Mike Pompeo has been especially despicable.
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It was especially delightful to watch and hear Tucker refer to Pompeo as “oily”, a “toady”, and “indelibly repulsive” in his obsequious kowtowing to President Trump, the whole time undermining PDJT by fomenting war everywhere he went, while President Trump was working so hard for peace. “No one with self-respect could do something like that [bootlick], but Mike Pompeo did that effortlessly, with relish and verve.” He made me laugh for the first time in days. Seven million people have seen Tucker call Pompeo out as of 10:00 p.m. EST. I didn’t usually see Tucker on the Fox channel (commercials, other blather I don’t want to hear), but I’ve made a point of watching all three Twitter posts so far. I expect to continue.
All of us losing Bagster has shaken me hard for some reason and I’ve been struggling to get re-centered. After reading ransomnote’s eulogy, I’ve had a recurring dream that he was trying to call me on my cell phone but I didn’t pick up. I get calls from unknown numbers all over the US and I always let them go to voicemail. The city is identified but the caller isn’t. Nobody ever leaves a message. I’m reasonably sure Bagster didn’t call me but that seed was planted in my subconscious and has unsettled me. I’m also angry that somebody evil wasn’t taken instead.
Oddly, I am in the same position with Rush Limbaugh. When he announced he had lung cancer, I 'received' a message of a (unconventional) cure for him. Let us say that I am blessed with insights _at times_ for medical issues. My own doctor would not argue against this scenario.
Rush responded on the air that he would NOT explore my suggestion. I then simply encouraged him to consider the alternative if it appeared that all else was failing.
I grieve so much for Rush; how desperately we need him right now; there is no one to fill his shoes, so to speak. But I am also happy that he is in a better place and not burdened with this horror that has been heaved upon us now. I could never swear that my suggestion was his escape from the suffering that he went through - but in my spirit I feel that I did what I could, what I was 'supposed' to do.
I drifted away from Bagster this past year or so. It was not intentional, more circumstance. But now I feel much the same as with Rush: Bagster has escaped right when we need him most... he was always 'girding up his loins' for the battle at hand.
Be at rest, Bagster, in a better place.
I’m also angry that somebody evil wasn’t taken instead.
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Ah, but they might have been!
When Petey Pupperdoo, the real dog died, unexpectedly on Christmas Day no less in 2017, well, we were devastated. This dog was my heart dog. He was so perfect. He loved everyone including other dogs and cats.
I just looked at my husband with this selfish, why me??? And he said, “Maybe God needs Petey to greet a kid who died today.”
Blah, darn onions.. I usually don’t talk about Petey.
Life is just so d@@n@d unfair. But I also think that there are many mysteries out there that we don’t the answers too.
When my evil stepmother died, it was such a relief. But for a year I had nightmares about her! She would be back. I had 4 nightmares. The first one she was in her 40’s as my dad had married her. I told her she had died and she needed to go to heaven. 2nd dream, she was older, same conversation. 3rd dream, older still, until the 4th dream, when I was so frustrated with her for not leaving (lol) and I told her she was dead and needed to go to Heaven. She didn’t believe me, so I drove her up this rickety hill in a rickety car and when we got to the top I threw a cell phone at her and yelled, “CALL GOD!” Then I threw a bunch of valentine hearts at her and said, “God loves you, go to heaven!”
Then came a 5th dream, where I got a letter that was giving me a value assessment ? of all the things she had given me. In real life, she was awful and crazy, but she did teach me how to deal with extremely difficult people and I’m grateful for that. This dream was so vivid, like the other ones... I walked into this gorgeous, luxurious, classy sitting room and on this beautiful round table, made of beautiful wood, was this letter telling me how valuable the “items” were that she had left for me. It was gratifying. Then I turned to my right and there was this stunning white marble fireplace, the fire was going and above the fireplace was this picture of Jesus, and Jesus said to me, “I haven’t forgotten about Travis.” Travis is my oldest son who was doing drugs at the time, it was an awful time. It was so comforting. I never had another dream about my stepmother. She was a Christian.
Anyway, I’m waxing poetically, but Bagster’s death has been a hard one for most of us.
Pick up the phone next time in your dream. It sounds unfinished. I hope he calls again.
Mike Pompeo is very deceptive and recently someone gave me his new book that they grabbed at a garage sale. I have been loathed to read it but sometimes find it instructive to read books by black hats for clues as to what’s happening behind the scenes. I often wonder why Trump let this man continue as his secretary of State and C/A head. I wonder if Trump in some way was forced to hire such people to work for him by the elite Global rulers. I know it sounds crazy, but Trump is going against the top-down feudalistic order and the matrix that they fondly call, “Our democracy”.