Methamphetamine Moshiachs: The retreat of the Zionofascist propaganda machine into collapsing bunkers of drug-induced delusion and psychosis.
I was watching Piers Morgan today, and something struck me: Shabbos Kestenbaum is probably on some kind of crank. As soon as his neatly curated, psuedo-Aryan, digestible to white America, Harvard pedigree Israelite visage presents in the camera, you notice that he is quite literally vibrating. The man is twitching at high velocity the way I have only really ever seen tweakers and crackheads do after a hit. Or, goody-tu shoes little over-achieving teachers pets who were raised on a steady diet of prescription stimulants from an early age, like cattle being dosed with milking hormones to make them productive assets. I’ve been around the block. Uppers were never my thing, my vices were more towards the psychedelic when I was in college. But, God knows, I copped enough dope from Jews who were slinging anything and everything to anyone, and in high volume, during the wayward misspent years of my youth I squandered in the rat-warren dystopia that is New York. We ...
