It gives some ... satisfaction ... that the bw*tch from the mob parents has been, at least occasionally, contemplating her pants suited carcass swinging from a rope for a year plus, now. Perhaps she’ll increasingly wake up with a start from nightmares wherein she feels a great constricting around her neck followed by a sickening drop. I wonder how such themes, fears, images would interact with her budding dementia.
...the mob parents...
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Jocko, do you have sources for this? The official narrative I’ve seen is suburban Chicago, father had a silkscreen fabric printing business, they were Methodist back when that meant Christian and Republicans.