THE RELIGIOUS PSYCHO KILLERS SHIT LIST

Welcome to the mind of John Scott Ridgway. Beware falling rocks and angels.

YOU ARE ABOUT TO ENTER WHAT THE INTELLIGENCE COMMUNITY CALLS THE 'WITTING.' The implication being anyone who doesn't know what is truly going on in the world is 'unwitting.' I have an academic/artist background that includes three books, oil painting, radio and tv... though mostly, I write on the web and give the words away. Better read than dead, I always say. I studyied military intelligence, cults, english, history, and philosophy, among other subjects that I took in my quest to have something to say in my work.... I am proud to say I studied under peaceful warriors, like Dr. Danial Stern, an icon in the sixties who hung out with the panthers, dealt with agent provocaters, spies.

A BASTOON OF TRUE FREEDOM IN A WORLD CONDENSED INTO POLITE CONVERSATIONS. I HAVE SITES ALL OVER THE PLACE THAT YOU CAN SEE MY OTHER SIDES WITHIN.
http://theelvesattic.blogspot.com/
http://wakingupjesus.blogspot.com/

Find me on facebook at john scott ridgway... there are two of me... one is active. I trust you can figure it out. Doing a lot of stuff there. Basically showing my daily trek throughout the dozens of papers I peruse while waiting in some bush, pr parked somewhere, you know, out stalking, or whatever, you know... hunting humans, maybe... but not in an illegal way. Really.

I urge you to try out my new Jesus, blog, too. He is nothing like you have read before. This creature from the planet Heaven is mistaken for an alien, a cult leader, a terrorist.... Military intelligence agents and secrets are thrown all over in this blog.... please spread my writing whereever forfree... The book is not just for Christians. I am almost an agnostic... I, Christ... will lead you to heaven, or at least give you a lot to think about. After years of getting mostly a's in college, I can at least parrot a few things you have not heard.

Friday, September 16, 2005

W. KEEPS FUCKING CALLING ME FOR WEED!!!

As I watched the presidents speech tonight, I was surprised to receive a call by the W. "Hey, asshole... got any weed?"
"I thought you were on tv?"
"Oh, that's a fucking robot, man. My dad had that made while he was a working with Reagen, so he could run the damn thing for president, should I decide to do something else, you know?"
"Like travel around the world killing hookers?"
"How the hell did you know that?"
"You've told me this like ten times."
"Well, fuck ya then. And all you damn liberal weasels. You probably think the flood did all that damage down in New Orleans, don't you?"
"Well, yes..."
"That was all the looting, man. The water didn't hurt shit."
"What?"
"Look, man, I gotta go check out some of those new whack off devices that I have RAND corporation coming up with. I got them and like twenty think tanks working on this shit... maximizing my pornographic experiences, you know? Shit, man, I am styling. What the hell did you call me for?"
"To tell you that I um...well, I don't have any weed at all. Not even a bud... for me, that I can't spare...."
"Don't call me unless you got weed. Rock on, weasel balls."

Then he hung up. I sure as hell wish that guy would quit calling me, but I'm afraid to say anything because he has a tendency to have so many people killed.... I never should have told him I can get weed.


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