Yes, ladies and gentlemen its another sunny day in San Diego while many commuters are hustling and bustling their way through the highways and byways of life, I found myself sitting in a rather large hospital waiting room called Kaiser Permanente of Southern California.

It was rather stuffy in there with numerous people from all over the planet quietly sitting in their recycled chairs chirping politically correct phrases of wit waiting for their number to be called and I was among them waiting for countless hours for my friends name to be called so she could see her doctor.

I decided to thumb through the latest reading material at Kaiser Permanente to pass the time away and I noticed that several issues of PETA Magazine was available. My eyes rolled in total disgust as the television blurted out that another Killer Whale has died after receiving experimental Antibiotics from Seaworld. “Save the planet – protect the environment,” shouted little miss Botox lips from Channel 7.

The sound of socialistic prattle faded away as I finally caught a glimpse of a magazine I have not read in quite a while: The San Diego Reader. Volume 39 / Number 34 – August 26, 2010.

As I thumbed through the pages I found that this magazine was the most liberal (Socialist – same thing) of all. Between Botox advertisements and “Sex For Life – Achieve stronger and longer lasting..,” Well you know; Take a little of this, and swallow a little of that and in no time your precious little organ will shrivel into extinction – void where prohibited by law.

And the next item up for bids: Stuff your girlfriend’s breasts like a Thanksgiving Day Turkey with our monthly Gelatin Statin-laced special (Page 61). Warning: Breasts may explode at high altitudes. Patients are required to sign a release not to fly seventy-two hours after surgical procedure. Please consult our earmarked twelve-hundred page manual for further details.

Oh, wait a minute. What is this? An advertisement enticing me into bringing my infant into an MK-Ultra Clinic for investigational Vaccine study! Just in time for the October viral Vaccine rush hour. Wow; compensation for time and travel. Too bad I don’t drive a Pre-School Bus. I could drop them all off and git me some dat TARP money swimmins’ around my pockets. All I gotta do is throw the little bastards into the waiting hands of the clinical Petri dish – and presto! Brave new babies and a pocket fulla CHANGE.

It’s that time of year folks and soon the airwaves will be buzzing national fear and hysteria while once again The United Nations and their bastard child called the WHO will convince the world that population reduction is the best way to go.

“In order to stabilize world population, it is necessary to eliminate 350,000 people a day. It is a horrible thing to say, but it’s just as bad not to say it” – Oceanographer Jaques Cousteau – United Nations Educational, Scientific. (UNESCO)

I could just imagine through San Diego’s infanticide-style MK-Ultra programs they would stuff a joint in your infants mouth and ram a three foot radioactive thermometer into his butt and expect him to walk a straight line to the pediatrics room so that Doctor Pedophile could prescribe him the latest credentials to obtain medical Marijuana. You will find this on page 153 in your San Diego Reader my friends.

From herbal connoisseur straight to the operating table of pediatric bliss, “It’s for the children” takes on a whole new meaning and now I have finally comprehended what Shake and Bake California is all about. Slam one into the oven and when the timer goes off just strap them onto an operating table and see how much abuse they can endure.

Ah what the hell, why not? It only costs $300.00 an ounce for the compassionate low-grade communist co-op collective brand and I’m sure little Johnny will absolutely love the special kindhearted way that Obamacare will cradle him to new heights in experimental delights.

As I look away in astonishment from the advertisement I just read my friend appears out from the crowd. “They poked a damn stick in my eye after they poured a burning concoction from hell into it. Lets get out of here and you’re driving,” she said.

I gladly got up and reminded her that both of us had been victims of two queer Giraffes that called themselves Hospitals. Just last week in UCSD I came in as a wounded Gladiator and had the four holes of the Apocalypse drilled into my belly; and between the Transvestite Nurse from Pretoria that scared the hell out of me on the first floor and the Gall Bladder I left behind in a glass jar I don’t plan to return for any more adventures.

One doctor could have sworn that while I was heavily sedated for the operation at hand that I made an observation right as the Scalpel sliced through my body:

“The frost, it sometimes makes the blade stick.” – Gladiator

It has been said that it’s safer to sleep with a sober Christian Cannibal than a drunken Socialist idiot but after that Morphine-filled IV that they gave me I ventured back in time to the great Coliseum and heard these words:

“Democrats and Republicans! You sold me queer giraffes. I want my money back.”

Needless to say, after that the nurses at UCSD never brought up politics again for the rest of my stay.

When it comes to common sense in San Diego these days, only a few chips and shavings are left from this antediluvian protocol. Few possess its genteel tide of perspicacity and what occurs in California does not surprise me at all. Many will rush to the polls in the near future and choose between two demons again and history will repeat itself until America fades into the darkness. And rest assured that Infanticide Watch – San Diego will go nationwide without so much as a yell or a scream in defiance.

As far as “shake and bake” goes, pride stops to admire. Excellency proceeds forth. And Consistency drives them all to a place well deserved.

~ The Author ~
Louis Turner is the Commander of the Authors of the North, creator of numerous graphics, disloyal servant to the true emperor – Barack Hussein Obama, father to none, husband to a murdered computer, and I will have my vengeance in this life or the next. I will win the crowd. I will give them something they have never seen before.

Published in the September 9, 2010 issue of Shock And Awe Graphics. @ntiCopyright © 2001 – 2010 Louis Turner. Republication allowed with this notice and hyperlink intact.