Posted on 06/30/2025 9:00:02 PM PDT by ransomnote
Get me one too please.
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Interesting observation, BI.
What if the seemingly too-early timing of a lot of the Q drops was explicitly for that purpose:
May the trials, tribulations, vexations and vicissitudes of the Democrats be MAGAnified beyond their worst imaginings.
SpyNavy
Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)
From what I understand it isn’t a recess appointment.
Look like wreckage from the Borg mothership explosion.
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And one more thing about Maxwell: She was/is way too low key to be anything but Mossad. That’s their style. Don’t draw attention. But she was the procurer, a thing Epstein didn’t have a talent for. It was Epstein who layed out the c-notes to the girls. You have to ask what was Maxwell’s motivation? Getting information for somebody. She wasn’t doing it for the money, at least not directly. And there’s no claim that Epstein was pressuring any of his “clients.” He had to be passing those videos off to someone else who could use them as needed.
If Epstein had ever tried to pressure anyone directly the word would have gone out that he was dirty. And while he was a good money manager he had a bit of an inferiority complex, evidenced by his efforts to buy his way into Hahvahd.
Let’s hope Maxwell can name people who need cleaning up. 100 would be a good start especially if they’re all denizens of the beltway, altho they did their best work in NYC as best I can tell. Did the Lolita make flights out of Reagan or Dulles?
Didn’t he wind up once coming down with some awful illness after biting off a bat’s head?
Pretty disgusting stunts he pulled.
“But suppose those members are under arrest and can’t show up. Doesn’t that make Congress truly in a state of adjournment? Doesn’t that permit Trump to make his moves in a constitutional manner?”
THAT WOULD BE A GREAT PLOT TWIST IN THE MOVIE WE ARE WATCHING!
I would pay big money to see that.
I would pay big money to see that.
House Intel Rep. Chair Rick Crawford reveals shocking details from declassified report, highlights political bias in intelligence community
47 MIN AUDIO
Did you say explosion? I’d say 200 pounds of 40%, one case on each corner, and you couldn’t tell the difference. And neither could the Borgs.
https://truthsocial.com/@Qanon76/114916429872430687
WATCH
@Qanon76
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BREAKING: Actor Kevin Spacey that Bill Clinton flew on Jeffrey Epstein’s private jet alongside numerous “young girls.”
According to Spacey, he and Clinton were traveling together to Africa on behalf of the Clinton Foundation using Epstein’s jet. Spacey stated that what he witnessed during the trip put Clinton “at risk.”
Copying BI on this because it is probably the one, unique reference in all literature to an elfin pinnace.
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Boat Stealing: The Prelude (Extract) William Wordsworth
One summer evening (led by her) I found
A little boat tied to a willow tree
Within a rocky cove, its usual home.
Straight I unloosed her chain, and stepping in
Pushed from the shore. It was an act of stealth
And troubled pleasure, nor without the voice
Of mountain-echoes did my boat move on;
Leaving behind her still, on either side,
Small circles glittering idly in the moon,
Until they melted all into one track
Of sparkling light. But now, like one who rows,
Proud of his skill, to reach a chosen point
With an unswerving line, I fixed my view
Upon the summit of a craggy ridge,
The horizon's utmost boundary; far above
Was nothing but the stars and the grey sky.
She was an elfin pinnace; lustily
I dipped my oars into the silent lake,
And, as I rose upon the stroke, my boat
Went heaving through the water like a swan;
When, from behind that craggy steep till then
The horizon's bound, a huge peak, black and huge,
As if with voluntary power instinct,
Upreared its head. I struck and struck again,
And growing still in stature the grim shape
Towered up between me and the stars, and still,
For so it seemed, with purpose of its own
And measured motion like a living thing,
Strode after me. With trembling oars I turned,
And through the silent water stole my way
Back to the covert of the willow tree;
There in her mooring-place I left my bark,
And through the meadows homeward went, in grave
And serious mood; but after I had seen
That spectacle, for many days, my brain
Worked with a dim and undetermined sense
Of unknown modes of being; o'er my thoughts
There hung a darkness, call it solitude
Or blank desertion. No familiar shapes
Remained, no pleasant images of trees,
Of sea or sky, no colours of green fields;
But huge and mighty forms, that do not live
Like living men, moved slowly through the mind
By day, and were a trouble to my dreams.
20 CIA and FBI agents CONFIRM Obama was behind Russia Hoax and reveal his hiding place…
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