Day 57: Saint Blotto de Psycho

Tuesday, March 19, 2019

On the ferry today, while wearing my blue MAGA hat, I looked up and saw a thuggish young man staring at me with a feral, malevolent expression. I locked eyes with him and stared him down.

His expression reminded me of the mug shot of the Irish-American politician Robert Francis “Blotto” O’Rourke, taken on September 27, 1998 after he was arrested for drunk driving:

Witnesses said he was speeding in his Volvo (of course it would be a Volvo), then plowed into a truck and tried to flee the scene of the crime.

Hmm. Am trying to think of who that reminds me of. Ohh yes. Chappaquiddick “Lyin’ of the Senate” Ted. Had too much to drink, lost control of his car, plowed into a body of water, left his passenger to drown, and then repeatedly lied about it.

Two sociopathic Democrat peas in a pod.

And now it’s come out that the leftwing propaganda “news agency” Reuters sat on a bombshell story about Robert Francis until after his senate race against Ted Cruz in 2018. Turns out that Saint Francis was a member of the hacker group “Cult of the Dead Cow” in the late 1980s.

Reuters reported on March 15, 2019 that St. Francis “stole long-distance phone service to participate in electronic discussions” and that members of the hacking group routinely hacked into computers and “became famous for releasing tools that allowed ordinary computer users to hijack other people’s machines.”

Reuters also revealed that O’Rourke “wrote online essays under the pseudonym “Psychedelic Warlord,” one of which was a “short piece of fiction from a killer’s point of view.”

Here’s that “short piece of fiction” in its entirety:

“One day, as I was driving home from work, I noticed two children crossing the street. They were happy, happy to be free from their troubles…. This happiness was mine by right. I had earned it in my dreams.

“As I neared the young ones, I put all my weight on my right foot, keeping the accelerator pedal on the floor until I heard the crashing of the two children on the hood, and then the sharp cry of pain from one of the two. I was so fascinated for a moment, that when after I had stopped my vehicle, I just sat in a daze, sweet visions filling my head.”


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