gulped. The bus was almost at a standstill.

“Hey!” The messy college girl holding the coffee called up from the back. “What’s going on?”

“Yeah, what’s the meaning of this? We’ve all got places to be.” The working class man stood up at the front.

Ted the driver didn’t turn around and there was something about his figure that sat wrong.

“Where the fuck are the lights?” The punk kid was standing up now and craning his neck to look outside.

“Excuse me, sir, is there a problem?” The mother had dragged her daughter into her lap and the little girl was looking directly out the window at something with the utmost focus.

I shifted uncomfortably in place and watched the scene unfold. Something cold was trailing down my spine. I liked to keep things neat, and this felt like it was about to pick up my wardrobe and dump it outside onto my muddy lawn.

A couple voices kept demanding to know why we had stopped, and the homeless man somehow kept dozing. “Ooh,” the little girl touched the window and suddenly my eyes were drawn back to my own window.

The fog was dense to the point of nothingness, and beyond the fog seemed to be an even thicker night. I furrowed my brow and drew back into myself. Condensation was gathering on the other side of the window-- the type you might see when your warm breath touches glass.

A thin layer of white was spreading across the window and then I saw what the young girl was “oohing” at.

“Everyone, step back from the windows.” I heard myself saying, reasonably, in as a controlled manner as I could.

Little droplets had now formed on the other side of the glass and the white haze was thick and tangible. That’s not why I jumped back though. A perfectly formed fingerprint was pressed into the condensation there. A clear oval that was dragging down, down, down the window and creating one long, straight line.

There was nothing behind that finger. There was no body or hand or anything attached at all. Only the imprint that was meticulously drawing downward.

“What the fuck?!” The punk kid scrambled back from his window as well.

“What’s going on?” The college student said in a panic as more little finger tips pressed against the glass. Hands, but not hands. My heart squeezed in my chest and a flurry of possibilities went through my head: I was in a coma, I was asleep, I was asleep in a coma. I was dead.

I was dead and hell is a bus ride.

“Ah!” I jerked my head around again and saw the old man in heavy work pants standing by the front with his mouth wide and eyes as round as silver dollars. He was staring at the bus driver in the way one stares at their parents declaring a divorce.

“Ted…” I muttered and forced myself forward. I wrapped my hands around the bus poles with each step and the metal was almost freezing at each touch. I stumbled across the long space.

“Mommy, what is it?” The window next to the little ballerina was absolutely covered in those floating strokes carefully applied by invisible fingers. They were drawing spirals and zig-zags and something that I dearly hoped wasn’t a letter of the alphabet.

I made my way past the sleeping homeless man who still managed not to wake and all the way to the front of the bus where the old man was staring at Ted.

“He’s-He’s--” He stuttered at me and fell back against a metal pole next to the door. 

“It’s alright, I’m a nurse.” I took a deep steadying breath. I had seen corpses plenty of times in my life and I knew how to keep myself focused on the tasks in front of me. Ted was slumped over and unmoving.

I reached for his arm first and picked up his limp wrist. I exhaled the second I reached his pulse and felt a faint thrum there. His skin was clammy and far too cold, but he was breathing. “Don’t look at the eyes.” The old man grabbed my shoulder. “Don’t look!”

I was never very good at averting my eyes when facing car crashes or jump scares in horror movies. He had a pulse. I needed to check for head injuries. I glanced at his face. Something was dripping down his cheeks in a steady flow.

I reached and tipped his chin up. I swallowed my scream before it could escape. His eyes were gummed shut with something black and bubbling. It was like tar that held both of his eyelids clamped closed and water was leaking out of the seams.

Droplets beaded down his cheeks and when I let his head fall again it leaked like rain down upon his lap. I stopped myself from heaving at the sight and looked downward. His foot was still on the gas, but we weren’t moving forward.

“Let’s go.” I ushered the old man away from Ted’s body. Something told me we shouldn’t touch it or be too close to it. We retreated back toward the other seats.

“E,” the little girl was tracing a letter in the condensation. Something outside was writing the letter E and then another letter next to it. “N.”

I walked down the center of the bus in a daze and the others looked at me. The disheveled college student stumbled toward us. “Is the driver alright?” I just shook my head and couldn’t find the words to explain that one of us was surely dreaming up a nightmare. 

The punk kid was sitting in the center of the back seats clutching his bag to his chest and his earbuds were back in.

“Little girl.” A voice barked. I turned and suddenly I noticed that the homeless man had sat up and his clear blue eyes were darting around the space frantically. “Don’t touch the windows.” His voice was deep and smoke-beaten. “Again, again, again.” He repeated, “Don’t touch. Again.”

I looked back to the shapes being drawn in the window panes. 

They were impossibly strange, but no sounds came from the drag of their fingers. In fact, I didn’t pick up any noises from the city at all: no honking, no sirens, no hums of life. I groped for the right words to try to make sense of this.

“Little girl!” The homeless man said sharply and he looked toward the closest window. “Don’t.” “Sheryl…” Her mother warned, but the little girl, Sheryl, kept tracing the letters the Things were drawing.

I watched in a trance, “T.” She said softly. “E.” I was watching the tip of her finger move when I caught the first glimpse.

My whole body froze like a jolt of ice pouring down my spine. Just beyond the invisible hand was a face submerged in the fog-- faint and shifting. It was hard to make out, but two black eyes drooped like runny eggs down it’s sunken cheeks and a mouth grotesquely frozen in a scream took shape for just a moment.

I grabbed for the mother, “everyone!” I found the energy to fill my words with urgency, “get away from the windows!” They all looked to me and I mustered every bit of my authority, “NOW!”

Reluctant shuffling followed. “Wait!” Sheryl protested as her mom picked her up and carried her to the center of the bus. “Wait!” She repeated, “it wasn’t finished.”

The fingers outside became more frantic as we retreated into the center of the bus as far away from the windows as we could get. They clawed and dragged and I could make out more and more faces, some with three fingers and some with seven. Faint outlines of the hands and faces morphed and danced just out in the darkness.

They never stood still or seemed to stop shifting and twisting as if unnaturally alive.

A shudder went through the small group as we huddled together like penguins being accosted by the arctic breeze. The punk boy was the last to reach us as he clung to his huge bag and entered the loose circle we created.

The old man was shifty-eyed and looked the most on edge. I kept an eye on him, as well as the homeless man who was hunched over into himself. “Again,” he muttered to himself. “Again.” The moments after we gathered were long and strained before anyone dared to speak and break the ghastly immense silence. “Something was wrong with the driver,” the old man finally announced as he looked to the fingers, “something is wrong here.” “Very wrong.” The college student echoed.

“Duh,” The pink kid said back with his teeth clenched.

“Perhaps it will be over soon.” I added softly, mostly speaking to myself.

“What’s everyone’s names?” I looked up as the homeless man finally broke himself upright again.

“What? Why?” The old man practically growled.

“Everyone here has got to have a name.” The homeless man’s blue eyes were still frantic and traveling faster than I thought they should back and forth across the space. “Got to have a name.”

“How do we know that will--” “Angela.” The mother spoke up. “And this is Sheryl. Have you seen this before?” She looked to him as if he must often see buses descend into hell before.

“I’m Rick.” He said without hesitating, “Angela, Sheryl,” he pointed to the college student as if to pose a question.

“Laura.” She said softly. Her hands were still shaking, but probably for different reasons now.

“Angela, Sheryl, Laura,” Rick almost sang and then prompted the old man to speak.

“I’m Drew.” The old man said hesitantly after a moment.

“And I’m Frieda.” I added as the punk kid spoke as well.

“I’m Jinu.” 

A silence spread and I didnt know what I expected to happen from swapping names with a group of strangers. Sheryl was frowning deeply. She whispered, “We shouldn’t have left where they can see us.”

That made me look back to the people I was stuck with and I opened my mouth to ask Sheryl if she was alright.

Bring

We jumped as one when a sudden and angry sound crackled and shook the space. 

Bring, bring

It was like the sound of an old phone back from the 90s. A classic, angry noise that ate up the whole area with its loud buzzing undertone.

Bring!

I felt my pocket and felt something vibrating there.

“It’s our phones…” Jinu said in a hush.

My phone was ringing. And I knew we were being hailed.

Bring, bring, bring

I felt sick.

Laura was the first to dig out her phone from her bright yellow purse and hold it in her hands.

Bring, bring

The iphone vibrated and almost shook its way out of her hands. It’s screen was completely black and something, something was making it ring. “What’s,” I couldn’t contain the question any longer. “What’s causing this?” No one answered me. Drew took out his phone next, a first generation android it looked like with a cracked screen that was just as black as the last one. Slowly, everyone except for Rick, extracted our phones and watched as they made the same cry together over and over again: bring, bring, bring, bring, bring.

I stared into the shiny black surface of mine. It was perfectly smooth and almost… too dark. A dark I had never seen before and reflected nothing back. It felt like it was eating the light up.

“Maybe,” Laura spoke up. “Maybe we could call the police.”

“It’s a little late for that honey.” Angela said with a forlorn sigh.

“Why are they ringing?” I asked dumbly.

“We shouldn’t answer.” Jinu growled and tossed his phone all the way to the other side of the bus.

Rick nodded, “Do. Not. Answer.” “But…” I frowned deeply. “We can’t stay here.” “We can’t answer either.” Rick said in his same husky, withered tone. Drew nodded and threw his phone away, I followed suit mostly to stop looking at the shiny blackness of the screen. Angela seemed to almost break hers as she chucked it away as well, and Laura was the last one. She gripped it tightly and looked up.

“What do you think those are?” She finally voiced our fears and looked back to the fingers and morphed faces. “Are they… are they what’s calling us?” I shrugged, “does it matter?” I glared, “we can’t risk it. Throw it away.” “What happened to the driver?” Laura whispered and I just shook my head. She threw her phone away.

We all looked at each other carefully, and then we waited.

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Time ticked by with an anonymous meaningless face. On some level I think most of us expected to wake up soon, or for the sun to rise or to have God yelled “pranked!” from somewhere up in the sky. At least, that’s what I was waiting for.

The bus was still, just as cold and faceless as before, immobile as it had ever been. Alone in the middle of the bridge and alone in no place at all. I had a switch knife I carried around that I now held in my clenched fists and the world stood still.

Empty, except for the constant, unending sound of the phones: bring, bring, bring. They chorused and buzzed on the other side of the bus as we huddled in the center. It was endless. People did what they could to distract themselves from their impossible voices. 

Jinu put his headphones back in and turned them all the way up. Laura covered her ears with both hands and rocked back and forth in a ball. Rick gazed unseeingly up at the ceiling with a deep frown on his face. Drew was drawing something on his palm as if doing math equations on his skin.

I distracted myself by talking to the mother and daughter. “You want to be a prima ballerina when you grow up?” I asked softly as I watched Sheryl’s small face. Angela was still stroking her daughter’s head and holding her close as the minutes ticked by.

Bring, bring

“I want to dance in The Swan Lake,” she said factually. “I’m not good enough yet, but I will be.” I beamed. “I believe you.”

Bring, bring

“What do you do?” Angela asked and there was something forced about it.

“Nurse.” I said simply. “Though I came here for an app startup of all things.” 

“Oh?”

Bring, bring, bring I wasn’t usually one for idle-chit-chat, but a damp coldness was working its way through my chest. I had already noticed that Laura was shivering fiercely.

“Yeah, we were going to change the world or something he said,” I rolled my eyes, “but it didn’t turn out that way of course.”

“What kind of app was it?” Sheryl was still looking to her window, but she seemed present enough. 

“Oh, a ride sharing one. It was supposed to be a public minded service called ‘Democracy Bus.’ It was meant to help people get to the polls on voting days for free or get to civil rally's or debate parties,” I shook my head. “It never got off the ground.” Angela opened her mouth to respond, but seemed to be drained of some force within her.

Bring, bring

“That settles it.” Drew stood up with a hardened look on his face. “If I run I might make it to the other side of the bridge in a few minutes.” He nodded, “we were more than halfway to the other side by the time we stopped.”

We openly stared at the old man. Jinu took his headphones out, and Laura uncurled herself. Rick kept looking at the ceiling.

Bring, bring, bring

My mouth became a hard line, “We don’t want to let any of those things in here…” I whispered.

Drew dusted himself off, “I only need someone to pull the door open for a second. And beside,” his lips curled up, “we can’t exactly stay here and starve.” My skin prickled and I didn’t mention the fact I hadn’t felt hungry since the moment we stopped. I hadn’t felt thirsty either, or anything at all. Just cold. And damp.

“We’re not going out there.” Angela hissed first. “It’s too much of a risk.” She held her daughter tighter to her.

“Does anyone else have any ideas then?” Drew seethed. We were quiet.

Bring, bring

“Maybe we should answer one.” Laura said again, “just to see what happens.” She cocked her head to the side, “maybe they’ll let us go.”

“That sounds like an even worse idea than his.” Jinu said flatly.

“Don’t. Answer. The. Phones.” Rick finally joined the conversation and haltingly declared.

“Why not?” Drew narrowed his eyes icily, “What do you know?” Rick looked back up to the ceiling and set his jaw. Drew took a menacing step toward him, “What does he know?!”

“Oh,” Sheryl pointed, “Look. They’re trying again... E.” I looked up just in time to see the fingers all in one motion write the letter “E” over and over again on each window. I swallowed thickly. “We should all cover our eyes.” I announced, “We need to wait this out.”

Bring, bring, bring! Drew shook his head. “We just gotta open the door for a moment. I’ll go get help.” Angela looked like she was ready to pounce on him. “I told you! It’s too risky, there’s children aboard.”

“A child who keeps trying to communicate with them!”

The fingers were now writing “N” over and over again on every surface of the windows that there were. “N” She read softly.

“Guys,” I repeated and my voice rose, “I think we should cover our eyes.” “T,” Sheryl muttered and I dove for her first.

“Cover your eyes!” I screeched and slapped a hand over her gaze so that she couldn’t read it anymore.

Bring, bring!

“This is crazy!” Jinu started stumbling backward away from the group.

“Don’t leave us!” I reached for him as well.

“No!” Rick shouted, “I told you not to!”

I turned just on time to see Laura crawling toward her phone. She pressed on the screen with one finger and brought it to her face, “hello?” “E.” Sheryl said as my fingers slipped and the whole world came crashing down around us.

“Get back! Get away from her!” Rick pushed the three of us he could reach toward the back of the bus. Jinu let out a wordless scream and Drew reached for Laura.

“Young lady?” Laura’s face was completely contorted as she stood up. Her mouth opened in a grotesque snarl as her jaw jutted out awkwardly to the side. Her eyes were lifeless and started to leak drips of water down her cheeks.

She moved all at once-- like strings were unevenly tied to her knees. She took one jerky, tin step forward and then another.

“Drew,” I hissed and reached for him. “Get back.” “She’s so young,” he muttered. “She’s so young. Can you hear me?” The water was running down Laura’s cheeks like a faucet now and I couldn’t look away as her eyes sunk into their sockets. The white disappeared first into some unseen blackness. I pulled Drew back with all my physical strength and Laura took another step forward.

Could we fight her? Could we fight these things?

I took my knife out and slashed the air in front of us as she took her unpleasant, rigid steps forward. Her eyes had all but sunken into her head and her hanging mouth was now dripping water that smelled of something like mold and damp earth.

“Stay back,” I hissed and slashed the air again. “I’ll kill you.” To my surprise she turned. She faced one of the windows, the one that Sheryl has been sitting at only hours before back in the sunlight world. She touched the glass tentatively and the fingers repeated their last letter over and over again. Sheryl said a final ringing letter, “R.” ENTER.

I hugged myself and held my breath, bracing for the worst.

The windows did not break open though and the distorted faces did not slither inward. Laura got up onto the seat and started pressing into the window. Her eyes were completely gone and her ears and mouth and eyes were all steadily running over with streams of water.

It was wrong. It was hard to watch as she hands pressed gradually through the glass in an impossible manner.

It was a slow and painful process as she joined the mist. Hands grabbed her and pulled at her, her hair came loose and fell down her shoulders, and one of the people beside me started sobbing.

“It’s taking her…”

Someone started humming, Jinu I think. It was a sad and reluctant song that carried soberingly through the space. He hummed a funeral march just as she was tugged through the window and off into the white expanse with no name.

Our phones stopped ringing all at once and the fog began to lift as if in a dream. The next procession was mechanical and done in complete silence. We picked up our cracked phones and returned to our seats.

I didn’t know what compelled us, but I knew it had to be done. I knew we had to return to our exact same spots.

I took my seat at the back of the bus with my head bowed downward and Jinu sat across from me with his eyes focused on the skyline. Angela and Sheryl sat close and fixed in place. Rick went back to sleep. Drew sat closest to the driver and watched Ted sit up again.

Lights appeared beside us. Sounds of cars and bikers and voices reappeared. Headlights blinked on the other side of the road. Ted started the engine again. And we drove.

The bus rumbled onward through the beautiful dark night and city.

The only sign that we had ever been trapped in some place beyond here was the fact that my face was wet with tears and that there was an empty seat in front of me. I couldn’t remember her name though.

I looked down at my phone and I had 127 missed calls from “UNKNOWN” and a very brief text message from the same number. All it read was “again” and “enter.”

I closed my eyes and figured maybe it was time to move back home.

[fortheheavenssake]

MM ANON SEASON TWO.

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💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻PG INTERPRETATION OF SEASON TWO:THE RETURN OF MM ANON 🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜💜

1. April 15, 2020

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APRIL 14/2020 1735 hrs CST

RIDDLE NUMBER ONE SEASON TWO: THE RETURN OF MM ANON

THANK YOU MM ANON

MM ANON …… doctor gone batty……… LA for dummies ……… Doctors Within Borders ……… social insistence ………… hugs not bugs……… absolutely isolated Kate. ……… “ not a whisper ma’am ……… St George’s chapel of course!!…………… with humility skippy, with humility

doctor gone batty………

WELL, WELL, WELL, I AM HAVING A SENSE OF DÉJÀVU. I CERTAINLY AM GLAD I TOOK TIME OFF TO RECHARGE MY BATTERIES OVER EASTER 😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣? I, ALONG WITH MOST REASONABLE PEOPLE KNOW MADAM HAS NEVER LEFT THE U.K. AND IS MOST CERTAINLY NOT LIVING THE “HIGH”🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂LIFE IN L.A. SHE IS, AS SUSPECTED, IN SOME SORT OF CUSTODIAL CARE, CRIMINAL, PSYCHIATRIC OR BOTH. EITHER WAY, SHE HAS A PSYCHIATRIST AND OR OTHER MENTAL HEALTH PROFESSIONALS ON HER TREATMENT PLAN. TRUE TO FORM, SHE DOES NOT DO ANYTHING EXCEPT WHAT SHE WANTS TO DO THEREFORE COMPLETELY UNCOOPERATIVE AND MANIPULATIVE IN CARE. HENCE THE VERNACULAR USE OF THE WORD BATTY, SLANG FOR CRAZY. THE DOCTOR HAS GONE CRAZY TRYING TO DEAL WITH HER.

LA for dummies ………

THE WHOLE SET OF ZILLIONS OF BOOKS FOR DUMMIES WERE EXTREMELY POPULAR IN THE 1990’s . ANY TOPIC HAD A BLANK FOR DUMMIES BOOK. HER PR AND THE LIES IE MANSION PURCHASED ETC ETC.TRAVALYST REGISTERED. BIG NEWS YESTERDAY SAYING HARRY DROPPED THE NAME MOUNTBATTEN-WINDSOR. I AM VERY CERTAIN HIS AND WILLIAMS SURNAME IS WALES. BECAUSE I RECALL SEEING IT ON THEIR MILITARY RANK AND UNIFORMS, CADET WALES, CAPTAIN WALES ETC. SO SHE IS SO DUMB SHE HAS PR MAKE A BIG WHOOP ABOUT THIS AND ITS NOT ACCURATE.SHE IS USING FOR DUMMIES BOOK TO BUILD HER FALSE L.A. LIFE. SAD PATHETIC.

Doctors Within Borders ………

DOCTORS WITHOUT BORDERS IS AN INTERNATIONAL GROUP OF PHYSICIANS WHO VOLUNTEER TO HELP OUT ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD, WITHOUT REGARDS TO ANY POLITICAL CONCERNS. THEY GO BECAUSE OF THE NEED AND THEIR OATHS AS PHYSICIANS. HERE WE HAVE WITHIN BORDERS. THE BORDERS ARE AN AREA IN SCOTLAND. MIGHT THAT BE WHERE SHE IS BEING HELD BY LAW ENFORCEMENT? I USE THAT LOOSELY COULD BE MI5 OR ANY BRANCH.

I ALSO WONDER IF MADAM, AS WE HAVE HEARD RUMOURS OF, TRIED TO CROSS BORDERS AT TIMES TO HIDE TO NO AVAIL.

social insistence …………

WITH THE PANDEMIC, THE TERM SOCIAL DISTANCE HAS BEEN DRILLED INTO OUR HEADS. THEN , THEY REALIZED THIS MIGHT MEAN DEPRIVATION OF EMOTIONAL CONTACTS, MOST ARE NOW USING THE TERM PHYSICAL DISTANCING. REGARDLESS, MADAM DOES NOT CARE ABOUT ANY OF THIS EXCEPT THAT IT HAS RIPPED HEADLINES FROM HER.

I BET CHICKY POO 💩 IS DEMANDING SOCIAL ACTIVITIES. SHE WANTS TO AND NEEDS TO MERCH BUT MORESO HER EGO NEEDS FOOD, BADLY!! SHE IS STARVED FOR ANY POSITIVE ATTENTION. THE JOKE ARCHWELL SITE BEING HELD HOSTAGE IS THE PENULTIMATE REVENGE. GREAT JOB WILLIAM!!!

hugs not bugs………

SHE HAS BEEN THOUGHT TO HAVE PLANTED RECORDING AND LISTENING DEVICES AT VARIOUS PLACES IN ORDER TO TRY AND RECORD PRIVATE ROYAL VIDEO OR CONVERSATION. DISGUSTING BINT!! THERE HAS BEEN A COMPLETE SWEEPING OF ALL THE RESIDENCES AND OFFICES QUITE SOMETIME AGO AND SHE HAS NOT BEEN IN ANY OF THESE PLACES SINCE.

JUST JOVIALLY THE ROYAL FAMILY PREFERS HUGS, NOT FROM HER THOUGH, TO BUGS. SASLY, LIKE THE REST OF US, DUE TO THE COVID ISSUE, THEY ARE NOT ABLE TO ALL BE PHYSICALLY TOGETHER TO HUG , ESPECIALLY HMTQ, PRINCESS CHARLOTTE AND PRINCE LOUIS’BIRTHDAY. THANK GOD FOR FACETIME, SKYPE ETC ETC.

RIGHT NOW THE BIGGEST BUG IS COVID-19! SURELY SHE IS NOT YAPPING FOR ATTENTION INSTEAD OF EVEN CARING A WHITE ABOUT THE PANDEMIC. OF COURSE SHE DOESNT CARE. SHES A NARC!!!

absolutely isolated Kate. ………

WILLIAM IS TALKING WITH CATHERINE, ALTHOUGH HE WOULD NEVER CALL HER KATE BECAUSE SHE PREFERS CATHERINE, HOWEVER, HE IS TELLING HER HOW ISOLATED THE PLACE IS WHERE MADAM IS CURRENTLY BEING “HOSTED”. I AM CERTAIN THAT IS A HUGE RELIEF FOR HER! SOME MIGHT THINK THIS IS A VACATION PLAN THATS QUIET BUT THATS UNTHINKABLE DURING THE PANDEMIC.

“ not a whisper ma’am ………

LG SPEAKING WITH HMTQ, VIA TELEPHONE, SHE IS SAFELY ENSCONCED AT WINDSOR CASTLE. HE IS UPDATING HER, REASSURING THAT THINGS ARE COMPLETELY COVERT.

St George’s chapel of course!!……………

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY 100%BEATRICE AND EDO’S WEDDING. ONCE THINGS COME OUT, IT WILL BE REVEALED ABOUT HRH PRINCE ANDREW BEING THE FIRST POINT OF ATTACK, TO NO SUCCESS. THE PLAN IN THE WORKS FOR A DECADE TO INFILTRATE, THREATEN, DESTROY OUR BELOVED MONARCHY. HE WILL BE VINDICATED AND OUR PRINCESS BEATRICE WILL RECEIVE A GRAND TRULY ROYAL 👰🏽 🎩 WEDDING, AT ST GEORGE’S CHAPEL!!!

with humility skippy, with humility

MM ANON AND THE OTHER ANONS LEFT SO ABRUPTLY MONTHS AGO. I WONDER IF MM ANON IS EXPRESSING HER FEELINGS ABOUT RETURNING TO THE BLOG AND SEASON TWO OF RIDDLES, SHE IS HUMBLY, WITH HUMILITY ASKING SKIPPY TO RETURN.

THE END IS NIGH, I AM THINKING A BIRTHDAY GIFT FOR HMTQ AND A BREAK FROM PANDEMIC TO FINALLY SEE JUSTICE ACHIEVED. MM ANON HAS BEEN DIRECTED TO, AS WE ALL KNOW ANYWAYS, SKIPPY YOUR YEARS OF LOYAL, FAITHFULLNESS TO HMTQ, WILL BEAR FRUIT AND THE SCALES OF JUSTICE ARE IN PLAY ⚖️ . WE ALL KNOW 🐼SKIPPY DEAR, WILL BE VERY HAPPY, HUMBLE AND SAY ITS NOT JUST ME, MEANING SHE REFERS TO HERSELF, BUT A TRUE TEAM EFFORT. BUT WE ALL KNOW WHO STARTED THIS TRAIN AND HAS KEPT IT RUNNING FOR YEARS. CHEERS 🥂. MY DEAR FRIEND 🐼, FOR THE END IS NIGH UPON US. HARRY WILL BE FREED AND HE WILL FIND HIS WAY BACK. I HAVE NEVER, NOT FOR ONE SECOND HAD ANY DOUBT ABOUT HIS LOYALTY TO HMTQ, YOU ALL KNOW THAT, I HAVE BEEN COMPLETELY OPEN ABOUT THIS AS SKIPPY HAS.

THE END IS NIGH!

WISHING AND PRAYING FOR THE BEST OF HEALTH FOR HMTQ, HRH THE DUKE OF EDINBURGH, OUR CAMBRIDGES AND OF COURSE OUR HARRY!

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦🇬🇧🇦🇺🇳🇿. April 15/2020

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2. April 30

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊PG INTERPRETATION OF MM ANON😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

MM ANON ……… the only virus ………… wonderful children to hug…… magnificent isolation ma’am……… dirty Megan,clean Harry ……… will never be the same ………… big things for a future princess ……… home cooking ………… “ ground control to major Tom” ………. “ and wash your bloody hands!!!……… an archificial birthday ………… trooping the colours???

APRIL 30/20 1700 hrs CST

SEASON TWO RIDDLE TWO

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊😊WELL WELL WELL, I HAVE BEEN WAITING, WAITING AND WAITING FOR YOU🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗, HERE YOU ARE, SECOND SEASON RIDDLE TWO. THANK YOU MM ANON 😊😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

MM ANON

……… the only virus …………

THERE IS ONE VIRUS THAT HAS CHANGED THE ENTIRE WORLD COMPLETELY FOREVER. THE COVID-19 CORONAVIRUS HAS STOPPED THE 2020th YEAR COLD, DEAD COLD. IT HAS BEEN HORRIFIC TO WATCH IT SPREAD, MUTATE, SPREAD, TOO MANY DEATHS FAR FAR TOO MANY 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻.TOILET PAPER BINGES ETC. BRINGS OUT THE BEST IN PEOPLE BUT ALSO THE WORST. I AM A GLASS HALF FULL KINDA GAL. WE HAVE SEEN SO VERY MUCH OF THE BEST OF HUMANITY EVEN TO THE POINT OF DOCTORS, NURSES, GIVING THEIR LIVES CARING FOR THESE PATIENTS. THERE ARE PLENTY OF CONSPIRACY THEORIES BUT NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR THAT NOR FOR BLAME. YOU DO NOT BLAME AN ARSONIST IN THE MIDDLE OF A 12 ALARM FIRE.

wonderful children to hug……

I AM CERTAIN ONCE RESTRICTIONS ARE LIFTED HMTQ WILL BE JUST ACHING FOR HUGS FROM HER FAMILY MEMBERS, YOUNG AND OLD. I AM CERTAIN THE CAMBRIDGE HOUSEHOLD ARE GIVING AND RECEIVING LOTS AND LOTS OF EXTA HUGS. TWO BIRTHDAYS PLUS HMTQ! THEY ARE WONDERFUL CHILDREN, SPLENDID HUGGERS I AM CERTAIN BECAUSE THEY ARE BEING TAUGHT BY THE BEST.🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

magnificent isolation ma’am………

LG VIA PHONE TO HMTQ, OR PERHAPS SYDNEY AS HE BRINGS THE COCKTAILS. HMTQ AND HRH THE DUKE OF EDINBURGH HAVE SELF ISOLATED TOGETHER FOR WEEKS AT WINDSOR CASTLE. I CAN ONLY IMAGINE THE EVENINGS IN WARM COMFY CLOTHES, TV BLARING, HIMSELF WITH HIS BODDINGTONS AND HMTQ WITH HER GIN AND DUBONNET, TALKING OVER ALL THE CHANGES THEY HAVE SEEN DURING THEIR LIVES. THEY HAVE BEEN ABLE TO HAVE FREE TIME TO JUST SHARE WITH ONE ANOTHER, HOW MARVELLOUS. CHEERS 🥂 🍻 TO YOU BOTH. AND TO YOUR CONTINUED GOOD HEALTH🙏🏻🙏🏻. BEEN A MAGNIFICENT ISOLATION!

dirty Megan,clean Harry ………

AHHHHH YES, MADAM IS FILTHY IN EVERY POSSIBLE WAY, ALLEGEDLY OF COURSE. THE SUIT WITH THE MOS WILL BEAR OR BARE🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂THIS OUT. SHE IS THE LIAR, THE MANIPULATOR, THE PHOTOSHOPPER, THE CON AND GRIFTER, THE WORST OF THE WORST.

SOON, THE WORLD WILL SEE WHAT I AND OTHERS HAVE BEEN SAYING, HARRY HAS BEEN OVERTLY COVERT, ON BEHALF OF HMTQ, TO BRING TO JUSTICE EVERY SINGLE BACKER IN THIS YEARS LONG MESS TO TAKE DOWN THE ROYAL FAMILY.

will never be the same …………

THE WORLD WILL NEVER BE THE SAME. HARRY WILL NEVER BE THE SAME AFTER THEY DIVORCED. TRULY NONE OF US WILL BE, NOR SHOULD WE BE. LIFE IS ABOUT GROWTH, CHANGE, DEALING WITH THE UNEXPECTED OTHERWISE YOU ARE A FAKE HOUSEPLANT COLLECTING DUST OR MADAM!

big things for a future princess ………

OUR CHARLOTTE HAS A BIG BIRTHDAY COMING UP. WE ALREADY, ALMOST SINCE DAY ONE, HAVE SEEN HOW STRONG A PERSONALITY SHE HAS. SHE WILL GROW INTO A FIERY, HIGHLY INTELLIGENT PRINCESS FOR THE 21ST CENTURY I HAVE NO DOUBT OF THAT.

BUT, TAKE HEED, HARKEN AND READ IT AGAIN, BIG THINGS FOR A “”F U T U R E”���PRINCESS. CHARLOTTE IS ALREADY A PRINCESS. WHO IS THE FUTURE PRINCESS? I KNOW THEY HAVE ALWAYS SAID CAMILLA WILL NEVER TAKE THE TITLE PRINCESS OF WALES BECAUSE OF DIANA. IF NOT HER, THAN WHO IS THE FUTURE PRINCESS?? IF THIS IS CAMILLA, SHALL CHARLES BE REGENT BUT WHAT WOULD HER TITLE BE THEN? I JUST DO NOT THINK THIS IS CAMILLA.

POSSIBILITY PUNCTUATION MIGHT HAVE BEEN MISSED, NEVER WITH MM ANON. READ IT THIS WAY……BIG THINGS FOR A FUTURE, PRINCESS. THAT WAY SOMEONE IS SPEAKING TO A PRINCESS BUT ITS NOT THAT WAY.

I AM LEANING TO CHARLES BECOMING REGENT. WILLIAM BECOMES THE PRINCE OF WALES AND GUESS WHO ???BECOMES PRINCESS OF WALES??!!! CATHERINE, OMG I CAN HARDLY CONTAIN MYSELF I THINK I MIGHT BURST😁😁😁😁😁😁

home cooking …………

EVERYONE IS BAKING, BAKING BREAD, COOKING, DOING CRAFTS, RETURNING TO A SIMPLER FAR LESS SCHEDULED TIME. I AM CERTAIN THE CAMBRIDGE HOUSE IS NO DIFFERENCE. I AM CERTAIN CATHERINE HAS PROBABLY MADE ENOUGH. BOLOGNESE SAUCE, HER RECIPE, TO LAST FIVE YEARS🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂.

“ ground control to major Tom” ……….

WHAT A MIRACLE THIS WAS EH? HE IS NO LONGER MAJOR TOM, AND NO WE ARE NOT TALKING DAVID BOWIE, HE IS NOW COLONEL TOM MOORE. THANKS TO HMTQ, HE HAS RAISED LAST I HEARD £25,000,000! TALK ABOUT A HERO, KIDS TAKE NOTE, THAT GENT RIGHT THERE, THERE IS YOUR TRUE HERO, FORGET HOLLYWOOD.

“ and wash your bloody hands!!!………

THIS HAS TO BE HRH HIMSELF YELLING AT SYDNEY, WANTING ANOTHER BODDINGTONS AND REMINDS SYDNEY TO WASH HIS HANDS. OK KIDS, IF YOU DONT GET THE REFERENCES, CATCH, GO BACK READ THE NEARLY 200 RIDDLE INTERPRETATIONS I DID DURING MM ANON SEASON ONE!😁😁😁😁😁😁

an archificial birthday …………

WHAT WILL WE SEE, I BELIEVE MAY 6TH IS THE LIE EVERYONE HAS AGREED UPON🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂. THERE WILL BE A PHOTO OF SOME SORT. IT SHALL BE BLURRY, BLACK AND WHITE, TAKEN WITH A WEIRD LENS, IT MIGHT BE THE IRIS OF HIS EYE, OR TOENAILS ON HIS RIGHT FOOT, PERHAPS THE BACK OF HIS NECK?? THERE ARE INFINITE OPTIONS WHEN DECEIT, LIES AND OBFUSCATION ARE YOUR GOAL. JUST FOR THE RECORD WE DO ALL AGREE THAT THOSE ARE HER GOALS AND THEN SOME RIGHT??

trooping the colours???

TROOPING THE COLOUR NO S NEVER AN S TAKES PLACE IN JUNE. IT IS SCHEDULED FOR JUNE 13/2020. THIS YEAR HMMMMMMM UP IN THE AIR, SO TO SPEAK.

MM ANON HAS GIVEN US COLOURS…..DOES THIS REFER TO MADAMS EVER CHANGING EXCESSIVELY USING BRONZER BUT NOT MATCHED ON HER WHOLE BODY? DOES THIS REFER TO HER USING HER AMERICAN CITIZENSHIP IN SOME WAY, IE COLOURS RED, WHITE, BLUE .

DOES THIS REFER TO HER REPEATED USE OF THE RACE CARD, IDENTIFYING AS CAUCASIAN PROFESSIONALLY BUT NOW EMBRACING HERSELF AS A WOMAN OF COLOUR.IF SHE WERE A CAKE, SHE WOULD BE OVER 100 LAYERS EACH WITH A DIFFERENT FLAVOUR SO SHE COULD USE WHAT WAS CONVENIENT AT THE TIME.

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦🇬🇧🇦🇺🇳🇿

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3. MAY 1/2020

SEASON TWO RIDDLE #3

MM Anon

MM ANON … it’ll cost us thousands …… “ ‘‘tis the times’ plague , when madmen led the blind “……… 🎼 all the clubs have been closed down 🎼………… “ if you both don’t stop fighting I’ll send you to Madagascar �� ………… “ one makes ones bed”…………… “ well wash your bloody hands AGAIN!!”…………… “ there so funny on screen Philip” …… Quo victuals est super eam et irrumabo …………… next slide please.

it’ll cost us thousands …… “

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂😂. DECISIONS MADE IN THE HEARING TODAY WERE NOT NOT NOT IN MADAMS FAVOUR😁😁😁😁MADAM IS HAVING TO PAY HER COSTS AND THE LEGAL COSTS OF THE MOS, I BELIEVE TOTAL THUS FAR I READ EARLIER WAS AROUND £160,000!! THE ACTUAL TRIAL HAS NOT YET BEGUN, IT WILL BE LATE 2020 OR EARLY 2021! WHERE IS AN OLD SEA HAG EX YACHTER GOING TO COME UP WITH THAT KIND OF MONEY???

‘‘tis the times’ plague , when madmen led the blind “………

OH DEAR MM ANON, BACK TO THE BARD, I DO SO LOVE THIS. THIS TIME IT IS FROM KING LEAR. THERE IS A CURRENT SAYING TOO, THE BLIND LEADING THE BLIND, OR THE BLONDE LEASING THE BLIND. I ALWAYS GOT BLONDE JOKES DIRECTED AT ME, IT BECOMES VERY TIRESOME VERY QUICKLY, FRANKLY QUITE DISRESPECTFUL. MEANING A HAPLESS HOPELESS UNSKILLED PERSON DIRECT THE TRAFFIC OF A RELATIONSHIP, A BUSINESS, ANY SITUATION REALLY. WHEN I SAY TRAFFIC, I DO NOT MEAN CARS, I MEAN THE DAY TO DAY COMINGS AND GOINGS, DECISIONS, MORALS , PRIORITIES ETC.

LIKELY REFERRING TO MADAM INSISTING SHE IS RIGHT, AS THE NARCISSIST SHE IS, DESPITE LEGAL ADVICE TO THE CONTRARY. HER REPRESENTATIVES PUT ON A BRAVE FACE ALL WHILST KNOWING THEY HAVE NOT A SNOWBALLS CHANCE IN HELL OF WINNING. TODAYS COURT DECISION BORE THAT OUT.

HER REPRESENTATIVES IN COURT KNOW FULL WELL SHE WILL PAY NO HEED TO THEIR ADVICE, SHE WILL, LIKE A BULL IN A CHINA SHOP BARREL HER WAY THROUGH . THEY WANT RID OF HER I AM CERTAIN. THEY MUST KNOW BY NOW THEY WILL NEVER BE PAID. WHAT A STAIN ON THEIR CAREERS PROFESSIONALLY.

🎼 all the clubs have been closed down 🎼…………

THESE LYRICS ARE FROM A SONG BY THE BRITISH BAND, THE SPECIALS BACK IN 1981, THE YEAR OF THE ROYAL WEDDING OF ALL TIME. THE SONG IS ENTITLED GHOSTTOWN. THIS IS A DIRECT REFERENCE TO OUR CURRENT WORLD. THE CORONAVIRUS STRAIN COVID-19 HAS SHUT EVERYTHING DOWN, EXCEPT HOSPITALS, GROCERS, PHARMACIES AND LIQUOR STORES. WE HAVE ALL EXPERIENCED UNPRECEDENTED EXPERIENCES THE MODERN WORLD NEVER HAS. THE LAST PANDEMIC WAS IN 1918, INFLUENZA, MILLIONS DIED. THIS IS THE FIRST MODERN TIMES PANDEMIC.

IT HAS COMPELLED MANY, GIVE YOUR HEAD A SHAKE AND RE-EXAMINE YOUR PRIORITIES MOMENTS. PEOPLE ARE BACK TO COOKING, BAKING, KNITTING, CRAFTING, PLAYING BOARDS GAMES, FAMILIES HAVING MEALS TOGETHER, WORKING FROM HOME. I DO THINK THE WORLD THAT EMERGES FROM THIS WILL BE ONE WITH INFINITE POSSIBILITIES. AND SO VERY MUCH GRIEF. OUR LITTLE BIG COUNTRY HAS HAD SO MUCH TRAUMA IN A SHORT TIME, COVID 19, MANY DEATHS, THE MASSACRE IN NOVA SCOTIA, FORT MCMURRAY FLOODED AFTER BEING BURNED DOWN BY FOREST FIRES A FEW YEARS AGO. WILLIAM AND CATHERINE ALTERED THEIR DIARY WHILST THEY WERE HERE SO THEY COULD GO TO FORT MCMURRAY AND VISIT TO SUPPORT THE PEOPLE. NOW THIS HELICOPTER CRASH, ALL SIX LOST. THIS SHIP WAS BASED IN. NOVA SCOTIA. LOTS OF PRAYERS NEEDED. SORRY I DIGRESSED BUT IT SPEAKS TO THE CHANGED WORLD WE NOW LIVE IN.

“ if you both don’t stop fighting I’ll send you to Madagascar “ …………

THATS A GREAT DISNEY FILM. I THINK MANY PARENTS HAVE REACHED THIS POINT BY NOW. I THINK OUR GEORGE AND OUR CHARLOTTE MAY HAVE BEEN BICKERING AND THE THREAT WAS UTTERED, I SHALL NOT GIVE MY OPINION WHO UTTERED THE THREAT🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂

“ one makes ones bed”……………

THE SAYING IS, YOU MADE YOUR BED, NOW LIE IN IT. MEANING YOU HAVE MADE CHOICES, NOW LIVE WITH THE REPERCUSSIONS. THIS IS DEFINITELY MADAM, HER LAWSUIT.

SOME WOULD SAY, NO ITS HARRY, HE MARRIED HER, LEFT FOR AMERICA, LET HIM LIE IN THAT SOILED BED.

HOWEVER, AS EVERYONE KNOWS BY NOW, I DO NOT EVEN REMOTELY BELIEVE THAT.

MADAM AND HER ENTIRE CLAN HAS MADE GRIFTING THEIR LIFE. MADAM HAS ADDED MUCH MORE WHICH I DO NOT WANT TO REPEAT YET AGAIN. SCRIPTURE SAYS YE REAP WHAT YE SEW OR IS IT SOW….NOT SURE .

“ well wash your bloody hands AGAIN!!”……………

HRH HIMSELF 🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂I TRULY THINK HE IS ENJOYING TAKING THE P*** OUT OF SYDNEY OVER AND OVER. SYDNEY HAS BEEN HIS MAN FOR SO LONG HE HAS PROBABLY HAS CHUCKLED OVER IT. WHEN I SAY HIS MAN, IT GIVES AWAY MY AGE, HIS VALET AND THEN SOME, KEEPER OF SECRETS. ETC.

“ there so funny on screen Philip” ……

I THINK HMTQ AND HRH HIMSELF MAY BE FACETIMING OR ZOOMING OR WHATEVER, THE CAMBRIDGES AND VERY MUCH ENJOYING THE CHILDREN’S ANTICS. I LOVED THE THREE CLAPPING FOR THE NHS AND THEN LAST WEEK THE WHOLE FAMILY IN NHS BLUE, OUTSIDE ANMER HALL CLAPPING. MARVELLOUS, JUST MARVELLOUS.

Quo victuals est super eam et irrumabo ……………

MY MY MY MM ANON, I AM BLUSHING☺️☺️☺️☺️. THE WIRD IRRUMABO WOWZA MM ANON, I BLUSH…..WOWZA…..LOOK IT UP KIDS, IF YOU DARE😁😁😁😁. HAVE YOU KIDS EVER HEARD OF THE LATIN POEM, (NOT LATIN AS SPAIN , BUT LATIN AS CENTURIES AGO)SO RAUNCHY, SEXUAL, FILTHY IT WAS NOT TRANSLATED INTO ENGLISH UNTIL THE 20TH CENTURY? WE DO KNOW, SEXUAL APPETITES AND CERTAIN PROCLIVITIES WERE WIDELY ENJOYED, OPENLY. THIS CLEARLY IS A REFERRAL TO MADAMS PREVIOUS LIFE IN THE YACHTING BUSINESS.POSSIBLE VIDEOS OF A CERTAIN UNCOUTH NATURE WHICH GIVES THE TERM POTTY MOUTH A WHOLE NEW MEANING. ARE WE CLOSE TO HAVING THIS FILTH MADE PUBLIC? WE HAVE ALL WAITED SOOOOOO LONG FOR THE DM TO UNLOAD THAT MILLION DOLLAR DOSSIER!!

next slide please.

IN THE OLDEN DAYS, WHEN I WAS YOUNG, OUR FAMILY USED TO WATCH SLIDES OF OUR VACATIONS, FISHING TRIPS ETC AND LAUGH AT OUR CLOTHES HAIR. FOR YOU KIDS WHO DO NOT KNOW SLIDES, IT WAS A METAPL RING ABOUT EIGHT INCHES ACROSS WITH LITTLE SLOTS WHEREIN A OHOTO IN A SMALL METAL HOLDER AND USING. A SCREEN THE IMAGES WOULD BE PROJECTED. I CAN STILL SMELL HOW THE SLIDE MACHINE SMELLED WHEN IT WARMED UP.

IN UNI, WHEN THE PROFESSOR GAVE PRESENTATIONS, THEY USED THAT SYSTEM TOO. AS THE LECTURE WENT AND PROGRESSED, HE WOULD SAY, NEXT SLIDE PLEASE SO THE NEXT ITEM FOR DISCUSSION COULD BE VIEWED AND NOTES TAKEN.

SORRY FOR THIS LONG WINDED EXPLANATION, BUT KIDS YOU KNOW THAT IS HOW I ROLL.😂😂😂😂🤣🤣.

SO I THINK THIS COULD BE REFERENCING CURRENT COURT PROCEDURES WITH THE MOS LAWSUIT. HOWEVER, GIVEN THE CLUE JUST BEFORE THIS ONE, I WONDER IF LG AND THEY GREY SUITED MEN HAVE PREPARED THEIR CASE AND HAVE THE PRESENTATION READY.

1425 hrs CST. GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦🇬🇧🇦🇺🇳🇿

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4. May 2

MM ANON ……… bless all who come here……… stay safe ……… not sneezing season ……… birthday girls world following ……… sitting on the toilet screaming and howling ……… Plasma fantazma?……… 🎼give a little bit 🎼……… “ I swear ,I’ll send you to bloody Madagascar “……… “another top up sir”………” leave the poor man be Philip “……… “no ma’am not yet” ……… Wilfred!!!!!………… “ Bloody Wilfred!!”……… conspirators will spread another sort of virus.

MAY 2/2020

SEASON TWO RIDDLE #4

1545 HRS CST

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊THANK YOU DEAREST MM ANON😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

FIRST AND MOST IMPORTANT…..A VERY VERY HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS TO OUR BELOVED ANGEL, HRH PRINCESS CHARLOTTE….LOTS OF LOVE💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊😊🌈🌈🌈💐💐💐🎂🎂🎂🍰🍰🍰🧁🧁🧁🎁🎁🎁🎉🎉🎉🎈🎈🎈🎀🎀🎀🛍🛍🛍

bless all who come here………

ONE OF MY FAVOURITE BOOKS OF THE HOLY BIBLE KJV, I POSTED DEUTERONOMY 31:6 ON MY BLOG THE OTHER DAY, MIGHT HAVE BEEN 🐼BLOG. MY HEAD IS NOT ITSELF TODAY SO FORGIVE THINGS THAT ARE SPELLT INCORRECTLY OR SENTENCES NOT COHESIVE.

SO I PREFER THE KJV, KING JAMES VERSION OF THE HOLY BIBLE. THIS PHRASE IN SEVERAL FORMS AND SENTENCE STRUCTURES IS INSTANTLY RECOGNIZABLE.

6Blessed shalt thou be when thou comest in, and blessed shalt thou be when thou goest out.

FROM DEUTERONOMY, THIS CHAPER FOCUSES ON OBEDIENCES, GODS PROMISES ETC AND CONSEQUENCES FOR THOSE WHO DO NOT CONDUCT THEMSELVES ACCORDINGLY.

THIS PHRASE COULD BE USED IN ANY SPIRITUAL SETTING OR FRIENDS GATHERING.

I THINK THIS IS MEANING ALL WHO HAVE STEPPED UP TO HELP DURING THIS TIME, ESPECIALLY IN HEALTH CARE SETTINGS WILL RECEIVE ABUNDANCE OF BLESSINGS. BLESSINGS AND NOT ALWAYS TANGIBLE, SPIRITUAL BLESSINGS ARE TREMENDOUS.

I ALSO 110% BELIEVE THAT DEAR MM ANON, IS REFERRING TO OUR BELOVED 🐼 AND HER BLOG. BECAUSE ALL WHO COME HERE ARE TRULY BLESSED, IN SO MANY WAYS💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜🌈🌈

stay safe ………

WE MUST CONTINUE TO FOLLOW OUR GOVERNMENTS GUIDELINES IN REGARDS TO THE CORONAVIRUS STRAIN OF COVID-19. IT IS ESSENTIAL AS PLACES ARE SLOWLY OPENING UP THAT PHYSICAL DISTANCING AND ESPECIALLY PROPER TECHNIQUE HAND WASHING FREQUENTLY CONTINUE.

THIS IS ALSO REGARDING MADAM AND HER NARCISSISTIC HATE FOR CERTAIN PEOPLE. I AM QUITE CERTAIN EVERYONE IS SAFE AND VERY WELL PROTECTED INDEED.

not sneezing season ………

ALLERGY SEASON IS SHORTLY TO COME WHERE I LIVE. I DO BELIEVE IT IS ALREADY OCCURRING IN SOME COUNTRIES. ONE DOES NOT WANT TO SNIFFLE OR SNEEZE BECAUSE THAT IS A SYMPTOM OF COVID-19 IN SOME PEOPLE.WHEN IT MIGHT BE SIMPLE ALLERGIES. I THINK PEOPLE WHO STRUGGLE WITH SEASONAL ALLERGIES WILL BE FEARFUL IT IS MORE THAN JUST THEIR USUAL ALLERGIES. THIS IS SUCH A CHALLENGING TIME IS IT NOT.

birthday girls world following ………

AS OUR DEAR CHARLOTTE TRENDED WORLDWIDE FOR HER HAIR FLIPPING ON HER FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL LAST FALL, THESE ABSOLUTELY STUNNING PHOTOGRAPHS, TAKEN BY CATHERINE ARE GOING TO BREAK TRENDING RECORDS. I LOVE THE FACT THEY ARE NOT JUST PHOTOS FOR PHOTOS SAKE, SHE IS GIVING AND SERVING. MY GOODNESS WHAT A WONDERFUL FAMILY.

sitting on the toilet, screaming and howling ………

THIS GOES TO THE SCREAMING BANSHEE, SEAHAG, I USED THAT WORD YESTERDAY I THINK, IT IS SO FITTING FOR THIS FORMER YACHTGIRL AND SELLER OF ALL THINGS. SHE LOST BADLY IN THE COURT HEARING YESTERDAY, RELEASED A BOGUS STATEMENT TODAY, I JUST STARTED READING IT AND SCOOBY DOOS TWEETS,GOOD GRACIOUS. BADLY BRUISED NARCISSIST EGO. AS WE ALL KNEW AND EXPECTED, PHOTOS OF CHARLOTTE WOULD BE RELEASED BY KP, THE WORLD WOULD BE JUST ABSOLUTELY GOING GAGA OVER THEM. TWO PUNCHES, SO TO SPEAK, IN TWO DAYS.😂😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣 LOTS OF PINK WATER AND HOBBIES AND A SCREAMING BANSHEE COMPLETELY HATING A CHILD, SHE IS

I BELIEVE THE TOILET PART IS OVERUSE OF LAXATIVES, COMMON IN BULIMIC FOR WEIGHT LOSS OF UNHEALTHY WAYS. BUT THEN AGAIN, I AM NOT AWARE OF ANYTHING THAT MADAM DOES IS HEALTHY, MENTALLY, PHYSICALLY OR SPIRITUALLY. SO PATHETIC.

Plasma fantazma?………

MM ANON, I HAVE NO CLUE ABOUT FANTAZMA BUT I KNOW THE MEDICAL PEOPLE ARE TAKING PLASMA FROM PEOPLE WHO HAVE FULLY RECOVERED FROM COVID-19 AND GIVING IT TO PEOPLE ILL WITH IT. TRYING TO ASSES HOW AND IF THE ANTIBODIES NOW IN THE PLASMA HELP, THEY ARE UNSURE HOW LONG THE ANTIBODIES REMAIN EFFECTIVE. IN SOME CASES FOR OTHER DISEASES YOU HAVE IMMUNITY FOR A LIFETIME. BUT WE STILL KNOW SO LITTLE ABOUT THIS CORONA VARIANT CALLED COVID -19. OXFORD HAS A VACCINE IN HUMAN TRIALS ALREADY AND THEY HAVE PARTNERED WITH PHARMACEUTICAL GIANT ASTRA ZENECA WHO IS ALREADY PRODUCING THE VACCINE. THEY HOPE TO HAVE 100,000,000 DOSES READY BY THE END OF THE YEAR. USUALLY IT TAKES YEARS TO DEVELOP A VACCINE BUT I HOPE AND PRAY THIS IS TRULY AN EFFECTIVE VACCINE WITH NO HARMFUL SIDE EFFECTS

🎼give a little bit 🎼………

OF YOUR TIME TO ME DUH DUH DA DA…GIVE A LITTLE BIT OF YOUR LOVE TO ME. AHH MM ANON BACK TO SUPERTRAMP, ONE OF YOUR FAVES. I LOVE THIS SONG. ITS ALL ABOUT LOVING AND CARING FOR ONE ANOTHER. THIS IS WHAT WE HAVE SEEN SO MUCH OF DURING THIS PANDEMIC. I COULD TELL YOU ALL THE THINGS MY FRIENDS HAVE DONE FOR ME BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN WITHOUT MY HELPER FOR WEEKS. WE SEE PHOTOS OF THE YORKS, THE WESSEXES, CHARLOTTE ALL GIVING, HELPING…NOT FOR ANY HEADLINES NO NO NO. GIVING FOR THE REAL REASON OF CHRISTIAN CARING AND LOVE FOR ONE ANOTHER. ITS SO MARVELLOUS TO SEE. LIKE I SAID THE OTHER DAY, THERE HAVE BEEN SO MANY BLESSINGS DURING THIS PANDEMIC.

“ I swear ,I’ll send you to bloody Madagascar “……… “

OK, I GIVE IN, THE OTHER DAY I SAID I WOULD NOT SAY WHO IS SAYING THIS BUT ITS WILLIAM. THE CHILDREN ARE AT IT AGAIN, AND HE HAS LOST HIS PATIENCE🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂. LIKE MANY MILLIONS OF PARENTS.

“another top up sir”………” leave the poor man be Philip “……… “

AAAHHH HERE WE ARE, BACK IN THE SITTING ROOM, TV IS ON, BBC OF COURSE TO WATCH THE DAYS NEWS. WHAT A MARVELLOUS ISOLATION YOUR MAJESTY. HRH HIMSELF IS STILL IN A FEISTY MOOD AND AS I SAID THE OTHER DAY, HE IS TAKING THE P***OUT OF DEAR LOYAL SYDNEY😂😂😂😂🤣🤣. I WONDER IF HIMSELF IS WANTING BACK AT WOOD FARM, WITH HIS HORSES ETC. BUT MY WHAT MARVELLOUS TIME FOR THE TWO OF THEM TOGETHER. HIMSELF IS BEING OFFERED ANOTHER BODDINGTONS BY SYDNEY, HMTQ IS SCOLDING HIM FOR HAVING A GO, YET AGAIN, AT POOR SYDNEY. AS SHE SIPS HER GIN AND DUBONNET. SHE IS QUIET AND LOOKING AT HER HUSBAND, MANY MEMORIES FLOODING THROUGH HER MIND. FEW TEARS, BARELY TEARS, BUT GRATITUDE FOR THIS PRECIOUS TIME TOGETHER. ANOTHER SIP AND ITS BACK TO THE NEWS.

“no ma’am not yet” ………

HMTQ IS AWAITING WORD ON SOMETHING AND IT IS NOT THERE YET. THERE ARE A MYRIAD OF THINGS SHE MIGHT BE WAITING ON. SHE WOULD BE PRIVY TO ALL THE LOCKDOWN ISSUES SO IT IS NOT ANYTHING RELATED TO THE PANDEMIC I DO NOT THINK. THIS JUST MAKES ME THINK OF HARRY, BUT WHY I DO NOT KNOW. SHE IS WAITING FOR WORD ON SOMETHING REGARDING THE END OF DEALING WITH MADAM. KIDS I JUST DO NOT KNOW. IT MIGHT BECOME PATENTLY OBVIOUS ONCE I SUBMIT MY INTERPRETATION BUT RIGHT NOW I JUST DO NOT KNOW FOR CERTAIN.

Wilfred!!!!!………… “ Bloody Wilfred!!”……… conspirators will spread another sort of virus.

THERE ARE ALWAYS CONSPIRACY THEORIES SNOUT BIG AND SMALL THINGS. THERE IS A GROUNDSWELL THAT THIS WAS PURPOSELY RELEASED, DEVELOPED AS A WEAPON OF WAR AND MANY OF THINGS. I DO NOT HANG OUT ON 4CHAN OR 8CHAN. IF YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT THEY ARE, THEY ARE THE DARK WEN, WHERE YOU CAN GET OR DO ANYTHING AND I MEAN ANYTHING. DO NOT EVER EVER EVER GO THERE!!!

I BELIEVE THIS IS HRH THE DUKE OF EDINBURGH SPEAKING, THE BIRUS HE IS REFERRING TO IS THE CONSPIRACY THEORIES AND HOW THEY SPREAD LIKE WILDFIRE. ITS LIKE GOSSIP, WE ALL KNOW HOW QUICKLY THINGS SPREAD.

WE DO NOT NEED CONSPIRACY THEORIES. WE JUST NEED TO BELIEVE WHAT OUR GOVERNMENTS TELL US.

I WONDER IF THIS IS A CHAP HIMSELF KNOW WHO SPREADS OR ENJOYS OR BELIEVES IN CONSPIRACY THEORIES. FOR SOME REASON, THE NAME WILFRED MAKES ME THINK OF A CHAUFFEUR OR DRIVER, I TRULY DO NOT KNOW FOR CERTAIN.

OF INTEREST, AND I HIGHLY DOUBT IF THIS IS THE WILFRED HIMSELF IS REFERRING TO, BUT THERE WAS A WILFRED BOWES, OBE(19 FEBRUARY 1994-6 JUNE1970) HE WAS A RAF SERVICE POLICE DETECTIVE WHO RAN THE SPECIAL BRANCH, SIB, IN 1944. IF YOU HAVE EVER SEEN THE FANTASTIC FILM, THE GREAT ESCAPE, HE HEADED THE INQUIRY INTO THE MURDERS OF THE OFFICERS THAT WERE RECAPTURED BY THE NAZIS AND RETURNED BACK TO THE POW CAMP.

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦🇬🇧🇦🇺🇳🇿

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💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊PG ADDS TO MM ANON😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊 HI KIDS, I HAVE BEEN THINKING AND THINKING. THE COMMENT ABOUT SENDING YOU TO BLOODY MADAGASCAR WOULD NEVER EVER HAVE BEEN SAID BY WILLIAM TO HIS CHILDREN. I THINK THAT CLUE SHOULD HAVE BEEN TOGETHER WITH HRH HIMSELF HARASSING DEAR SYDNEY. THIS IS PARTLY WHY HMTQ SAID TO STOP IT. I JUST HAD TO CLARIFY BECAUSE WILLIAM WOULD NEVER SAY THAT TO HIS CHILDREN NEVER!!

WILFRED BLOODY WILFRED

HRH HIMSELF HAVING A GO AT THE PM AND HIS PARTNERS NEWBORN SONS NAME.

THE CONSPIRACY CLUE WHICH I INTERPRETED SHOULD HAVE BEEN SEPARATE BUT I STAND BY MY INTERPRETATION OF THAT.

SORRY KIDS, JUST TOO TIRED TODAY. BUT I HAD TO COME BACK AND CLARIFY THESE THINGS, THEY WERE BOTHERING ME GREATLY ESPECIALLY ME SAYING WILLIAM WOULD SPEAK THAT WAY TO HIS CHILDREN.

I BEG FORGIVENESS, FOR THIS, SPELLING ERRORS AND JUST NOT UP TO PAR TODAY.

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻TO NYC ANON🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

I HOPE YOU SAW THE PRAYER POST I DID FOR YOU A FEW DAYS BACK. THANK YOU FOR UPDATING US. YOU ARE VERY MUCH IN OUR PRAYERS.

REGARDING INSOMNIA….I LIKE TO WATCH THE SHOPPING CHANNEL, OR I DO EASY CROSSWORD PUZZLES ONLINE. THEY ARE EASY SO IT DOESN’T REQUIRE A LOT OF EFFORT. JUST GOOGLE FREE ONLINE EASY CROSSWORDS. TAKE CARE AND LOTS OF PRAYERS FOR YOU

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊PG😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊😊TO LEGAL ANON😊😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR CLARIFYING. I KNOW IN MY PROFESSION SO MUCH DOCUMENTATION. EVERY SINGLE PILL I GAVE, INJECTION I GAVE ALL HAD TO BE SIGNED FOR, SOMETIMES TWICE IF IT WAS A CONTROLLED DRUG. THEN IF IT WAS PRN, OR AS NEEDED, ONE HAD TO WRITE IN THE CHART WHO WHAT WHERE WHEN WHY , BEHAVIOUR, SIDE EFFECTS GOOD OR BAD. LOTS AND LOTS OF COPIOUS DOCUMENTATION. IF POLICE WERE NEEDED THERE WAS A WHOLE PROTOCOL OF PAPERWORK ETC ETC ETC SO I FULLY GET WHAT YOU MEAN. TAKE CARE AND PLEASE KEEP COMING BACK TO HELP US UNDERSTAND THIS LEGAL QUAGMIRE.

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊😊DEAR DEAR DEAR 🐼😊😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART FOR PROVIDING A SAFE PLACE TO COME, ANYTIME, WHERE ONE IS LOVED AND ACCEPTED AND PRAYED FOR WITHOUT ANY QUESTION. THIS IS SUCH A GODSEND TO ME. I WAS ISOLATED BEFORE ISOLATION WAS COOL😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣. BAD ATTEMPT AT HUMOUR. YOU WILL NEVER TRULY KNOW THE DEPTH OF MY LOVE AND APPRECIATION. THE FRIENDS I HAVE MADE HERE ARE JUST MARVELLOUS. THANK YOU TO ALL OF YOU FOR YOUR KINDNESS, YOUR FRIENDSHIP AND YOUR CARING.

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊PG😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦🇬🇧🇦🇺🇳🇿

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5. May 3

MM ANON ………Lucrezia Markle……… For her own well-being … she’s kicking and sedated ……… safety net for Harry ……… a very private LOCK-down ………” GATEWAY“intervention …… “NHS Catherine , Sterling work darling “ …………” yes ,I love Frozen 2” ………… PTA……… “ your experience would be valued ma’am”……… “ I myself am best when least in company “……… absque misericordia

MAY 3/2020

SEASON TWO:THE RETURN OF MM ANON RIDDLE #5

1520 HRS CST

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊THANK YOU MM ANON😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

Lucrezia Markle……

THE BORGIAS, LUCREZIA BORGIAS MY WHAT A WOMAN SHE WAS. KIDS THIS GOES WAY WAY BACK, THE LATE 1400’S ITALY. A NOBLEWOMAN, A POWERFUL WOMAN. MANY MARRIAGES. THE BORGIAS FAMILY WERE WIDELY GOSSIPED ABOUT, THEN AND NOW. SO MANY RUMOURS OF FOULEST OF BEHAVIOUR, MANIPULATION, USE OF POISONS, INCEST, MURDER, THE WHOLE GAMUT.

WE HAVE ALL LONG SUSPECTED EACH FAMILY MEMBER OF THE MARKLE FAMILY IS PART OF THIS WHOLE MESS. MADAM AS LUCREZIA, SELF ABSORBED BUT NOWHERE ANYWHERE NEAR THE DESCRIPTIONS OF HER BEAUTY. IN THAT REGARD, MADAM IN NO LUCREZIA BORGIA. BUT IN RUTHLESSNESS AND DOING ANYTHING FOR SELF AND FOR POWER? OH YOU BET SHE IS!!

For her own well-being … she’s kicking and sedated ………

SO MADAM HAS FULLY LOST THE PLOT AND IS BACK IN LOCKDOWN, FOR HER OWN SAFETY AND WELL BEING OF OTHERS. MENTAL HEALTH LOCKDOWN NOT PANDEMIC. OBVIOUSLY SHE MUST HAVE DONE SOMETHING AFTER THE HEARING AND THE PHOTOS, PERHAPS SELF HARM ATTEMPT? OVERDOSE ON HOBBIES? NARCISSISTS ARE KNOWN TO TRY BUT GENERALLY IN MY EXPERIENCE, NOT ENOUGH TO SUCCEED. SO SHE HAS BEEN SEDATED BUT STILL FIGHTING RULES.

safety net for Harry ………

THE SAFETY NET FOR HARRY IS THE YEAR REVIEW PROCESS AFTER THEY ALLEGEDLY LEFT THE ROYAL FAMILY. WE ALL KNOW HE HAS NEVER LEFT HIS FAMILY AND HAS ABSOLUTELY NOT LEFT THE U.K. TO BE WITH MADAM. HE MIGHT HAVE LEFT TO INVESTIGATE BUT NOTHING TO BEING WITH HER.

ALSO IF HE DOES SPEAK TO HER AND HE CAN GET SOME SORT OF CONFESSION THAT WOULD BE MORE THAN A SAFETY NET FOR SURE.

a very private LOCK-down ………”

SO MADAM IS IN A VERY EXCLUSIVE PRIVATE FACILITY. I WONDER IF IT IS THE SAME FACILITY SHE HAS BEEN IN BEFORE?

LOCK MAKES ME THINK OF LOCH, LAKE IN SCOTTISH WORDING.I TRULY WONDER IF HARRY HAS BEEN AT BALMORAL IN SCOTLAND. THAT WOULD PROVIDE HIM THE MOST ABSOLUTE PRIVACY. ALSO VERY NEAR HIS FATHER AND CAMILLA. SURELY WOULD GIVE HIM PLENTY OF OUTDOOR TIME HUNTING, RUNNING ETC. MOST OF ALL, NO MADAM!!

GATEWAY“intervention ……

THIS IS A VERY WELL KNOWN AND RENOWNED SUBSTANCE ABUSE TREATMENT FACILITY, OR CORPORATION OF FACILITIES. I WONDER, YET AGAIN, IF HARRY NEEDED SUBSTANCES TO COPE AND HE REQUIRED A FAMILY INTERVENTION TO GET HELP. THERE ARE FACILITIES IN CALGARY. HE MAY HAVE SPENT TIME THERE. THERE WERE RUMOURS OF HIM BEING HERE, AS IN 🇨🇦, WITH HIS RPO’S, BUT THAT WAS SAID TO BE HIM DOING SOME OF HIS OWN INVESTIGATIONS OF MADAM. THIS IS WHERE GOSSIP IS A BAD THING.

“NHS Catherine , Sterling work darling “ …………”

CATHERINE HAS BEEN WORKING WITH MIDWIVES AND WOMENS HEALTH FOR YEARS NOW. REMEMBER AFTER SHE HAD CHARLOTTE, SHE WAS ATTENDING A DAY SEMINAR, THE MIDWIVES WHO HAD BEEN THERE WITH HER DURING THE DELIVERY WAS THERE AND SHE HUGGED THEM SO MUCH. IT WAS LOVELY. EARLIER LAST WEEK I DO KNOW SHE HELD A ZOOM OR FACETIME MEETING DISCUSSING HOW THEY WERE MANAGING WITH THE PANDEMIC AND IN THEIR WORK. SHE IS SO AWESOME, STERLING FOR SURE, I THINK PLATINUM.💜💜💜

yes ,I love Frozen 2” …………

AH YES OUR CAMBRIDGE PRINCESS LOVES FROZEN 2 AND 1 AND LIKELY HAS WATCHED THEM OODLES OF TIMES. I WONDER IF THIS IS FACETIME WITH GAN GAN WHO CONCURS THAT SHE LOVES IT TOO.

PTA………

IN CANADA, THIS MEANS PARENT TEACHERS ASSOCIATION. IS THIS REFERRING TO ALL THE PARENTS HELPING TEACH THEIR CHILDREN OVER THE LAST FEW MONTHS?

ALSO MADE ME THINK OF PDA AND MADAMS CONSTANT 🦞 CLAWS GRIPPING OUR HARRY.

“ your experience would be valued ma’am”………

SO, SOMEONE SEEKING HMTQ ADVICE, INPUT BASED ON HER EXPERIENCE. WHAT ISSUE MIGHT THIS BE? KNOWING WHEN TO GO PUBLIC AND GIVE THE FINAL OK FOR THE PRESS TO RELEASE ALL THEY HAVE ON MADAM. OR IF HARRY SHOULD ATTEMPT TO GET INFORMATION FROM MADAM NOW BY MANIPULATING HER FEELINGS?

“ I myself am best when least in company “………

AGAIN INSTANTLY RECOGNIZABLE AS THE BARD, SHAKESPEARE, THIS TIME TWELFTH NIGHT. THIS IS A VERY INTERESTING PORTION OF THE PLAY. A WOMAN HAS GONE MAD, IS LOCKED UP, THE MEN ARE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO BEST DEAL WITH HER, WITH FOUR OR FIVE MEN OR JUST ONE. VIOLA IS THE WOMAN. ORSINO IS THE MALE WHO SAYS HE CAN DO THIS TASK BEST ALONE. USING MANIPULATION, TELLING HER HOW HE LOVES HER, THEIR TIMES SPENT TOGETHER TO GATHER THE INFORMATION NEEDED.

THIS IS FASCINATING. THE SHOE IS ON THE OTHER FOOT NOW. HARRY IS STRONG AND SHE IS BROKEN, TRYING TO GET A RECORDED CONFESSION WHILE HE PLIES HER WITH HIS LOVE FOR HER. THIS TRULY IS A TRAGEDY OF SHAKESPEAREAN LEVELS. WOWZA KIDS!!

absque misericordia

I KNOW A HOSPITAL CALLED MISERICORDIA, MERCY HOSPITAL. HERE WE HAVE ABSQUE OR ABSENCE. ABSENCE OF MERCY, RUTHLESS JUSTICE. THIS AWAITS MADAM ⚖️, SHE HAS DONE THIS ALL TO HERSELF. SHE HAS PLAYED EVERY BIT THE MATA HARI. SELF SELF, LIES, MANIPULATION, AND ON AND ON. SO POSSESSED OF A JEALOUSY , HATRED AND REVENGE UPON CERTAIN PEOPLE WE ALL KNOW AND LOVE. I DO NOT WISH TO MENTION THEIR NANES AGAIN, BAD KARMA. SHE SET THIS LAWSUIT IN MOTION. THE SNOW BALL IS ROLLING DOWN THE MOUNTAIN NOW, GATHERING STEAM, GETTING LARGER AND THERE IS NO STOPPING IT NOW. YE REAP WHAT YE SEW. LEAVE HER TO JUSTICE AND GOD.

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦🇬🇧🇦🇺🇳🇿

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6. May 5

MM ANON …… granny flap…… delusions of gran-tour…… “ aye, some wantid er’ but Walt dis-ney “…… a p****hub offer worth millions …… a secret return …… Lottie leaded Cambridge assault ……… “ a very prominent speech for VE DAY ma’am”. …… unlocking the unlock able ………… 🎼day by day…🎼………… pause ,pray, proceed. …… optimistic optimism???

MAY 5/2020

RIDDLE POSTED MAY 4/2020

SEASON TWO THE RETURN OF MM ANON😉

RIDDLE #6

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻😊THANK YOU MM ANON😊🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

0900 hrs CST

SORRY I AM A DAY LATE KIDS.

granny flap……

FLAP IS A INTERESTING WORD, A PURSE CAN HAVE ONE, A FLAG CAN FLAP IN THE WIND, A PERSON WHO IS WOUND UP OR AGITATED CAN BE SAID TO BE IN A FLAP. GRANNY FLAP,WELL DEPENDING ON WHICH GRANNY IS BEING REFERRED TO. I KNOW HMTQ IS REFERRED TO AS GRANNY, SO I SHALL SAY THIS IS HER. I CANNOT SEE HER EVER BEING IN A STATE OF A FLAP SO THAT IS OUT.

delusions of gran-tour……

INTERESTING MADAM, AND BACKWARDS SPELLED SCOOBY AND DURAND ARE ALLEGEDLY WRITING FINDING FREEDOM. I PERSONALLY THINK SHE SHOULD HAVE WAITED UNTIL SHE WAS OUT OF PRISON BEFORE USING THAT TITLE 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂. SHE IS THINKING THIS WILL BE A WALL STREET JOURNAL BEST SELLER. THE DAYTIME TALK SHOW CIRCUIT HAS ALL BUT DRIED UP BUT I AM CERTAIN IN HER MIND, SHE FULLY BELIEVES EVERYONE WILL BE DYING TO INTERVIEW HER, DOING A GRAND TOUR, LIKE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN MOST MAJOR AUTHORS PUBLISH. HERE WE HAVE GRAN-TOUR. HYPHENATED. WHO IS ARCHIES GRAN? I HAVE NO IDEA BUT MADAM HAS SOLD DORITO AS THE GRANDMOTHER. OH DEARIE ME, PLEASE SAY IT AIN’T SO 🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂 THE TWO OF THEM, MAKING THE ROUNDS. GOOD GRAVY, SAINTS PRESERVE US. MAYBE A PRIME-TIME OPRAH SPECIAL TELL ALL ON OPRAH’S TV CHANNEL THAT NO ONE WATCHES. DOES SHE STILL EVEN HAVE IT ANYMORE?

“ aye, some wantid er’ but Walt dis-ney “……

NOW THIS REQUIRES THE THICKEST OF SCOTTISH BROGUES TO PULL THIS OFF, WALT DISNAH’🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂. THIS IS WONDERFUL MM ANON, I AM IMMEDIATELY TRANSPORTED TO A PLACE I LOVE, SCOTLAND 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿. THIS IS SAYING DISNEY WANTS NOTHING TO DO WITH MADAM. WE ALL SAW THAT BIG ACT HARRY PUT ON, WAS THE THE REASON HE DIDN’T ATTEND THE MILITARY EVENING AND ATTENDED THE LION KING SO HE COULD CONFRONT BOB IGER FACE TO FACE, CAPTURED OF FILM..ACTING ALL INNOCENT BY YAPPING THAT MADAM DOES VOICEOVERS, IGER’S FACE GOES WHITE AS A SHEET KNOWING THE PALACE KNOWS ABOUT HIS SHENANIGANS WITH MADAM, WORK ON THE ELEPHANTS FILM. IGER LEFT DISNAH’ 🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂AKA DISNEY. NOBODY OF ANY REGARD OR ESTEEM REMOTELY WANTS HER. SHE TRULY CARRIES THE MARKLE EFFECT…LTHAT GOES ALONG WITH THE EVIL.

a p****hub offer worth millions ……

AGAIN WE HAVE A GRAPHIC SEX WORD, ALTHOUGH IN MY EXPERIENCE, THAT WORD IS NOT USED IN THE U.K. THERE IT IS CALLED A FANNY OR A WORSE WORD. I LEARNED THAT RATHER QUICKLY WHEN I BROUGHT MY FANNY PACK WITH ME ONE TIME AND MY FRIENDS WERE AGHAST AT THE NAME IF IT. HERE FANNY IS YOUR RUMP BUT NO NO NOT IN THE U.K. ANYHOW THE EVER SPOKEN ABOUT DOSSIER, VIDEO. WILL THE TRUTH AT LAST BE REVEALED. THE DM DOSSIER WAS A MILLION SEVERAL YEARS AGO. HAS IT GONE UP IN PRICE? HOW I WISH THINGS WOULD BE REVEALED BUT THEY WILL BECAUSE SHE STARTED THIS LAWSUIT AND THINGS ARE COMING. ONCE COVID-19 SETTLES BOOM! IN SIMPLE TERMS, THIS IS MADAMS PAY FOR PLAY, “OPEN DOOR POLICY”.

a secret return ……

WILL HARRY RETURN PUBLICLY? HAS HE BEEN AT BALMORAL , CANADA INVESTIGATING OR EVEN HIS BELOVED AFRICA, OR ALL THREE. SECRET MEANS NOT PUBLIC YET, BUT CLOSE? SO WHEREVER HE HAS BEEN, HE WILL RETURN TO LONDON TO BE READY FOR REEMERGENCE.

Lottie leaded Cambridge assault ………

AS IF IT WERE A PLANNED BATTLE, THE PHOTOS OF CHARLOTTE’S FIFTH BIRTHDAY, PORTRAYING HER IN THE ACT OF GIVING IN PHOTOS TAKEN BY CATHERINE ARE STELLAR. UNBEATABLE, NOTHING MADAM COULD RELEASE COULD HAVE KNOCKED THOSE HEADLINES AND TRENDS. I AM 100% CERTAIN SHE SEES IT AS THEM ATTACKING HER AND TAKING PR TIME AWAY FROM HER. SAD LITTLE LIFE, JEALOUS OF A FIVE YEAR OLD.

“ a very prominent speech for VE DAY ma’am”. ……

NOW I NORMALLY NEVER DO THIS, BUT THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT AND I THINK MANY WILL WANT THIS INFORMATION. THE QUOTED PORTIONS ARE FROM TOWN AND COUNTRY MAGAZINE. SO THE BBC WILL HAVE EXTENSIVE PROGRAMMING AND HMTQ SPEECH AND HER MEMORIES WILL FEATURE PROMINENTLY AMONGST IT.

🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧”Announcing its coverage plans to mark 75th anniversary of VE Day, the BBC said in a statement: “At the heart of the commemorations will be a special address from HM The Queen broadcast at 9.00pm – the exact time her father spoke to the nation three quarters of a century ago.”

Announcing its coverage plans to mark 75th anniversary of VE Day, the BBC said in a statement: “At the heart of the commemorations will be a special address from HM The Queen broadcast at 9.00pm – the exact time her father spoke to the nation three quarters of a century ago.”

The Queen will have her own memories of that important day. Then 19-year-old Princess Elizabeth, she was allowed to leave the palace along with her sister Margaret to join the crowds outside celebrating.

The Queen’s message on May 8, 2020 will form the centerpiece of the televised musical event VE Day 75: The People’s Celebration, which will begin at 8 p.m. in the UK. The program will culminate with the nation coming together to sing Vera Lynn’s wartime classic We’ll Meet Again, which the Queen referenced in her recent speech reassuring the nation amid the coronavirus crisis.

“At a time when many are looking for unity and hope, the BBC will bring households together to remember the past, pay tribute to the Second World War generation, and honour our heroes both then and now,” the broadcaster’s Director General, Tony Hall, said in a statement. The program will also include memories and photographs from members of the World War II generation.

Additional events throughout the day will include a two minute silence at 11 a.m. and a broadcast of then Prime Minister Sir Winston Churchill’s victory speech in the afternoon.”🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧

unlocking the unlock able …………

AGAIN, WITH MM ANON, EVERYTHING MEANS SOMETHING. WE HAVE UNLOCK IN DIFFERENT FORMS TWICE. THE SECOND TIME IT IS SEPARATED WITHOUT HYPHEN. SO UNLOCKING OBVIOUSLY MEANS OPENING, LETTING DUST OUT FRESH AIR IN. LETTING FILTH OUT LIES PUT THE FILTH TRUTH AND LIES PUBLIC. UNLOCK ABLE , I READ THIS AS YES, IT CAN UNLOCK AND WE ARE ABLE TO. SO ALL IN ALL THAT DOSSIER IS COMING OUT ALONG WITH VIDEOS AND EVERY OTHER FILTHY MERCHING THING MADAM HAD DONE.

DNA IS OFTEN SAID TO HOLD THE KEY.FROM EYE COLOUR, TO GENETIC DISEASES, ETC ETC. THE KEY TO UNLOCKING DNA IS BOTH BOOKS, TEXTBOOKS , LECTURES ETC ETC. I THINK THIS MOST DEFINITELY REFERRING TO DNA OF ARCHIE NOT EXACTLY COMING OUT, BUT WHAT WILL COME PUT , FINALLY, IS THAT HARRY IS NOT THE FATHER.

🎼day by day…🎼………… pause ,pray, proceed. ……

THE FIRST THING TO MIND IS THE CLASSIC HYMN, DAY BY DAY AND WITH EACH PASSING MOMENT. IT SPEAKS OF THE STRAINS, TOILS, TRAUMAS AND JOYS OF LIFE. NOW I DOUBT THIS IS FAMILIAR TO HMTQ, HOWEVER, THE PHRASE PAUSE, PRAY REPEAT REMINDED ME OF AN EPISODE OF MUDER SHE WROTE WITH MY FAVOURITE ANGLEA LANSBURY WITH A CLUE STITCHED ON AN EMBROIDERED SAMPLER. THE CLUE THERE WAS REFLECT AND PAUSE, OF COURSE SHE FIGURE IT OUT, THE EMBROIDERY WAS TO BE SHOWN TO THE MIRROR, THEN ONE SHOULD PAUSE AS HIDDEN CLUES REVEALED THEMSELVES. SORRY FOR BEING SO ELABORATIVE, AS USUAL FOR ME THOUGH😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣. THESE CLUES TOGETHER TAKE ME TO THE 19TH CENTURY. SAMPLERS WERE HUGE THEN. ANYHOW I THINK WHAT MM ANON IS SAYING IN HER CLUE AND I AM WRITING THE EQUIVALENT OF TOLSTOY IS HMTQ IS A WOMAN WHO HAS A PLETHORA OF LIFE EXPERIENCES, GOOD, BAD AND THE IN BETWEEN. THROUGH OUT ALL OF IT, SHE HAS RELIED ON HER FAITH AND THE GOD GIVEN INHERENT BRILLIANCE SHE HAS TO NAVIGATE THROUGH THEM ALL. SHE ALSO HAS MILLIONS PRAYING FOR HER.

optimistic optimism???

THIS IS ODD REPETITION OF TWO FORMS OF THE SAME WORD WITH THREE QUESTIONS MARKS. EVERYTHING MM ANON WRITES IS THERE FOR A REASON.

IS THIS TELLING US, THOSE WHO HAVE STOOD BY HARRY HAVE OPTIMISM THAT OUR STALWART FAITH AND OPTIMISTIC BELIEFS SHALL SOON BEAR FRUIT??? I MOST CERTAINLY PRAY SO🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦🇬🇧🇦🇺🇳🇿

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Interview transcript posted on podur.org on April 29, 2017.

In this episode of The Ossington Circle, academic, activist, and editor at Jadaliyya Max Ajl discusses the destruction of Syria and the vitriol directed at leftists and Palestine activists who have opposed intervention in Syria.

Justin Podur: Hello and welcome to the Ossington Circle. Today I’m here with Max Ajl, PhD student at Cornell University, and editor at Jadaliyya and a Palestinian solidarity activist. We’re going to talk today about Palestine a little bit, but mainly about Syria. Max, thank you for joining me.

Max Ajl: Thank you very much for having me.

JP: So Max, when Trump launched those cruise missiles at the Syrian air base, I saw a Facebook post that you wrote – it was circulating on Twitter and other places – and you said:

“Six years of Qatari and Saudi propaganda has given a great gift to the US regime, making those who oppose the violent dictatorship of US capital feel sometimes guilty, muted, fumbling, silenced about doing so, and making those who support it feel right and righteous in so doing.”

And I think that feeling is something that I have personally been feeling for a really long time – guilty, muted, fumbling, silenced – about opposing imperialism, especially in Syria, and it’s been really confusing for me. And so for you to write that…I felt a lot of relief reading that somebody else felt that way. And that’s a big part of why I wanted to have you on this show. So can you just elaborate on this idea of…what is this Qatari and Saudi propaganda, because – I think as people who know Palestine, we’re familiar with the way the pro-Israeli lobby works and the way Israeli media and PR operations work – but the idea that there could be similar operations coming from the monarchies in the Gulf is fairly new, for me anyway.

MA: Yeah, so I think that you can trace this back to the founding of Al Jazeera and then the founding of Al Jazeera English, which is owned basically by the Qatari government. And since that time, the Gulf states, in consort with the US government and US ruling class, have really built up their capacity substantially – both their overall economies and specifically their media systems, and have created a large apparatus that has played an interesting and complex role in terms its overall service to the US ruling class. And it’s important to break these systems apart so we see how each system, how each component of the system, is playing a unique role.

Like, in the same way that we see that the Israeli lobby’s primary role is to attack critics of Israel, but also to make sure that Israel stays separate – and that the Palestine case stays separate – from other progressive movements. And this isn’t to absolve the rest of the propaganda system or the elites more broadly; it’s just to identify the specific roles each conglomerate, or each set of conglomerates plays in the larger system.

So one portion of this has been that US media consumers grew to….first of all, we were like: “Ok, we want to centre Arab voices”; second of all, we were like: “Anyone who supports Palestine is being transgressive, so we can take that as a valuable point of reference on other regional affairs. So this kind of made newscasts like Al Jazeera English and more recently the New Arab, and Middle East Eye uniquely suited to use their occasional and usually decent support on Palestine to cover up for the larger US/Qatari/Saudi regressive agenda in the region more broadly.

And so, what we can see since 2011, are a variety of almost formulaic attacks on the left in Syria: “the left isn’t doing this on Syria”; “the left is all Putinites”; “the left is supporting genocide”; “the left has a double standard”; “the left should supply the same standard of Palestine to the Syrian conflict”; “the left is inadequately supporting the revolution”. And at the same time, we have so-called news coverage saying that whatever is occurring in Syria has no foreign help, is not getting support from the US government, there are no sectarian elements, and so forth.

So it’s been kind of a one-two punch, and the result has been – and it’s not them alone that’s been doing it, of course; there’s lots of other organizations that are doing it and we can discuss them further on, but these groups and these media platforms have played a really effective role unfortunately, in confusing Anglophone media consumers about what exactly has been going on in Syria, and more specifically, about the negative role played by Turkey, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, and of course behind and largely coordinating them, the United States.

JP: I just want to start with Al Jazeera, because Al Jazeera was a big story in 2003 during the US invasion and occupation of Iraq. And we were all watching Al Jazeera, fascinated by the whole idea that a US war would no longer enjoy the kind of monopoly of information that it had previously. And so it was this incredibly refreshing thing, like, here are people from the region with their own powerful media organization that has a way of breaking through that propaganda wall. And I think that is a big part of why we’re having a hard time mapping that opening on to what’s going on in Syria now, because we’re expecting that same level of opposition to power that we saw Al Jazeera do in 2003, but it doesn’t seem to be working the same way.

MA: Yeah, absolutely not, and this is really the fruit of what the Gulf media and the US media have insisted on calling the Arab Spring. Without entering into divisive polemics about what has occurred there, I think we can say one good thing: there were people who were expressing legitimate discontent about the prevailing orders in most of the region, but with very different levels of mobilization in different countries…Yemen has had the largest per capita mobilizations, and it’s gotten some of the least coverage, especially in comparison to most mobilizations in the region.

The reverse is the case in Syria. So there was that aspect. And then it was also the occasion for Saudi Arabia and Qatar – sometimes in coordination, sometimes backing various sorts of regressive groups – to kind of recompose the governing system and to battle for a recomposition of regional hegemony. And Qatar has powerfully deployed Al Jazeera in the service of this broader goal. And one of the crucial things is that in 2011, many people were observing that Al Jazeera was basically silent about what was happening in Bahrain. Whereas it was recording and publicizing in a wildly disproportionate manner – compared to the scale of the protests – what was occurring in Libya and Syria, both of which were, not at all coincidentally, on the US target list.

And here we can see that, within the most basic parameters, we can see that who they chose to target, which protests they chose to ignore, basically were in concordance with the framework and the agenda of the United States.

JP: And then, another point that you raise, and you raised it earlier, but also in your (twitter) feed, where you say:

“My feed is filled with folks ripping into an imaginary left that has been silent on the Obama regime’s bombing campaigns against Syria…Well, find me an organized anti-war formation that’s been silent on these bombing runs and tell me how many are silent versus speaking up.”

So the fact that the target all this is always the left – often when it’s leftists even making these speeches…people who call themselves leftists and identify as leftists that say: “The left is pro-Assad” and “The left is pro-Putin”…

And it strikes me that, on the one hand, some of these people that are saying this are leftists, but a lot of them are not, and I think we get confused because we see…again, we’re looking back and we are saying: “These are people that are pro-Palestine”, or “These are people that were against the invasion of Iraq in 2003” – I covered the invasion of Iraq in 2003 – but they’re not leftists. They actually hate leftists. They hate the secularism, they hate the equality, they hate the republicanism that leftists express, especially leftists from the region. But from the west we think, “Oh, they’re pro-Palestine, they’re anti-invasion of Iraq/2003, they must be leftists.”

MA: Yeah, it’s been a remarkable phenomenon. It should all be traced further back. The need to express rhetorical or symbolic support – rising to political, monetary or material support – for Palestine has been what the political scientist Mike Hudson called “an all-Arab legitimating issue”. So every Arab government of any kind has had to support Palestine as part of its moves towards domestic legitimacy. And some governments have taken that quite far, such as the Gaddafi government’s support for the PFLP for example in the 70s, and the Syrian government has had ongoing relations with Islamic Jihad and the Popular Front; whereas the regressive Arab regimes – you know, Saudi Arabia and Qatar – have mostly kept this support at the symbolic level and have offered some material support, for example, to the Hamas movement in Gaza, but this has been more in the measure of trying to co-opt and contain them to a very marked degree. So we need to understand it all occurring within this broader framework in order to be understood in the US context. So that’s the first thing.

The second thing is that Iraq was a long time ago. If you take 2011 it was eight years ago, and by now it was fourteen years ago. And there is a tendency among most people to shift to the right. So they were opposing the war on Iraq and they may have even been leftists then, and they would often have ceased being leftists now. And that’s a fundamental shift and there are lots of these people who have shifted very markedly. Furthermore, part of how they’ve represented Syria itself has allowed some of them to retain the credibility as whatever this very difficult and confusing umbrella term “leftist” means…they’ve been allowed to maintain credibility and that credibility in turn relies on them pushing forward this narrative of a revolution that they support and that we oppose because we’re not committed to human emancipation, we’re just committed to geopolitics, those of us on the anti-imperialist left which is another target of smears.

By itself, this framework is actually vicious in the first place, because geopolitics is not a term I hear all that many anti-imperialists using; it’s about things like state sovereignty – that’s the entire framework of the post-Nazi international juridical order and it’s meant to actually prevent wars of aggression and to allow states to be sovereign, and for political movements to feel that that state sovereignty has social and political meaning. Once you collapse that, basically you have carte blanche for anyone to intervene for any reason whatsoever, which is a very old imperial agenda…to go in and save people from themselves. So this entire discourse has been topsy-turvy from the beginning.

And in a sense it reflects the power of intervention discourse, that even people calling for intervention, such as calling for lifting the US arms embargo – they actually have to say is that what they’re against is intervention. They say that the US has been blocking anti-aircraft weapons from flowing in over the Jordanian and Turkish borders, and that we should be against US intervention and that therefore we should be against the US blocking those shipments from going in. We can go a little further into that argument and what has actually been going on in terms of the logistics of arms transfers. But what’s significant is that they actually have to justify it with references to (inaudible…)

JP: Yeah, I was struck by that argument. I was actually going to bring that up with you. I saw an article after the Tomahawk missile strikes on the Syrian airfield mentioning this. It was comparing Syria to Palestine of course, as they always do, and they were saying “How could you oppose what Israel’s doing to the Palestinians and not oppose what Assad is doing to the Syrian people?” and “Don’t you know that the US has blocked these advanced anti-aircraft missiles from getting into the hands of the Syrian revolutionaries?” And I just thought: it’s so inconsistent…I can’t imagine these people – or any people – complaining that the US is blocking advanced anti-aircraft weapons from getting to Hamas, for example, or to the Palestinians that are trying to fight Israel. That’s way outside of anything anyone could imagine saying publicly. But they make comparisons with Palestine and then talk about the blocking of these missiles as if anybody could ever say that the USA should supply Hamas with missiles.

MA: Yeah, it’s quite absurd on a number of levels…I mean, the absurdity of the article you actually refer to – which was in Jacobin and the author was Bashir Abu-Manneh – the absurdity starts even with the personnel itself. This individual – who I used to be on relatively good terms with and I would publish his stuff in Jacobin on Palestine when I was editing the middle east content there – kept on pestering me for years to be publishing Gilbert Achcar, who took a rather tortuous approach to ensuring that the US dissidents did not mobilize against the US intervention in Libya. He refused to call this supporting the Libyan intervention; Achcar just said, well he didn’t want anyone…..

JP: Yes, I remember this…

MA: …he said he didn’t want anyone opposing it, which comes to the same thing. The only way to stop something that the US is…

JP: He was not for intervention….

MA: He was neither for nor against, and urged that we be able to counsel interventionists once they had done so. So this very much put him on the opposite side of what I considered a fairly non-controversial red line. But Bashir kept on writing to me. I was civil to him because I think he has some interesting things to say on Palestine – he’s Palestinian from ’48…

JP: Yeah, and he’s done a great book, a really good book on literature, right?

MA: Yeah, it’s a nice book although he feels the need to rouse up support for the US destruction of Syria at the end of the book, unfortunately.

He was quite insistent about this and I didn’t really have time for it, so Bashir…the long and short of it was that Bashir helped orchestrate a kind of soft coup d’etat against me at Jacobin. And since then, the Jacobin content on Palestine has had nothing on political prisoners, scarcely mentions right of return, has not really had a consistent anti-imperialist stance on geopolitics. But even on the Palestinian case in my opinion, the coverage has been much worse. And as for what it’s done for Syria, it’s not like anyone on the editorial board shifted their position.

It’s obviously just much more convenient, and you get banner ads from the New Arab, which is a Qatari enterprise; you get banner ads when you support the war on Syria. So it’s totally cynical. Bashir wrote this article comparing the post-colonial state of Syria to Israel which is quite disturbing. It almost beggars belief, because for one thing the US supported and created Israel whereas the post-colonial Syrian state emerged out of resistance to French colonial sovereignty. So these aren’t really units that one should intelligibly compare. This struck me as intellectually and morally bankrupt. But maybe it was convincing to some other people, especially those who support the destruction of Syria.

JP: Yeah, I doubt it changed anybody’s mind. It probably reinforced what people already thought. I did want to go back to Achcar, because I remember when he was saying one shouldn’t oppose the bombing of Libya, one shouldn’t support the bombing of Libya. If we call for a no-fly-zone over Libya now in 2011, next time Israel bombs Gaza, we can go out there and have a very powerful case for arguing for a no-fly-zone over Israel. And after that happened, when Israel bombed Gaza in 2012 and 2014, and I don’t know if you saw any of these demonstrations calling for a no-fly-zone over Israel, but I certainly don’t remember seeing them.

MA: Yeah, what it does is it completely confuses and saps any clarity around a consistent anti-imperialist position. Part of what we oppose about Israel and what the Palestinian left has historically opposed, why it has such regional and international appeal, is because it’s such a crushing example – if not a condensation – of US global racism. And now we’re going to call for a no-fly-zone? It just confuses people beyond belief and it’s the most disingenuous argument. You can use as many words as one likes to cover up the basic line of argument being taken, but I don’t find it particularly convincing and it only serves to sow confusion. That’s the only political agenda.

JP: Another intra-left line of reasoning – and all these roads lead to why we need to support the bombing of Syria and they’re all different constructions – one of them I’ve seen is: anti-imperialists follow Chomsky in saying “We have a primary responsibility for trying to stop our governments from doing bad things in the world because that’s where we can have the most effect.” And it goes back to some of what you were saying about the idea of sovereign states and the sovereign state being the unit in which people can exercise their democratic rights and develop their capacities. But then the counterargument I’ve seen is: “Well, how can we accede to this narrow nationalist argument when what we should be going for is a global working class solidarity”, and global working class solidarity with the Syrian people requires supporting the destruction of their state.

MA: Yeah, you know this is a very old argument in a sense. I studied Tunisia and many of these same arguments were put forward by the trade unions linked to the French colonial socialist trade unions as opposed to the more domestic indigenous trade unions linked to Tunisians, and some of them said, “Well, we’re just going to ignore the national question, pretend it doesn’t matter”, and the other ones insisted on the importance of the national question. And the national question continues to matter. It is global south countries that need to affirm that principle to avoid being destroyed.

So it’s not about internationalism versus parochial nationalism. It’s about substantive versus vacuous nationalism. It’s about internationalism that takes account of one’s location, and the privileges and political opportunities that are available to one, and that one has in a given location, versus one that is very much blind to it, and ends up being very idealist. I believe in internationalism and international solidarity but I believe that supporting the peoples of the global south in their struggles begins with looking at the ways the US government prevents people in the global south from determining the courses of their own lives. And frequently – given that we live in a world which is commonly broken up along national units – then part of that is going to take the appearance of nationalism.

But this accusation that nationalism is parochial is actually historically a position that comes from the colonial end of the so-called socialist movement, and is very chauvinist in my opinion and regressive. Because for people in given geographical territories, living in that territory often imposes common experiences and a common fate on them. Like when the US destroyed Iraq, for people in Iraq to support national resistance…was that nationalism? Yes, and was it bad nationalism? Of course not. The Latin American experiments have seen a very creative and powerful reinvigoration of nationalism, the nacional-popular, and recuperated discourse of sovereignty. And emanating from that sovereignty, they branched out into more regional agendas and have engaged in a more substantive internationalism. So to just sidestep how that happens, how struggle marks the course of history, and to just assert this very idealist internationalism of globally-linked civil society struggles…this kind of discourse seems to come straight from the State Department.

JP: Yeah, exactly. And those origins and those debates are really interesting to trace and I’m happy with the discussion we’ve had about the left, and the targeting of the left, and the imaginary left that has been supposedly silent and so on. I’m also very interested to talk to you about the targeting of the Palestine movement, because that has also, in addition to Syria, been something that is used to attack ‘the left’ – whatever ‘the left’ is – claiming that the left has been totally inadequate on this issue. But I’ve also found a really strong degree of targeting, and in some cases of destroying, local student activist groups around Palestine. I know you have some experience and something to say about that, so I’d like to ask you about that now.

MA: Absolutely, I mean, we could sense that this was becoming a rather urgent issue….it was a rather urgent issue about Syria from the outset. It was apparent to me that there was an attempt to – and one can have a range of legitimate opinions about what was going on in the early months in Syria – but what was clear was that certainly the Gulf governments and the US were looking to use whatever had happened and to elevate the strands they preferred, to use those strands to justify or incite a militarization and destroy Syria. It’s targeted particularly the Palestine movement in a variety of ways. And one of the most effective ways has just been through Yarmouk – what happened in the Yarmouk camp.

What actually happened is still a bit cloudy and argued over but one can certainly say that by late 2013 the Yarmouk camp had been an arena of fighting between sectarian groups and militias that were on the same side as the Syrian government, and that the Syrian government was deployed on the outskirts of the Yarmouk camp, basically in order to contain the situation. And one of the consequences of that was that food was becoming very difficult to access in the camp. There were a lot of actors actually bringing food in, it wasn’t a hermetic siege by any means. But, as always whenever there’s a situation in which food is harder to access, prices go up, and the most vulnerable suffer. And this, in turn, was being used as a way to split the Palestine movement, especially globally. In fact, an intern for the American Task force for Palestine – which had been continuously funded by Gulf regimes and was a pro-normalization organization – started writing a wide range of articles calling on us to take action about the Yarmouk camp. The basic call that came from the Palestinian factions, from Palestinian solidarity organizations in the US, was that two things should happen: One, that there should be measures taken to ensure the food could be brought into the camp so that food did not become a weapon of war against a civilian population; and two, that these armed groups – whatever support people in Yarmouk had for what had occurred in Syria and for the Syrian opposition, certainly the armed groups did not appear to be broadly welcomed in the camp – all relevant representatives and institutions appeared to be calling for the armed groups to leave. And those were the basic demands.

My student group, recognizing that there was this attempt at manipulation going on, amplified those demands and situated them in anti-imperialist politics, identifying the US role in first using Israel to divert Syria from what had been a progressive course through 1967, and then setting it on a further rightward course after that; and then also playing a role in destroying the PLO, and in militarizing the process…all of which is openly acknowledged. And furthermore, that people living in the US didn’t stand outside of that history, and that any negative things going on in Syria at the hands of the government – insofar as that was relevant – they were, in part, responsible for. And we think that this is what substantive internationalism looks like: identifying the way that US power has actually constituted history as we confront it in front of us. For us, anyway.

Now, we – that is, Cornell Students for Justice in Palestine – were very viciously attacked. People were trying to say we were justifying collective punishment which was very disingenuous since we called directly for food to go in, and we weren’t sure how you could at the same time justify collective punishment and call for it to end. It’s incoherent. But the people making this attack were primarily from Chicago-based student groups, people who were more or less engaged in various forms of provocation, some from the Trotskyite movement, socialist organizations, grassroots membership coordinators, US Campaign to End the Occupation, and so forth.

And, very broadly, we, and especially I, were marginalized in the student movement. We were told to dissolve ourselves during an April attempt to get Cornell to divest itself of Israeli investments – we were doing a divestment campaign – and they actually told us too dissolve our chapter. And the individual who made that call is friends with a wide range of student activists and people who, at the time, were on the coordinating committee of National SJP. So really this was kind of a precursor to, or first step towards really splitting apart the Palestine movement, and it only got worse and worse.

I’m sure you’ve seen the attacks on journalists linked to Electronic Intifada and Mondoweiss, which are… – both have a broad range of politics, both on Syria and more broadly – but they are media institutions that play a fundamental role in supporting the Palestinian liberation movement and solidarity movement. They’re fundamental, and to attack them and sap their energy in this way, and say: “Either you’re going to toe the line on US intervention in Syria in terms of supporting it, supporting a ‘revolution’” (that – whatever it had been in 2011 – simply had zero progressive credentials by 2014) is to basically hold the Palestine movement hostage. It is to say: “We don’t really care if the Palestine movement collapses due to infighting if it won’t support the uprising.” And it’s clear that a movement can’t really survive – or flourish, certainly – under such pressures: under pressure of attempts to split it.

And if you take for example, the student movement 2012/13, 2013/14 versus 2015/16, 2016/17, the volume of divestment or attempted divestments, has decreased by – I would estimate – a factor of ten. And divestment is the primary tactic of the student movement. Now, tracing a direct linear line of causality between one and the other is difficult, although one can certainly identify people who have been involved in saying “we don’t really want a movement if it doesn’t support what we call the Syrian Revolution, and blame the Syrian government 100 or 99 or 95 percent for what is going on.”

It’s been very much wracked with infighting; there are certain places and people who have managed to maintain a principled…

JP: Yeah, I’ve seen many people say: “I don’t talk about Palestine unless you’re anti-Assad. Don’t talk about Palestine; I don’t want to hear anything about Palestine unless you support the Syrian Revolution” which I’ve always found to be a really bizarre line to take, when everybody in your society is telling you to shut up about Palestine. Making an additional condition – that you’re supposed to shut up about Palestine unless you agree with me about facts and interpretations of what the nature of this opposition to Assad is – doesn’t strike me as something that has Palestine at its heart. It doesn’t seem to me to be people who are looking after Palestine’s interests that are making this call.

MA: One has to be honest and state that a lot of vocal young people from the [Palestinian] Diaspora basically signed on to that position. I don’t mean thousands, or a numerically high percentage, but I do mean that, of people who are active, a lot have taken this position. So it creates a great difficulty. If you look at the Palestinians in Syria, they’ve been very much split. A lot of them have been pro-government, and pro-government in ways that, in the west, you would be accused of eating Syrian babies for breakfast. But a lot have been pro-government. And also in Palestine.

The bottom line is that…the Palestinians are split. Any claim that there’s a kind of unity on the issue is not really true, and so we should own the political position …we should take a position on Syria and own it for ourselves. Often we’ll end up working with people we may disagree with about interpretations of what’s going on in Syria. Unless people prefer to do otherwise, which strikes me as very sectarian and has been manifestly disruptive.

JP: A theoretical question going back to our discussion of the left debate: another thing that I’ve heard (we haven’t discussed this before but I suspect you’ll have something interesting to say about it) is the idea that, being anti-imperialist in the Syrian context, really means opposing Russia and Iran because those are the real imperialists in Syria right now.

MA: To talk about who is or isn’t imperialist isn’t a question of describing who is or isn’t intervening in Syria, or if you don’t like them or don’t like the side they’re supporting. It should be a theoretical category. It should be a theoretical category that derives from what was going on before, and be used to interpret it and make sense of it, not just opportunistically deployed in order to justify whatever side one’s on.

So one can go back to 1917 – or earlier – and talk about Lenin’s theory of imperialism or export of capital, and in that case, Russia is not exporting capital to Syria – at the current moment, Iran is expending capital in order to support the Syrian government: there’s loans, I think there are oil shipments that are ongoing. Both countries are supporting the Syrian treasury, extending large credit lines. Calling a post-colonial state – no matter what one wants to say about its political and social track record post-1970 – that called on allied forces to support the state institutions doesn’t strike me as imperialism by any understanding of the word, especially if one actually looks and tries to understand why both Russia and Iran have actually supported it.

Now there’s been a real paucity of analysis about these forces. More so, there’s been an absence of good analysis based on why Russia has responded to this call by the Syrian government. People say it’s ok, it’s just to maintain its one Mediterranean outpost. Well yeah, of course that’s certainly true, but that just adds a little more detail to the issue without clarifying what is actually at stake.

I would say for Iran, that the Iranian government fundamentally understands that it is under siege by the west: it’s basically surrounded by US military bases. And to the extent that it’s able to extend either state or asymmetric, popular, militia-based arms-capacity, it’s able to exert a certain pressure against the US political goal of putting both economic, political and diplomatic pressure on it in order to collapse the state institutions and reverse the 1979 revolution. This is the keystone of US strategy in the region…to reverse 1979 and re-impose a client state on Iran. And also, the Gulf States and Israel also play their role in supporting and encouraging this strategy, but fundamentally it emanates from 1979 and US strategic preparedness.

And so Iranian support for Syria is quite defensive and reactive. Really, I think it’s the same for Russia. Yes, Russia does want to extend that and yes, it’s true that Russia appears to have reconstituted a Soviet military-industrial complex. And people are saying that its sale or other provisioning of weapons to the Syrian government is something that the domestic arms industries are profiting from…this may very well be true, but I don’t think it accounts for Russian involvement. I think Russia is also under siege by the US. There may be a partial rapprochement under Trump, but I think this is an attempt to target…if anything, it’s an attempt by the Trump administration to target China and Iran, and an attempt to leverage Russia outside of that so it can isolate and take them one by one, as opposed to the Obama administration strategy, which was kind of a full-spectrum confrontation. During the tailing days of the Obama government, they moved thousands of tanks right up, practically, to Russia’s western border. And Russia basically just recovered its Soviet levels of life expectancy, its percentage of GDP military spending – far, far, far under that of the US. All of this is very well known. What people mean by imperialism is that Russia’s doing something they don’t like and therefore it’s imperialism. And this is not a coherent theoretical account of imperialism at all. No one has made a coherent account of whether or not Russia is exporting a surplus, whether or not it’s securing profit from its endeavours in Syria. What it most resembles – speaking in broad terms – is actually the Soviet defensive strategy in Eastern Europe where it actually cost the Soviet Union money to uphold these states as a political/military defence line against US/European encroachment and aggression and which was along the historic invasion route through Germany into the USSR. I would say it has the most family resemblance to this pattern of action; whether or not it’s imperialist…is quite absurd.

The idea that Iran is acting in an imperialist manner in Syria just beggars belief. Such terms by these people are never applied to Saudi Arabia. I’ve seen estimates from Camille Otrakji – who is a Syrian who used to get quite a lot of coverage and is now excluded from western media – and he’s estimated that the collective western and GCC’s cost to support this war on Syria is 35-50 billion dollars: mercenaries and black-ops and weapons transfers and so forth. I don’t know whether that’s true – it strikes me as a ball-park estimate.

And the amount of Iranian troops that are on the ground is not very many at all. We don’t have accurate information, but we do have accurate information on death-counts for pro-government, non-Syrian militia and it’s a few thousand at most, whereas the broad range of anti-government militia, including Daesh and all the rest of the anti-government militia, the foreign dead, according to the count of the Syrian Observatory for Human Rights – which is problematic but at least more credible than any other source on these – has put it at 50,000. So that tells you something about who’s doing the fighting. So sending in tens of thousands of mercenaries is not imperialism, but sending in a third or a quarter of that many is? I don’t know what kind of imperialism they’re talking about but it sounds more like they’re throwing around concepts to justify US aggression.

JP: Maybe we can move towards wrapping it up, but I wanted to return to your statement here where you say: “We were the first to raise our voices sice 2011 against the US/Gulf pouring weapons in when just thousand were dead, not hundreds of thousands.” And that really burns me to think about that, how long this has been allowed to go on, how many more deaths have happened because people just dug in, and joined a kind of an “anti-war” position and just kept digging in no matter what the facts on the ground were telling them.

MA: People will shift, at various times, their political position; the flood of propaganda about Syria was immense. Even now, I would say, it costs more to people to speak out about Syria than it costs them to speak out about Palestine. So if you look at US Middle East scholars and Middle East academics, the people speaking out against the US war on Syria are very few indeed. Even in 2011, by July-August-September-December, it was clear that there was a militarization going on, including offensive attacks against Syrian armed installations. There were reports of people crossing the Lebanese border. And Al Jazeera refused to air video of this by someone named Ghassan bin Jiddo, who went on to found the Pan Arabic, Al Mayadeen channel which has taken a very different stance on the Syrian conflict. He represented the Arab nationalist side at Al Jazeera, and he resigned from Al Jazeera because they wouldn’t share this video. And if one talks to Lebanese communists, they’ll say, “Yes, there were people, there were training camps in the north of Lebanon, they were sending fighters.

Now I don’t want to sidestep or really enter into a very fraught discussion about what was indeed going on in Syria, what was the dominant dynamic. Even very anti-imperialist media, a Lebanese leftist newspaper have criticized the Syrian government for putting in place what it called the “security solution” in response to what was going on in March-April-May, meaning, choosing to respond to nonviolent protests that were met with, sometimes, murder, in the words of a columnist for Al Akhbar.

Now again, whatever was going on in Syria – and I do think the rhetoric of the revolution was, at this stage, was far more a propaganda edifice than meant to illuminate what was going on in Syria. And as for what people outside were saying, you could barely trust it at all. It was clear that there was an attempt to use whatever went on in Syria to destroy Syria itself, as is the case basically on the entire planet.

The role of people in the core, in Canada and the US, was to identify what the government was doing and act to come out against it. And those of us speaking out about this were accused, even then, of “denying Arab agency”. We might say, “Ok, the US is basically acting with total convergence with Saudi Arabia and Qatar”, and they would say, “Well, you’re denying the agency of the Arab working class”. Well what does that mean? I mean these countries are, first of all, the modern states were half-created by the US, their entire capital flows, their developmental apparatus…you know, they rely 100% on the US: their treasuries go to the US, their weapons come from the US, the US police are there, they’re under the US security umbrella. In essence, they’re US protectorates. So what does this rhetoric of “agency” mean, other than to deny…

JP: I think it means “Shut up!”

MA: Yeah, it means “Shut up”, and the people saying “shut up” have been emerging from the woodwork since 2011. They want people to shut up, and that’s the basic agenda. I mean it was clear what turkey’s role has been and it’s clear that this has been in coordination with the US which has operating [bases?] in both Turkey and also in Jordan. And it’s been reported, including by Andrew Cockburn, that there are CIA agents coordinating weapons flows on the Turkish border, and there were militants going in, and the Turkish border guards going in. Now it was clear as early as 2011 that this was going on, and it was clear that Syria, already in 2011, was a massive international news item.

Now what the people saying that this wasn’t going on with US approval are suggesting, is that from 2011, Turkey, Jordan, and the Gulf States, historic US allies, were carrying out extensive operations in one of the most hot-button conflicts zones of US imperialism over the last 90 years, were carrying out huge policies that the US didn’t want them doing, and basically the US just did its best – unsuccessfully, perhaps – to control these people. And all it could do was to prevent anti-aircraft missiles?

The flip side of this is that to report a more complicated narrative going back to March 2011 or to this narrative of a popular revolution at all – and the revolution narrative has been used to justify any [ ] US/Gulf malfeasance in that arena.

Because revolution is meant to carry its own legitimacy. If there’s a revolution it doesn’t need to draw on any external claims for legitimacy, we just assume “Ok, there’s something beautiful going on and we need to support it, which is precisely why this revolution rhetoric continues to live on, because it serves quite a powerful purpose for destroying Syria. And so if there’s a revolution and it’s calling for US weapons, or if there’s a revolution calling for a US no-fly zone, at the very least – we might not need to support such actions – we certainly shouldn’t oppose it. Which was the same rhetoric of Gilbert Achcar, almost to the letter, about Libya. And the upshot of this has been that this war – which in the first six months claimed, at a very rough estimate, 3,500 lives. By now it has claimed maybe half a million.

Whatever one wants to claim about the violent role of the government, there’s zero dispute amongst serious people that the US role has been absolutely massive in destroying Syria. We know this both from open and public reporting and we know it because this is basically what the US government has announced that this is what it has wanted to do since 2006. It said, “We want to destabilize and destroy Syria.” And these people have said, “Ok we don’t want you opposing any of the violence. If you do, you’re responsible for what the Syrian government does.” Whereas they, who don’t want us opposing the US government, or the fighting, they who don’t want us to act to oppose the ongoing violence, don’t want to take responsibility for the consequences of their actions, which are basically meant to destroy the country. It’s very much upside-down in fact.

JP: Last question, where do you think this is all going. I mean, I studied Haiti, and in Haiti there was a fake revolution that was used to destroy an elected popular government and to then enact an occupation of the country that’s now gone on for, I guess it’s thirteen years now. And a lot of people supported that and said, “Ariside (who was president of Haiti at the time) has become unpopular; it’s time for him to go; and we support his overthrow from the left.” A lot of people who supported that have just kind of forgotten that they ever said that. You know, their statements have been scrubbed from the internet, and those of us who remember, don’t really talk about it anymore, because they’re back to doing their good work against neoliberalism, or whatever it was. So I’m sort of disgusted by that on the one hand but on the other hand I’m almost hopeful that that’s something that could happen for Syria where people will come around to this. But I don’t know, I don’t see a lot of people coming around even now. I wonder what your sense of it is. Is there any sense that this is changing on the horizon, or is this just a sign of how easy it is to capture and undermine solidarity in anti-imperialism.

MA: Broadly, I thin it’s a sign of how easy it is to capture people. People have to admit that they were wrong, that they were duped, or that they were complicit in lies. If this was 2013, you know there are people who switched positions. I think that was late, but people switched, finally. And people switched positions in 2014. We’re almost halfway through 2017. It’s very late for people to begin to switch positions, and accept that they were allied with US imperialism, that they were allied with Israel…

For one, it just seems very unlikely that they’re going to do it. For two, it seems that there’s still hope in pushing the destruction of Syria. I mean, the project is ongoing, because the scale of a US defeat is very large, and this is underappreciated. The US goal hasn’t necessarily been to overthrow the Syrian government; it’s been primarily to destroy Syria.

It’s also a very much wanted Syria to change course on foreign policy, because a foreign policy that supports the sovereignty of states, which is also the foreign policy, to some extent, of Palestine and to a much larger extent, of Iran. It’s a foreign policy that the US won’t tolerate in the region when its primary goal is to reverse the revolution of Iran. So this attack, this assault, is still ongoing, and many of these people stake out these positions, you know, they are the cultural compliment to this assault. I don’t think that they’re independent agents. I don’t actually think that they could be independent agents.

A lot of them are bought-and-paid-for. They have built lucrative careers and reputations by being intellectual mercenaries of a US assault on a sovereign country, which the US intends to continue until it is somehow forced to stop for one reason or another.

I haven’t really even thought or hoped for people to shift their ground, but what I have hoped for is people who are scared to speak out, to speak out. Those are the people I’m most concerned about. I hope that they can overcome the intimidation and the thuggery, and speak out in defence of Syria as a nation, and against the war going on against it, in which the US government is so heavily complicit. But for the other people, the real heavy ideologues, I don’t see them ever shifting.

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Samantha Markle is set to spill secrets and “hold nothing” back with not one, but two bombshell books under the title “In the Shadows of The Duchess”.

We previously revealed the 53-year-old sis was launching the book in April or May – the same time Meghan and Prince Harry’s first baby is due.

But now she has told us a second part will be released in July, just weeks before Meghan celebrates her first birthday as a mum in August.

And she has vowed to “cover everything from behind the scenes that the world does not know about”, adding: “And trust me, there is a lot.”

The sister, who previously titled her book “The Diary of Princess Pushy’s Sister”, said: “You’ve got to read my book to see what things were really like.

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“I have a very big mouth and speak my mind”

Samantha Markle

“I have a very big mouth and speak my mind – as the world can see – at any cost, even if it makes me unpopular, but I tell the truth even if it makes me unpopular.

“(I have) never been afraid of the truth because if the truth makes me lose friends then they weren’t friends that I wanted to have anyway.”

Samantha has long kept tight-lipped on exactly what the book will reveal, but has hinted it will tell the story of her and Meghan’s childhood.

She tells us: “My sister was not raised as an only child that is a PR lie.

“I’m not fluffing anything nor am I insulting or out to disparage.

NO HOLDS BARRED: Samantha Markle has vowed to tell all in her explosive, two part book (Pic: GETTY)

‘THE TRUTH’ Samantha suggests she will shed light on Meghan’s childhood (Pic: GETTY)

MY TURN TO SPEAK: Samantha says her books will come out in April/May and July (Pic: WENN)

ALL SMILES: Meghan Markle has refused to let her family feuds get to her (Pic: GETTY)

“Life is full of a lot of challenges and some really beautiful moments.

“My book is honest and human about a lot of things including my own accomplishments and shortcomings.

“It’s reality and anyone in a family can relate.”

The sister, who suffers from multiple sclerosis and is confined to a wheelchair, insists however that she is “not out to hurt my sister” – but that it won’t be all positive.

“I have spoken the truth about my feelings but have never been out to hurt my sister,” she adds.

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PLEA: Samantha has begged Meghan several times in the media to speak to their dad Thomas (Pic: ITVGMB)

BUSY AT WORK: Pregnant Meghan and Harry undertook a royal visit to Bristol this week (Pic: GETTY)

HITTING OUT: The sister says she will speak about the online abuse she has received on Twitter (Pic: WENN)

“Any reasonable person would question what she has done to the entire family and this is not about mud slinging it’s about truth and reality. Call it whatever you want but until in the less you read it you have no idea and cannot judge.

“It is an honest warm and witty and heartfelt memoir. Not a negative pamphlet.

“(But) all positive? Subjective, I suppose, but most intelligent and reasonable people will like it.

“Let’s just say the nasty gossip about her on the internet is negative and by comparison my book is not. People seem to want dirt. My book is not dirt… but It’s not fluff either.”

Samantha previously told us the book may also touch on a huge family row that has ripped through the Markle clan since Meghan became the Duchess of Sussex.

She said it will also reveal how she has suffered from “cyber bullying” since her half-sister Meghan – who shares the same dad as her – married into the Royal Family.

PARENTS TO BE: Meghan and Harry welcome their first child in spring (Pic: GETTY)

COMING SOON: Samantha’s books will come out around the same time Meghan’s baby is born (Pic: ITV/LW)

Explaining the meaning behind the book’s title, Samantha added: “In the shadows of the duchess is my way of saying sometimes the most beautiful parts of life are found not in the bright light or the glare of the sun, but in the shadows and through challenges.

“The title also suggests that there was a lot going on in the shadows that you don’t see and it does not mean that I am in the shadows, it means that a lot of life happens in the shadows.”

The news of Samantha’s second book will come just months after she appeared on live British television to make a grovelling apology to Meghan after months of hurling insults at her.

She begged Meghan to get in touch over their ill dad – who was forced to pull out of the Royal Wedding due to a heart attack – and said: “I am hoping to get a message to my sister – hopefully we can clear the air and move on with peaceful resolve.

“This media madness has been overwhelming, it has been quite hurtful for my family and I can’t imagine how hurtful this has been for my sister.”

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~**~ Blog Tour for Sick Fux by Tillie Cole w/ Excerpt & Review ~**~

When Ellis Earnshaw and Heathan James met as children, they couldn’t have been more different. Ellis was loud and beautiful – all blond hair, bright laughs and smiles. Heathan was dark and brooding, and obsessed with watching things die.

The pair forged an unlikely friendship, unique and strange. Until they were ripped apart by the sick cruelty of others, separated for years, both locked in a perpetual hell.

Eleven years later, Heathan is back for his girl. Back from a place from which he thought there was no return. Back to seek revenge on those who wronged them.

Time has made Heathan’s soul darker, polluted with hatred and the thirst for blood.

Time has made Ellis a shell of her former self, a little girl lost in the vastness of her pain.

As Heathan pulls Ellis out of her mental prison, reviving the essence of who she once was, down the rabbit hole they will go.

With malice in their hearts and vengeance in their veins, they will seek out the ones who hurt and destroyed them.

One at a time.

Each one more deadly than the last.

Tick Tock. Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, disturbingly sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and very mature topics. Recommended for ages 18 and over.

Release Date: October 9th, 2017

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Rabbit turned off the country road we were on and pulled onto a dirt path. Bushy tree branches curled above us to create a tunnel. I leaned my head back and caught the last rays of sun slicing through the leaves. When I lifted my head I saw a building up ahead. A house made from wood stood before us. Rabbit pulled the car to a halt. There were no sounds coming from this house. No screams or crying. Everything was just . . . silent. Rabbit’s hands slid from the wheel, and without looking at me, he said, “This is where we’ll be staying for the next several days.” I leaned forward and looked out of the window. “Your home?” He shook his head. “The first stop on our adventure.” I looked at him and found his silver eyes were already on me. “We have many stops to go.” My heart fluttered in nervous excitement. “And this is number one . . .” I whispered, more to myself than Rabbit. Rabbit opened his door. I was still staring at the woods surrounding this place when my car door opened too. Rabbit stood, rabbit-headed cane in hand, waiting for me to leave the car. I swallowed back the nerves that were creeping up my throat and stepped out. The ground crunched beneath my shoes. “This way.” Rabbit held his arm out toward the house. I fell into step beside him. I glanced all around us, searching for any sign of people. As if reading my mind, Rabbit said, “There is just you and I here for now. We will meet more people when our journey truly begins.” “It has not begun?” Rabbit led us to a wooden door and paused. Gripping the head of his cane tighter, he faced me and said, “Soon, darlin’. Before we go, we must prepare.” He opened the door. “But first . . . tea.” My breath caught in my throat. Beyond the threshold lay the most perfect tea-party spread one ever did see. “Rabbit!” I gasped. My hands flew to my mouth. I took a step forward into the house and onward into the magical room just beyond. As I passed Rabbit I looked up to see him watching me. I moved swiftly to the long table in the center of the wooden-paneled room, and my eyes widened as I beheld the spread. A white tablecloth lay over the table. Tall seats were positioned around it—eight to be exact—and at each seat was set a plate, a teacup and a saucer. I ran my hand over the cloth and smiled at the silver-domed dishes in the center of the table. I looked behind me to find Rabbit, but he was nowhere in sight. Turning back to the table, I lifted the first silver dome to peek at what was underneath. My mouth watered when I saw strawberry tarts. Smiling in excitement, I skipped to the next. Victoria sponge. Desperate to see them all, I removed each cover—cucumber sandwiches, Bakewell tarts, Battenberg cake, carrot cake . . . so much cake! All of England’s finest delicacies. My favorites. A floorboard creaked behind me, and I turned to see Rabbit walking back into the room. I opened my mouth to ask him where everything came from, but then I spotted what he held in his hands. “Tea?” I asked as Rabbit placed the silver tray, which held a teapot, a jug of milk and a bowl of sugar, on the table. I walked closer and closed my eyes as I inhaled deeply. “Earl Grey,” I whispered, smelling my absolute favorite tea in the entire world. “Only ever Earl Grey for my little Dolly,” Rabbit confirmed and pulled out a chair for me. I sat down, and Rabbit tucked me in. He took the seat a few places down and gestured to the food. “Help yourself. After all, this tea party is in your honor.” A giddy laugh escaped my throat as I reached forward and carefully selected a variety of cakes and sandwiches. When I had filled my plate, I took the teapot and poured myself a cup. Rabbit watched me with a peculiar look on his face. His lip was hooked at the corner, and his eyes were . . . soft. His eyes were never soft, always hard and focused, but as he looked at me now, they were almost gentle. I swallowed, unsure what this strange feeling in my stomach was. I pressed my free hand to my stomach as a comfort against the strange tingling sensations inside. “Tea?” I offered, my voice barely above a whisper. Rabbit nodded; not a word escaped his mouth. His gaze became more intense as I moved beside him and poured the steaming liquid into his cup. As my arm neared him, I felt him stiffen in his seat. Only a sliver of air prevented our limbs touching. His breathing grew labored as he watched me pour. But we didn’t touch. Clearing my throat, I placed the teapot back on the tray and moved to take my seat once again. Just as I took a step, an image floated into my head. Of me and Rabbit. Lips touching. My entire body tensed. I heard Rabbit’s ragged breathing behind me. Goosebumps broke out along my body, chasing one another up my arms and up to the back of my neck. Shaking my head clear of the image, I sat back down. I raised my eyes and found Rabbit watching me intensely. I lifted my teacup toward my lips. Rabbit did the same, but just as the lip of the teacup almost reached his mouth, I shouted, “Rabbit!” He froze. “Your little finger!” I scolded. I lowered my cup and shook my head. “You cannot drink tea without raising your little finger, silly!” Rabbit exhaled, then bowed his head. “You’re right, darlin’. How could I forget?”

***5 ‘I Wasn’t Asking….I Was Insisting’ Stars***

Tillie Cole said it was going to be dark. Darker than anything she wrote before.

Hell, even her husband said it was fucked up (shared via her SM)

And it was that and so much more and…

I ADORED every word of it and NEED more.

Yes, I was disturbed, and even sickened by certain things that happened, I mean I love me some dark and deviant as much as the next person, but these certain things pushed even me to that very fine line. But the dark light in the vast darkness of this journey were Heathan and Ellis aka Rabbit and Dolly, They were unique, utterly addicting and absolutely fascinating in every way imaginable. Dolly’s spirit and Rabbit’s intensity, albeit dark, were what drew me in and all it took was one moment to fall into adoration with both of them. Their journey is a dark, painful and chaotic, and yet there is humor, heart and moments of sweetness that shows that they are each other’s perfect match in every way.

Sick Fux goes beyond dark waaaayyy beyond, and I love me some dark themes, so if you are gonna dive into this one, be prepared because as always Ms. Cole goes balls to the wall and is absolutely unapologetic about it. But outside of the dark, I thought it was absolutely brilliant how she took Alice in Wonderland, twisted it up and made it her own. It added that surreal feel to an already unique journey that kept me turning the pages. Now, as much as I loved Rabbit and Dolly, there were two? Two and a half? Three? (You’ll understand when you read the book) characters that have me crossing my toes that we will hear about down the road because they are that intriguing.

Also, for those music lovers out there. Ms. Cole has a <a href="http://spoti.fi/2xkWgOg">Sick Fux Playlist</a> up on Spotify already and if you love listening to music while reading, especially music that the author listened/was inspired by while writing the book, then you MUST listen to it while reading this book. It took me to that next level of enjoyment while reading about Rabbit and his Dolly.

So #TickTock it’s #TimeForTea so  get ready to head down the rabbit hole and meet #Hellis!!

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Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city. After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel. Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters. Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels. When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.

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