D.B. Cooper
08-06-2011, 10:48 AM
Looks like its time for him to go back on the straitjacket candy. He seems to be going through another mental meltdown like in 2008.
http://www.occidentaldissent.com/2011/08/06/true-story/
Alabama
In the mania of 2008, I had a stroke of genius (duty/rights, labor/capital), but the world (and The Phora/The Lyceum) told me that I was “bipolar” and “schizo.” I voted for Al Gore, John Kerry, and Chuck Baldwin.
I hung out everywhere from Stormfront to American Renaissance to VDARE to Taylor Branch to Richard Dawkins to MSNBC to Kid Rock to Drive By Truckers to Aristotle to Rwanda to Majority Rights to The Occidental Observer to George Washington’s Street.
I pushed back pretty hard against Greg and Harold and Al and Rachel and Chris. Even Guiseppe and Obama.
Just to observe what was going on and think about the situation! I even shook the hand of Jeffrey Imm and (as a joke) nearly laughed myself silly when I wrote on Morris Dees’ wall in Montgomery.
We walked across the Edmund Pettus Bridge to see if the twentieth century worked. Played a violin using our own minds. We were trying to figure it all out for you hippies could have “peace in our minds.”
It was Quest and Mindspring and Earthlink and First Baptist and Luther and Marx and St. Augustine. Why was the world so obviously broken?
Couldn’t we just go where we always wanted to go? I’ve been working for ten years for a non-profit called my country. We have been on Mission Impossible.
http://www.occidentaldissent.com/2011/08/06/true-story/
Alabama
In the mania of 2008, I had a stroke of genius (duty/rights, labor/capital), but the world (and The Phora/The Lyceum) told me that I was “bipolar” and “schizo.” I voted for Al Gore, John Kerry, and Chuck Baldwin.
I hung out everywhere from Stormfront to American Renaissance to VDARE to Taylor Branch to Richard Dawkins to MSNBC to Kid Rock to Drive By Truckers to Aristotle to Rwanda to Majority Rights to The Occidental Observer to George Washington’s Street.
I pushed back pretty hard against Greg and Harold and Al and Rachel and Chris. Even Guiseppe and Obama.
Just to observe what was going on and think about the situation! I even shook the hand of Jeffrey Imm and (as a joke) nearly laughed myself silly when I wrote on Morris Dees’ wall in Montgomery.
We walked across the Edmund Pettus Bridge to see if the twentieth century worked. Played a violin using our own minds. We were trying to figure it all out for you hippies could have “peace in our minds.”
It was Quest and Mindspring and Earthlink and First Baptist and Luther and Marx and St. Augustine. Why was the world so obviously broken?
Couldn’t we just go where we always wanted to go? I’ve been working for ten years for a non-profit called my country. We have been on Mission Impossible.