It looks like my blog is popular and Google decided that being popular is more Rothschild important than towing the cartel line, so they decided to try and whore me with their ad generating scheme.....which of course is their getting a the major cut just like in publishing, while the slave work is accomplished by bloggers.
Is such a thing tempting? Yes it is like the apple in the Garden, but I was moved from the start by the Words of my Lord, Jesus, in freely He gave, so freely the information the Holy Ghost provides through me is not going to be sold by this blog.
I do not like being censored by the whores of the cartels from secular Jews like David Horowitz who does wonderful work, but when he covers up realities of the Rothschilds, that is just as bad as someone saying Hitler made the trains run on time, but neglecting his demonic mania.
I do not like Rush Limbaugh stealing things from this blog as he has done from numerous other fans who contacted him with ideas.
I do not like being marginalized in the big names, who you all know, ignore or dismiss the information I mention in passing, because they are not woman enough to put their stooge careers on the line for America in stating that things do prove out here.
I have stated previously that I hate ads, and when people come on this blog, I desire them to have nothing but the blog with nothing popping up or tracking them. You should be able to come in here and enjoy yourself without someone hawking things at you. Sure it costs me a bundle of cash as Google is now noticing how popular this site is, but in my world, there is a thing called Honor...........and one starves, one struggles, one does without, one denies oneself, before they break that code, as without it, one is............well Rush Limbaugh or Ed Schultz, and I desire not to be of that type of fraud.
I was listening to Mark Levin these past months and I ponder things people say or the propaganda they project. Levin was prattling on like Hannity like Limbaugh like Schultz that they are all just like the poor folks in the masses.
Levin's lines were about his parents running a little daycare thing in New York and feeding the kids peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
That all sounds homey as can be, and then Levin lets slip that his parents had a condo on the ocean at Atlantic City for the summers.
This all culminated in the bull dyke defending hisself over that hurricane which was not a hurricane in Levin had spent every summer at Atlantic City from 17 years of age to his 30's. That all starts making me frown as I do not know normal people who can take off from work all summer and pass it at Atlantic City.
I don't know anyone who runs a daycare in Antelope, Arizona, serving peanut butter spread who can retire by the time their kid is 17, buy a condo on the ocean in a major gambling city, afford prestigious schools, and everyone can take the summers off..........and then sell it all and retire to Florida, as the kid slums around getting high power jobs in government from Reagan, gets out of work, and then starts his radio career worth millions and gets his Obama book deals worth a fortune.
Maybe that stuff happens INDAKOTA at Limbaugh's Literalville and Realville, but I just don't know people like Kraemer on Seinfeld who fall flat ass into money and power jobs......and take the whole summers off for their lives like the Kennedy's and Obama's.
See this blog has standards and it will not violate them no matter the temptation. As my cousin stated in naming her child after my family, she wanted her son to be raised in the etiquette of agrarian America where he would emulate the values of this culture.
I never visited the ranch community as John John Kennedy did for a few weeks. I actually was stuck in it, in exile, like that book about a city child put onto the farm with backbreaking labor and loving it.
At 12 years of age, my summers were not on Atlantic City beaches with crab salad, no my summers were a child boiling their brains out in a combine harvesting grain, running a Versatile 16 foot swather cutting hay, and then baling it with a Vermeer round baler.
I still am thee best baler in this world in my bales were always perfect and I learned that from soul screaming, spirit wrenching loneliness as a child, imprisoned in a world where there was no joy nor escape.
I do not know if the Apache have a word really for the "lonely wind" which comes off the northern Mesa at night and howls like the wolf to make the soul cry, but I do know that there are areas of this world from Africa to America, where a killing wind fries the landscape, rolls the leaves into curls, and it is always at 50 plus miles an hour.........not it is not those little breezes Mark Levin concerns hisself over at 35 mph..............geez that is a breeze which keeps the insects off, but I know that wind which wicks all hope from a Spirit inside a child, and it keeps on for weeks giving the landscape a rustling hiss of dryness and the taste of dust is every day.........so one does not have hope, one only lives by Faith in the Word of God.
This blog will not stoop to mammon as it would be beneath me of someone of my standing. It will though demand the payments for plagiarism concerning Rush Limbaugh.........which are amusing in God's workings as His work here already tapped 30 percent of Limbaugh's audience......and his good buddies in Hannity and Levin got bit too for taking his lead into the abyss.
They are quite attached to worshipping the brothel they abode themselves in. I on the other hand am attracted to quart stainless steel cups, steaks over a bed of coals, homemade bread, my hot tea, and stars, clouds, the whispering wind and whatever show is taking place from doodle bugs to the crow talking to a hated owl in the distance.
I cut up all of my Chase credit cards as I refused to add money to the coffers of the cartels. They too try to lure me back with promises of financial reward.
It is so much better this way in being for God, America and her people.........no strings attached and only the personal conversation here free from the 30 pieces. It is my choice. It is a difficult choice, but one can not go back on their word...........because God watches all, and I have found that God always works things out for the best, as that is His job.
The popular girl has to go check on a birthday cake.
God bless.
agtG
